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"Before I got married, I went out with my husband to buy a new house. He felt that the house under his name was good, but it lacked a lot of human touch and was not suitable for girls, so he bought this house specially. In the eyes of my husband, a girl is even It is powerful and should be protected as a matter of course.”

Xu Ruolan looked at him in shock, she didn't know this kind of thing at all.

"I asked my husband what he wanted to decorate, and he said, just follow your fiancée's preferences. He went to investigate your affairs, and personally chose the style of wall painting, decoration style, and all the color schemes according to your preference. Decorated to your liking. But you seem to think otherwise."

"He has always disliked the hustle and bustle of the city, and he also favors a simple and elegant style, but because of you, the hostess, he accommodates you and lives in the urban area, in a sweet and lovely house."

"Once he chooses to get married, he is ready to spend his whole life with you. He will try to like you and cherish you. This will be your love nest, and he will grow old with you in the end, full of children and grandchildren."

Xu Ruolan listened in a daze, tears rolled down her eyes, she had been looking forward to their marriage so much, and now she was finally disappointed, but suddenly someone told her that he had done so much for him.

He didn't tell her anything, she didn't know what he did for her, but she used her ignorance to hurt him.

"There are still books you read on the bookshelf in his study. He once asked me how to draw a sailboat to look good. I told him how to draw it. Later, the sailboat appeared in the castle in the suburbs, with blue birds and flying fish. It looks... …nondescript."

"In the empty room behind the fifth door that hasn't been figured out yet what to use, you all worked together to paint it."

"He has never liked to touch oil paints because he is allergic. It was originally a secret base for my husband and I, but because of one of your whimsical ideas, he accompanied you to paint an oil painting on the wall. His life has been destroyed. You're completely infiltrated, modified beyond recognition, and you're not enough."

Du Wenyuan's voice overflowed with a trace of hostility.

Xu Ruolan was sobbing, why didn't she know?

At that time, he was working in the study, and she was drawing on the wall next to him. Later, she dragged him out and said that we would draw together, you draw sails, I draw the sky, you draw the sea, and I draw birds.

He said yes.

She said that she wanted to paint a wall and paint together.

He said yes.

So I took her there and really painted a picture on the wall.

Later, their small western-style building replaced a lot of furniture, comfortable and lovely sofas, fresh curtains, lively ornaments, crisp wind chimes...  

The vines at the back of the house were pulled out and plowed out to plant various flowers and plants, pansies, cosmoses, tulips, orchids.

It was her, she took him to dig the soil and transplant the plants together, in the pretense of building a beautiful homeland, and then he smiled and said yes.

After cleaning for a long time, she still thought it was so hypocritical that he didn't work his limbs and didn't distinguish between grains and grains. He didn't refute, just smiled lightly.

Yeah, it's really changed beyond recognition.

"Mr. clearly put his sincerity in front of you, but you buried it with your own hands."

"Mr. is simple and doesn't know how to get along with his wife, but he has been learning, learning how to please his wife, how to be a husband, how to be a man."

"He doesn't know how to take the initiative, but only knows how to obey. He always promises to live according to other people's wishes. But he also has his own stubbornness. He looks forward to love, likes people saying he loves him, and wants to live with someone in his heart."

"And you, you obviously like Mr., why don't you say it? You don't have to say it, as long as you take the initiative to contact him, Mr. has never rejected your closeness. Mr. is obviously working hard, why can't you see his goodness, why? How about making your husband show such a distraught expression?"

Du Wenyuan's eyes were very cold, falling on Xu Ruolan like ice scum.

Xu Ruolan bit her lip, she shook her head vigorously: "I'm not getting a divorce anymore, I'll make it clear to him, and express my feelings to him..."

Du Wenyuan interrupted her coldly, with a very cold tone: "You really like this man, Mr., and not Luo Menghui's elegant shell? Are you sure you regard him as a husband, not a gentleman who needs to be worshiped? You Are you sure you regard him as a man you can rely on, not just a bridge for you to fantasize about love?"

Du Wenhuan touched his wind-torn hair, took a deep breath, and there was something far away in his eyes.

His god son is because he became like this, and he is fully responsible.

He is obviously the most ruthless product in the world, but he killed such an important son of God. In order to pay for his sin, he came here, but turned that Tianyan into Du Wenhuan, like a human being.

Whenever his god son showed that helpless look, he wanted to strip that existence, wanted his god son to get rid of that emotion and become happy.

The broken way of heaven...in fact, it also includes him.

"His partner, I have always preferred men, because men have a sense of responsibility and desire to control. Women are weak and used to being manipulated. At that time, I thought about clarifying the farce, but everyone must learn to be strong, and you are the same. So does sir."

Du Wenyuan lowered his eyes, but he acted too hastily. Xu Ruolan's strength was only tempered when she was forced to be alone, not because of a marriage that could fulfill her princess dream.

He sighed, and his tone softened: "As long as you take the initiative, he will like you desperately, accommodate you, and let you control his whole life. However, in this relationship, you chose to escape and Bear it. Mr. is obedient and ignorant, so he needs someone to take care of his life. It used to be me, but I hoped it would be you, which is a pity."

"He has been working hard and obeying. He is like a child, obeying orders has become his instinct. He was capable enough to get rid of the old man, but he still chose to obey and do the best for his heir. In fact, He doesn’t necessarily like power and money, he doesn’t necessarily like such a busy life. So I did for him what he didn’t like but wanted to do. Because I’m here because he’s here.”

The same is true for the goddess, obviously his power is so strong that it surpasses all the gods, but her words and eyes can make him happy, and then he will work harder.

"Before your marriage contract was concluded, I never asked his opinion. He also said yes to the absurd practice of marrying a stranger. There is nothing you don't like and I don't want to. Marriage is, and divorce is also."

Du Wenyuan didn't give Xu Ruolan a chance to speak at all. In his opinion, as long as she had to tell her, how to choose was her own business.

For this woman who hurt her husband, he didn't want to hear her sophistry at all: "You seem to want to take revenge on your husband, why? Did you feel sorry for you, sir?"

"For four months, you were waiting for the day when your husband would take the initiative to kiss you, caress you, and become one body with you. You wanted to realize the dream of happiness for you and his prince and princess, but you personally pulled the distance between you .”

"But my husband keeps showing a helpless look in front of me. He has been trying to meet all your needs, to eliminate the barriers between you, to let you abandon your so-called self-esteem, and to let you He sees him as an ordinary man, not the most elegant gentleman of the Luo family, what about you?"

"What are you doing? You are dreaming illusory dreams. My husband wants to get close to you, but you are keeping away from him. Who personally ruined this marriage?"

"You are not suitable for Mr., you are destined to have another man who is willing to share weal and woe with you, who will pamper you and have sex with you. Mr. will also have a man who will bluntly and boldly say that he loves him. Now that they are divorced , will go their separate ways, what reason do you have to show such an embarrassing expression?"

Xu Ruolan's face was pale, she shook her head vigorously and wanted to say that she could do it, she would not hurt him so ignorantly, but she had no chance, she couldn't even speak.

"Mister is not afraid of your revenge, but you have to know that maybe he will be soft on you because of the divorce, but I am his sword."

"A sword that will kill for him."

It can be said that there was no threat in this sentence, Du Wenhuan untied the little spell on her lips, and walked away.

He still has to comfort the injured husband, and he doesn't have time to watch her suffering here.

Du Wenhuan looked at Luo Menghui, who was sitting on the chair, who seemed to be depressed and seemed to be unable to figure out something, quietly withdrew, and made a phone call after walking a distance: "Master Xu San, if you can, you can temporarily send Mr. Bring back your painting?"

"Oh, no, you misunderstood. Mr. is very distressed and in a bad mood. Looking at that painting will make you feel better."

"Oh, just send it to the castle where you see the exhibition in the suburbs, and I will bring Mr. over here."

After hanging up the phone, Du Wenyuan evoked a charming smile. A person as straightforward as this should be given a chance.

He went back to the small study, and sat opposite him, pinching the flesh on both sides of Luo Menghui's cheeks affectionately, which made him look very ridiculous: "Sir, your sadness is just like your expression now, let me Just looking at it makes me want to laugh at it.”

"Why didn't she say it until now?" Luo Menghui didn't refuse Du Wenhuan's pull, looking very frustrated.

"Mr. has done a lot of things for her, will you tell them all?"

"No." Luo Menghui shook his head lightly, talking too much would seem cumbersome and hypocritical.

"That's the same. Girls have the reserve of girls, and they won't spread their love, love, and love. It's not all your fault, it's just that you haven't met someone who is suitable for you. Now that you have worked hard, loss becomes a joke."

"You said...... Is it because I'm not the leading actor?"

"What kind of idea is this?" Du Wenyuan was extremely funny.

"Isn't the heroine destined to be with the hero?"

"Haha, it seems to be true to say so, and there is no need to blame yourself like this, sir. You are indeed not her hero."

"En." Luo Meng felt better in his heart, although there were still some dense sourness, but at least he was not particularly disappointed.

He unconsciously stroked the beads on his wrist, then fell into thought.

"Let's go. Go to the suburbs. Master Xu San has already sent your paintings there, and you still have the promise you made to him." Du Wenyuan's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Yes, let's go."