Your Miss Su is blackened

When she turned her head and looked at him coldly, the man frowned and reminded: "We will get divorced tomorrow, and now you are still my wife, Fu Moxing."

Su Wan asked lightly, "So?"

"Since my wife doesn't want to have dinner with me, as your husband, I will let you. I'm leaving now. You can have dinner with Miss Wen."

Su Wan broke away from his big palm holding her wrist, and pulled her lips together and said, "Okay."

Fu Moxing stared at her, so close at hand.

But he couldn't understand her.

Maybe there is nothing to understand.

He hurt her time and time again, choosing between her and Su Ling'er to save Su Ling'er.

She despaired of him, resentful.

But so.

Su Wan probably saw him standing there, staring at her with no intention of leaving, and urged impatiently: "Hurry up, my parents will come over for dinner soon, I guess they won't want to see you either .”

Fu Moxing's thoughts were interrupted by her words.

He stared at the woman's eyes and moved: "Xiaowan, are you really not giving me a chance?"

Su Wan snorted slightly, and asked back, "Opportunity? Now I feel disgusted when I see you, and I lose my appetite when I hear your name. What more opportunities do you want?"

"I deleted Ling'er's contact information, and I won't talk to her again whether she is dead or alive."

"so what?!"

The man's eyes were deep and gloomy, and he, who has always been bad at expressing his emotions on his face, still showed his helplessness and depression at this moment: "It's nothing, if you want to stay away from me forever, I will avoid you in the future Let's go, whatever you want, I will cooperate."

"Thank you, now, I want you to go quickly."

"Okay, I'll go."

After saying a word, instead of turning around, Fu Moxing raised his foot and stepped forward, hugging Su Wan into his arms.

She began to struggle violently, and said three words in a cold and icy voice: "Let me go!"

He quickly let go of her, staring at her with deep ugly eyes, seeing the disgust and defense on her face, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Some things need not be said anymore.

Fu Moxing understood.

She hated him, disliked him, even... loathed him.

The man finally turned around and left.

Wen Ying came over to Su Wan's side, and asked cautiously, "Wanwan, are you okay?"

Su Wan looked at her, restraining the complex emotions in her heart: "It's okay, I'm fine. Xiaoying, help me to sit on the sofa, I have to calm down, my parents will have dinner with us later. "

"Okay, okay." Wen Ying hurriedly responded, helping her to walk over and sit down.

She took Su Wan's hand and asked resentfully: "If Mr. Fu really changes his past this time and doesn't care about Su Ling'er anymore, will you consider forgiving him?"

The latter shook his head: "I'm tired of Xiaoying, and I don't want to be entangled with him for another minute. I would rather die alone than be moved by a man again. What's more, he still puts me at critical moments so many times. The man at the end."

Saying that, Su Guan pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth.

She couldn't count the number of times she fell into Fu Moxing's hands.

If she still believed in him, she was really hopeless.

Wen Ying held her in her arms.

Thinking of the relationship between myself and Lin Jiayan, and then looking at Su Wan and Fu Moxing...

There was a trace of sadness in her heart.

Heartbroken for both of them.

Wen Ying patted her on the back lightly: "Wanwan, everything will be fine, I will carry it with you."