Your Miss Su is blackened

What's more, she is still pregnant with a child in her stomach.

Pregnant women are sensitive and fragile, they are held in the palm of the hand and cared for, but what about her?
All she got was endless trampling.

It's so sad.

Now that it's all so pathetic, what else can she do to be brave?

Didn't Fu Moxing always want to see her weak?

Then she will show him now.

After he saw it, he was satisfied, so he could let her go, and he would never try his best to torture her and disgust her again? !
In fact, thinking about it, she didn't understand the reason for her stubbornness all these years.

Nothing was exchanged, except for the bruises all over his body.

But what about Fu Moxing? !

He will always live chicly.

When Su Ling'er didn't come back, he had Miss Yang, Miss Lin, all kinds of messy ladies, women around him, and his wife, who was squeezed by him from time to time.

Later, when Su Ling'er came back, he was accompanied by his beloved sweetheart.

He really didn't treat himself badly from beginning to end.

In the past two years, she, Su Wan, was the only one who lost.

Whether it's the kidney that was taken out after being forced to sign the surgery, or the aborted child, or Fu Moxing's verbal harm to her, or even this marriage cage.

In every case, she lost completely.

Fu Moxing looked at the woman on the bed who couldn't stop her tears. There was no irritability between her brows, but she felt a pain in her heart and difficulty breathing.

He took out two pieces of paper from the bedside table, trying to wipe her tears.

But before her hand touched her face, the woman dodged like a snake.

She moved aside, turned around and curled up under the quilt, like a frightened bird.

A trace of unbearableness crossed the man's brow.

How did she become like this? !

Is it thanks to him? !
Fu Moxing frowned so much that water dripped out, looked at the woman and said, "Su Wan, I won't touch you."

The latter spoke directly, with an unavoidable cry in his voice, but his tone of voice was angry: "Get out, I don't want to see you..."

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, not to care about a woman who was crying all over the place.

Su Wan turned her back to him, crying extremely aggrieved.

Tears wet the pillow, but she didn't want to move it, and change to a drier, more comfortable position.

At some point, the man's footsteps sounded.

Then, the door slammed.

The bedroom was quiet, except for her sobbing, there was no second sound to be heard.

The time is getting longer and longer.

Su Wan slowly became tired from crying, and then fell asleep in a daze.

……

Downstairs living room.

As soon as Fu Moxing sat down on the sofa, he began to smoke continuously.

His eyes were extremely dark, and a certain part of his heart sank, like a swamp, it kept sinking, and then fell deeper, but he couldn't say or describe what it felt like.

At about 04:30, the man's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, it was Lin Jiayan.

He picked it up calmly, with no emotion in his voice, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mo Xing, isn't today your birthday? At eight o'clock in the evening, Room 203 of the Blue Lake Bar, remember to come here."

He was not in the mood, and directly refused: "No need."

But Lin Jiayan was not so easy to deal with.

He smiled lightly and said, "Why are you so boring? Brothers haven't been together for a long time, and Xiheng will also go. If you don't want your wife to be alone at home, you can bring her over. The dinner and card games will end in a few hours. Well, it’s also a birthday.”