Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

What's good about Fu Yuan?

There's really nothing good.

His tenderness towards her has a strong purpose, and she is just a piece of his chess piece.

Does she still love him? She doesn't know.

Does she hate him? Maybe.

She never thought about whether to love or not, because at the age of eight, she had vowed to give all her to Fu Yuan, including life and love.

“……”

Bai Xiunian, who had been listening quietly, felt the depression and pain deeply buried behind her words, and her anger suddenly disappeared.

Looking at her pale face and slightly trembling lips, his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand.

After a long time, he breathed out a breath and whispered two words.

"Sorry."

He didn't know why. Seeing Lu Xinglan suffering for Fu Yuan, he felt an unspeakable irritability in his heart.

"I'll take you back."

Lu Xinglan didn't pick up his hand and stood up with the car.

"No."

She crossed Bai Xiunian and stumbled forward. Her back revealed deep loneliness.

Looking at her figure a little smaller, and finally disappeared in his sight.

Bai Xiunian leaned against the door and sighed.

……

Lu Xinglan didn't go home, but went to a bar.

"Drink less, miss. The wine is very strong."

The handsome bartender in uniform handed over a prepared cocktail. His curious eyes swept through the mask on her face and kindly reminded her.

"This place is very messy. You little girl, you'd better go back early."

"Thank you." Lu Xinglan took the cocktail and drank it. "Another cup."

“……”

Seeing that she couldn't hear the advice, the bartender didn't say anything, and made her a glass of flame queen according to her request.

The bartender is right. The strength of this wine is really high.

After more than ten cups of wine, even if the amount of wine is as good as Lu Xinglan, I feel a little smoked.

She sat lazily in front of the bar, her upper body lying on the table, looking at the wine glass held high by her, her cold Phoenix eyes were stained with intoxicating waves, and a slightly silly smile was aroused at the corners of her mouth.

She now understands why so many people like to get drunk.

Get drunk.

Paralyze everything, including pain.

"Miss, what's the point of drinking alone?"

Suddenly, a hand was on her shoulder, accompanied by the man's obscene laughter, "why don't you let our brothers have a drink with you?"

"Go away." Lu Xinglan didn't look back.

"You don't want to drink, do you?"

These little gangsters who have been wandering in the bar all year round have noticed Lu Xinglan who has been drinking muggy wine for a long time.

Although she wore a mask on her face, her good figure comparable to that of international famous models still aroused their attention.

"We can't see any women. Let your brothers check you first."

One of them stretched out his claws to take off the mask on Lu Xinglan's face.

Suddenly, the little gangster felt that his waist was butted against a hard object, and a cool voice sounded in his ear.

"Why don't you check it for me first?"

“……”

The little gangster trembled, turned back to his smiling eyes, looked down at the gun against his waist, and the cold sweat swished down.

"Who are you?"

"One,"

"Two."

Bai Xiunian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He directly began to count and opened the safety bolt at the same time.

Such a dirty little gangster doesn't even have the qualification to be his lowest subordinate.