Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Li Rui was a little stunned. For the first time in his career, he saw a woman who didn't love money.

He couldn't help but reconfirm: "are you sure, Miss Fu? This is a billion, not a million, not ten million. "

A billion people can laugh all their lives lying on it.

Fu Mingzhu shook her head. "Sure, thank you."

She stood up. The meaning of seeing off the guests was very obvious. Li Rui had no choice but to force a smile.

When he returned to LAN Guifang, manager Wang invited Li Rui into Lan Yu's lounge. Lan Yu sat on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand and glanced at him: "it's done?"

Li Rui smiled bitterly and put the document on the tea table: "this time I will fail you."

Lan Yu looked up at him. Li Rui sighed, "she won't accept it. Why don't you give it to her in person and make it clear. "

Lan Yu's eyes fell on the document. After reading it for a long time, he whispered, "go back first."

Li Rui nodded and suddenly said when he left, "sometimes money is not the most important thing for women. What matters is feelings. I think Miss Fu is a woman who attaches great importance to feelings. "

Lan Yu didn't speak. He just picked up the document. Li Rui left anyway.

Manager Wang sent him off. When he came back, he said carefully, "Lan Shao, why don't you coax."

Lan Yu held the glass and said quietly, "I'm separated from her. Don't coax me."

He put down the document, looked up at the crystal lamp above, and smiled bitterly: "I want to compensate her. I want her not to work so hard, but she doesn't want it, just like she doesn't want me. I always want to give her the best. Maybe Li Rui is right. I can't give her feelings. What's the meaning of giving money? "

But he still couldn't bear her.

That night, he went to her downstairs again. This time, he didn't hide and parked his car there.

Fu Mingzhu came back, stopped the car steadily, didn't hide from him, opened the door directly, didn't go upstairs immediately, as if he was waiting for him.

Lan Yu opened the door and walked over. He stood in front of her and said low, "why not?"

He put the document in her hand, "take it, it's my little compensation, otherwise I don't trust."

She was silent.

He said quietly, "if you take it, I'll rest assured."

Fu Mingzhu put the document in his palm again and smiled gently: "I can't accept it. Thank you."

"You hate me, don't you?" He blurted out and stared at her with nostalgia in his eyes.

Fu Mingzhu shook her head. "I don't hate or love, so I can't accept your things."

She pressed the document for a long time and looked up into his eyes.

Love, but they can't walk together after all.

She smiled and turned to leave.

He grabbed her hand and hastily called her name, "pearl."

His hands are warm, but hers are cold. In the past, maybe she would cling to such warmth, but now she dare not.

She broke away his hand and took a deep breath: "don't come to me in the future. There's no need to entangle if you leave."

She walked firmly towards the elevator, and he stood behind her.

Suddenly, he said, "Fu Mingzhu, find a good man to marry! Wen Jingfan is good. "

Late at night, he said such words to her, which was painful to the bone.

He gave her money. She could live well without anyone all her life, but she didn't want it. He always wanted to give her the best and didn't trust her, so he said Fu Mingzhu would find a man to take care of her.

He can't give her anything other men can give.