Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Yes!"

She took it for granted.

"Aren't you afraid of his anger?"

Su CuO said he was Si Yeqing.

The wind heard the sound, crossed the bottom of her eyes and looked back at the man who planned strategies in the card game. She smiled desolately.

"You don't understand. Love begets hate. The best we can do is acting."

Her self mockery was relaxed and she told the truth.

She played a good granddaughter-in-law for Si Yeqing's grandmother, went up to the kitchen under the hall, and fought against the junior and beat the hooligans.

In fact, I am very tired.

Su CuO was fascinated by the wind.

"Are you really smart or fake stupid? Since you know his heart is not on you, why do you design shallow and ruin your reputation?"

He asked the wind clearly.

"Disgraced?"

The wind ChuChu smiled at the sound, and the smile faded and said, "this word is a good choice."

The breeze sent every word of Su CuO to Feng ChuChu's ear. She smiled smartly and alienated.

When Lu Qianqian was almost gang raped, all the evidence pointed to her.

Later, everyone said that Feng ChuChu asked someone to rape Lu Qianqian.

Because Si Yeqing.

She shrugged and said, "whatever you think."

If you can't get trust from 10000 explanations, why continue?

Saliva is also very valuable.

Su CuO looked at the calm and fearless wind.

In a trance, he remembered the scene when Feng ChuChu explained to everyone. It was pitiful to be naive, but in recent years, she talked and laughed about it.

Innocent and pure to see through everything, only she knows the bitterness.

Su CuO was helpless and turned to leave.

There were footsteps behind him.

Feng ChuChu will not look back and knows that Su CuO has gone. The people around Si Yeqing give her a good face, and the others are extremely mean.

Including Si Yeqing.

But this is not her saddest. Her biggest regret is that she didn't go to see her mother today.

"Hey..."

The wind sighed clearly.

"Why? It's so sad not to betray!"

Si Yeqing appeared behind her and mocked maliciously.

The pupil contracted, and the wind grasped the windowsill guardrail clearly. She was not made of iron. No matter how much malice she endured, she would still hurt.

She's just not qualified.

In the twinkling of an eye, she was smiling and charming.

"Where?"

Then the wind turned around clearly. The tips of her fingers hung over the man's jaw. Her stubble stabbed her hand. She didn't change.

Whispering close, her tone was bewitching.

"If I want to sell it, I'll sell it to you. It's important not to owe money."

With smiling eyes and eyes, bright eyes, clear wind and frivolous, just like a prostitute.

Si Yeqing pulled Feng ChuChu's hand and tightened his fingertips, regardless of the woman's distorted face.

That face drove him crazy.

It seemed that something in his chest burst open suddenly, burning all his internal organs with corrosive burning, leaving him full of anger.

"When can you stop acting?"

Si Yeqing asked with suppressed anger.

The cold sweat fell on the wind's pale face, and the corners of his mouth pulled hard, barely raising a smile, but it was as ferocious as a ghost.

"Why, my husband doesn't like it?"

She forced her voice to be charming, but her voice was trembling.

"Put away your face. I feel sick when I see you. Don't you know?"

Si Yeqing was as cold as bone, but he still couldn't hide his mockery.

The wind was clear, the sight was suddenly clear, the tip of the nose hurt and the throat was sour. Si Yeqing's words were like a sharp blade, scraping across her face one by one.

The heart has withered and broken, and this face is already unbearable.

Fog gushed from the corners of his eyes, and the wind clearly bit his lips, but he couldn't help it.

The crystal fell, and the man lost his mind for a moment.

"Husband, I hurt!"

Feng ChuChu took advantage of the situation to shift tears to men's violence.

Si Yeqing sneered.

Ink dyed eyes are as dark as an ancient well. They can't afford waves, but they are in fatal danger.

"Go away!"

Si Ye Qing's thin lips lift gently.

"I have to accompany my husband! I......"

The wind continued to laugh.

"Get out!"

The man roared, causing onlookers at the party.

Feng ChuChu has more than ten lines of sight on his side, all with poisoned knives.

She still smiled and turned away.

Feng ChuChu put his fingers on his chest and looked sideways at the luxury cars in the distance, with thick dust falling. This is the world of the rich.

If she didn't like it, she didn't want it, but she sold herself for half a car.

"Oh!"

Feng ChuChu still smiles. It hurts so much that he can't even cry.

Heartache and stomach ache, just like a hand pulling and stirring in her stomach. Fortunately, she has standing medicine,. I can only eat dry without water, but my stomach still hurts.

"Miss, it's kind of you to give me a bite."

The old beggar was blind in one eye, wrapped in rags, and knelt in front of the wind with a bowl in her withered hand.

Feng ChuChu sighed, holding the medicine bottle in his hand, drew some notes from his wallet and put them in the bowl.

The beggar kowtowed and thanked, crying and laughing.

She also smiled, which was gratifying, but she was stupid in only three seconds.

finished!

How can I go home without money?

On the 135th step of the road measured by the wind, a white Lamborghini stopped by.

"Let's go! I'll see you off."

Su CuO spoke clearly to the wind.

Feng ChuChu has pride, but he really has no money.

"Thank you!" this is the only thing she can give Su Cuo.

Behind the jade railing in the distance, in the moonlight, the man was as noble as a divine helmet, his face was brave and handsome, cold as ice, and his dark eyes were hidden in the dark.

But I have a panoramic view of everything downstairs.

She looked at the road ahead and felt sad. There was a face in her mind, and she knew whose face it was.

Because I know.

So she was in pain.

Su CuO Yu Guang saw the woman in a trance and suddenly tightened her fingertips holding the steering wheel.

"Here we are?"

The things in front of me became more and more familiar, and the wind returned to his senses as usual.

"Yes!"

Su CuO's voice was low.

"Thank you! I'll go back first. You drive slowly."

Feng ChuChu thanked Su Cuo.

"Why did you give the beggar money?"

Su CuO also saw the clear movement of the wind, which puzzled him.

A person who loves money as much as his life and even doesn't hesitate to sell his marriage morality and even his body will give alms to an irrelevant begging old woman.

Just because of pity?

Su CuO doesn't believe it.

"Because I'm stupid!"

The wind makes fun of himself.

She disdained to explain. She had explained too much. They never believed her.

"I'm not kidding."

Su CuO is very serious.

When the wind got out of the car, sister-in-law Zhang came out with a blanket in her arms.

"Oh, madam, why do you wear so thin..."

Su CuO is indifferent to the wind and is surrounded by a mansion. His eyes are deep and think of Si Yeqing.

At this time, Si Yeqing sat on the sofa, with wine bottles scattered on the marble table.

"No more."

Si Yeqing threw away his card, picked up red wine and swallowed it.

Luxury is like a palace. The box is as cold as a cellar. Si Yeqing says he won't play, that's not playing.