Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Listening to his words, Lin Yifan suddenly stopped with a spoon in his hand delivering food to his mouth, slightly raised his eyes, looked at his face, and confirmed that he was not joking before he slowly recovered.

"Miss Mu hasn't found it yet. Why are you so anxious to go back?" She hesitated, but still asked, with a little tension and fear in her eyes.

"Something happened at home, so you can't delay. It's a million. Make your own plans." When he finished, he handed a bank card to her. There was no expression on his face. There was no wave in his eyes. His indifference was terrible.

"Why do you give me money? Who do you think I am? Do you think I've been following you for money these two years?" Lin Yifan handed the card back with a little anger on her face. She felt that it was an insult to her.

"I don't mean that. You misunderstood. You've worked hard in the past two years. This is just a little compensation for you. I hope you can feel better here." Fu's expression gradually returned to normal. He knew that Lin Yifan was not such a person, but his way of expression was wrong, which made her have such a misunderstanding.

"Who said I would be here, and I would return home with you." Lin Yifan raised her head. Her firm eyes told him that she was not joking. Her white and beautiful face was full of seriousness.

"Whatever you want." Fu even Zun knew her temper. Just like before, she insisted on following herself. He couldn't stop her persistence at all, so he didn't want to say anything more. Let her go. When she lost interest, she left by herself.

Lin Yifan went back to the hotel to pack up her things. Although she has been with him for the past two years, she has not had any relationship with him. He often maintains his reason. Even if he drinks, his mind is as clear as ever.

After wandering in France for two years, his heart has always been on Mu Yansheng. Now he is going to leave, but there is still no news. He quietly looked out of the window, couldn't help sighing at the bottom of his heart, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

In the past two years, there has been no smile on his face, and the whole person has experienced a lot of vicissitudes. Those eyes are often sad inadvertently, and the indifference and alienation on his body is becoming more and more serious. It seems that no one can enter his heart. At first glance, he is a person with a story.

While he was meditating, the door not far away was suddenly knocked. He raised his head slightly, got up, stood up and opened the door.

Lin Yifan stood at the door, slightly drooping his eyes, clenching the corners of his clothes with both hands, as if he wanted to say something. There was something different in her expression. She could not hide anything in her heart. If there was something on her mind, just look at her face.

"I have something to tell you." She hesitated for a moment, but she spoke slowly. Her white face couldn't help throwing up red clouds.

"It's too late today. Go back first. If you have anything to say tomorrow." Fu even Zun guessed in his heart that nine times out of ten, turned his face to one side and said something impatiently. He didn't seem to want to hear much.

"No, I'm leaving tomorrow. I must make it clear tonight." Lin Yifan has always been a dead hearted person. Since she has decided to say it, she must say it in detail, otherwise she can't even sleep well.

Before Fu even gave in, she got into the room from the gap on one side. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes dodged slightly, and her long hair hung on her chest, blocking half of her face.

"If you have anything to say, I'll have a rest." Fu even Zun urged one side, stood a little farther away from her, looked out of the window, and looked a little dignified.

"I, I like you. I've loved you since I first saw you in the hospital. I know you have someone else in your heart. You can't accept me so soon. It doesn't matter. I can wait. When you completely put her down, think about me slowly. I've been waiting for the past two years. Even if I wait for another ten or twenty years, I'm willing to wait for you." As Lin Yifan said, her face was burning and red. She obviously had exhausted all her courage and couldn't help breathing.

"You've been waiting for two years. Do you think I can put her down?" Fu uniform Zun did not make much response. His thin lips opened gently. Just this simple sentence, which could not be simpler, completely pushed her into the bottom of the valley. There was no temperature in her long and narrow eyes.

"I think there is nothing in the world that can't be put down. It's just a matter of time." Lin Yifan's eyes are full of determination. Maybe it's true for a little girl like her who hasn't experienced personnel, but it's completely inappropriate to use it on him.

"Really?" Then I tell you, there are always things in this world that can't be diluted and erased no matter how long. I can't accept other women except her. Go out and don't say that again in the future. " He turned around slowly, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, his expression was full of firmness, raised his head slightly, and gave her no chance at all.

"I won't give up. You wait. One day you will put her down." Lin Yifan clenched his fist and met his eyes. His eyes were full of stubbornness, no hesitation, and he was very serious. Then he turned around and was about to go out.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm married and have children? Are you sure you really know me?" Behind her, Fu opened his mouth quietly, and his deep voice echoed in the room, touching her sensitive nerves.

"What?! do you really..." Lin Yifan was so worried that she couldn't help but be stunned. The corners of her mouth twitched and her voice choked. This was something she didn't think of. She thought Fu qiaozun was a single man who came out to find his beloved. She didn't think he would have a family. Although she always loved him in her heart, But the most basic ethics and morality are still clear. No matter what, you can't be a junior.

"Yes, it's true. I'm married in China. My children should be more than seven years old now. How, unexpectedly, do you still want to go home with me now?" Fu qizun didn't want to say this, but he really didn't want to delay Lin Yifan. He knew Lin Yifan was a good girl. She should have her own life and shouldn't spend her time on him.