It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

About 5 minutes later, the bedroom door was kicked open. At that time, Xiang Elegy was taking off his coat in the cloakroom. Seeing Fu Chengxun's handsome face full of anger, she glanced lightly, and then took it away. Looking at it, as if nothing happened, he hung the clothes in the closet and took off the scarf around his neck.

"Xiang Elegy, why do you have such a cold attitude towards my mother?" A low and sullen male voice rang in his ear, raised his eyes to Elegy, and looked in Fu Chengxun's direction.

"Does Mr. Fu misunderstand the word coldness?" She asked herself, although her attitude towards Gu Nuanyang was not as friendly as before, it was not as cold as Fu Chengxun said.

"That's not what indifference is, Xiang Elegy, don't think that my mother treats you well, you will have nothing to worry about, let me tell you, my mother has been deceived by you all the time, thinking that you are a kind person, but in fact you are such a kind person." , is a vicious, ruthless woman."

Xiang Elegy looked at Fu Chengxun coldly: "Oh, the methods are vicious and ruthless. Mr. Fu really wished that all the vicious words in the dictionary could be used to describe me."

"Aren't you such a person?"

"Yes." Xiang Elegy suddenly raised his voice, his eyes were cold, and his tone was stinging: "I am such a cruel person. Didn't Mr. Fu know it a long time ago? From Mr. Fu's point of view, I am the chief culprit who killed your favorite person." Well, so Mr. Fu already knew what kind of person I am? Now that he knows, why do you come to tell me these things? Do you want me to applaud Mr. Fu enthusiastically to express my agreement? "

Surprise flashed in Fu Chengxun's eyes, she admitted that she was such a person so easily.

He looked at her fixedly, with a sneering tone: "Xiang Yange, don't you always feel that you are wronged? Why did you admit the crime you committed so simply?"

Xiang Elegy lifted his lips and sneered: "Isn't this what Mr. Fu has always wanted to hear? Why, I have told Mr. Fu, and Mr. Fu is not satisfied?"

Fu Chengxun's black eyes flickered slightly, and then he said in a concentrated voice: "Yes, you are such a person, Xiang Elegy, you really have nothing to be pitied about."

Pitiful?
Xiang Elegy's heart was like being pierced and pulled out by a knife made of thorns. She was about to stop breathing in pain, but she still smiled and looked back at Fu Chengxun.

"Poor? Do I need Mr. Fu's pity? Aren't I responsible for all this? Where do I need Mr. Fu's pity?"

It was her own fault, Zeng naively thought that after marrying him, she could touch him and let him see her goodness.

But later, the bone-piercing injury, everything, was her own fault, so there was no need for his pity.

Facing the counterattack to the elegy, Fu Chengxun's jaw tightened. He didn't go in, but stood at the door, his bloodthirsty eyes locked on her.

"Xiang Elegy, I really feel sorry for my mother for worrying about you for so many years. People like you are not worthy of her heart. From today onwards, I will let my mother not see you again, because of you, I don't deserve her love."

After Fu Chengxun finished speaking, he slammed the door and walked out.

There was a loud noise from the bedrooms, and Xiang Elegy felt his heart shrink accordingly.