Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Fu Zhenzhen doesn't have any other relatives here. It's too cold to live alone. She also likes Wan Wan, so she stayed here. Mu Yansheng completely regarded her as her mother-in-law and treated her with courtesy, which also makes Fu Zhenzhen very comfortable.

That day, she just came back from the outside. There was a small envelope of oil kraft paper on the mailbox at the door. She went straight over and had some doubts in her heart. This mailbox had not been used for a long time and there was no letter. After all, now the communication is developed, and the original way of communication such as letter writing has been gradually eliminated.

She opened the envelope and pulled out the neatly folded white paper. On it, lines of words were written in black ink. The handwriting was straight and neat and pleasing to the eye.

"Hello, Yan Sheng.

When you see this letter, my life is coming to an end. When I first met you in my teens, I was closely connected with your destiny. Over the years, I have done many wrong things and hurt you. Calculate you. Now I have been punished. I want to ask for your forgiveness, but I find that I have no qualification for extravagance.

Yan Sheng, I regret many things in my life. I regret coming back, destroying your life and threatening you with your children, but I never regret loving you and still loving you. I've done so many crazy things, and now I'm still saying I love you. Do you think it's ridiculous?

I have fantasized about your smile and the way you married and had children with me for countless times. It's like a mental illness with paranoia. I've only survived by thinking about you in recent years.

I know you are living happily with Fu qizun now. You have two children and a peaceful life. This has always been what you yearn for. What I can't give you is finally given to you, and I have been completely out. Maybe there will be layers of weeds on my grave soon. I don't ask you to burn a handful of paper money for me at Qingming, Just ask you to think of my good when it rains.

Yan Sheng, you must be happy. If Fu qizun hurts you and makes you unhappy, go to my grave and tell me that I will help you teach him a lesson.

Well, I've finished what I want to say. In fact, I've organized many languages in my heart before, but I don't know what to say when I write. Yan Sheng, I'm sorry for you all my life. If you still want to meet me in the next life, you must double your compensation. "

A drop of hot tears slipped slowly from the corner of his eyes. Mu Yansheng didn't know why he was crying. He just felt that his chest was very stuffy. It seemed that there were thousands of emotions surging up and wanted to vent, but he didn't know what to do.

"Yan Sheng, what are you doing standing here? Come on in." Fu Zhenzhen was about to take Wan Wan out for a walk. As soon as she opened the door, she found her and said something in doubt, which made her suddenly return to her mind.

She sucked her nose, raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes. She hung her head in silence and squeezed in from the edge of the door, as if she were hiding something.

She put the letter on the bedside table and her chest was suffocated. Du Xunsheng deliberately sent her the letter. Presumably something had happened. She saw deep despair between his lines. She wanted to call Fu qiaozun to ask, but she picked up her cell phone and put it down.

In the afternoon, after finishing the work at hand, Fu uniform Zun came back directly. Looking at her state, it seemed that she was not quite right. She seemed to think of something in her heart. She looked dignified immediately, walked to her side, but inadvertently glimpsed the letter.

"What happened to Du Xunsheng? Did something happen to him?" Before he could speak, she couldn't wait to ask. She was in a bad mood for most of the day. Although Du Xunsheng did hurt her a lot and made her suffer a lot, she still can't completely ignore it now.

"Yes, he has gastric cancer. He shouldn't have much time." Fu even Zun didn't shy away at all and spoke directly. In fact, he knew about it a week ago. He had been looking for opportunities to tell her. Unexpectedly, she knew it before he found a suitable opportunity.

"Is he still in prison?" Mu Yansheng raised his head. His eyes were slightly wet. Bei teeth bit his lower lip and stood up straight. His face was very ugly.

"He has been sent to the hospital and is being treated." Fu uniform Zun surrounded her waist and slowly hugged her into his arms. Her forehead leaned against his shoulder and couldn't help sobbing in a low voice. Her shoulders trembled slightly, her hands pressed his sleeves tightly, and bursts of white appeared between her joints.

Fu uniform Zun didn't speak, but silently held her. His thick palm gently stroked her soft hair. His sword eyebrows were slightly frowned. Bursts of sadness appeared in his deep eyes. Du Xunsheng was also his family after all. Now he was walking towards death step by step. How could he not be touched in his heart.

"Let's go and see him tomorrow." He slowly came to her ear and gently lifted the broken hair on her temples. The warm breath surrounded her ears, crispy and itchy, like thousands of ants eroding back and forth on her auricles.

"OK." She nodded slightly and answered softly. In fact, she also wanted to tell him this, but she didn't expect him to speak in front of her.

She gave the letter to Fu uniform Zun. He just glanced at it roughly without much expression. For him, no matter what Du Xunsheng did, it was just a struggle before he died, and this letter was Du Xunsheng's last wish.

Instead of throwing the letter away immediately, she folded it and put it back in the envelope. She opened the compartment of the cabinet and put it in. In the compartment, there were all the things she cherished, such as the jade bracelet left by Shen Hui. Although she no longer had that feeling for Du Xunsheng, she could not say that she was completely relieved of Du Xunsheng's true feelings before his death, But he cherished it very much.

Fu even Zun knew what she did and didn't stop it. He has never been a generous man in this regard, but now he thinks it's natural. In fact, he's not completely right from beginning to end. The Fu family owes Du Xunsheng. He hasn't finished yet. Unexpectedly, Du Xunsheng can't wait.

Early the next morning, Mu Yansheng got out of bed with him. She changed into a black-and-white dress. She looked particularly clean, but the style did not lose vitality. She sat in front of the dressing table, painted a light make-up, selected several kinds of appropriate jewelry and wore it on her body, which looked much more lively.