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Chapter 1869

She angrily slapped the note in his face.

No wonder he suddenly had an enlightenment when he spoke tonight.

She was almost touched.

asshole.

Song Rong felt like a bucket of cold water was poured down on his head, and he now seemed to see an erupting mountain of flames.

My whole body was almost sweating.

"No...no, please listen to my explanation..."

"Stop explaining." Lin Fanyue stood up, her eyes full of disappointment, and she didn't know whether it was for him or for herself that she was so slightly happy just now.

"You even have to write a small note to confess to me. You don't like me at all, so you can't tell me how you feel about me. Let me tell you, you didn't write this small note yourself, right?

I found someone who is a master of love, probably Ji Ziyuan. He has talked to so many women, so he must have a lot of experience."

Song Rongshi called out "unjustly".

"Then do you dare to swear to God that you wrote this yourself?" Lin Fanyue stared at him with a sneer.

"..."

Song Rongshi's eyes flashed.

Lin Fanyue pushed him away and turned away, not even wanting to eat.

"Hey, don't leave." Song Rongshi hurriedly caught up, "I admit that Zi Yuan wrote that note for me, but some of the words were also my inner feelings. I didn't ask him to write them on purpose.

I’m afraid that if I say something bad, you won’t be moved..."

"Then, did Ji Ziyuan write you a small note when you proposed to Ning Lexia?" Lin Fanyue suddenly stopped and asked angrily, "I'm afraid it's not necessary."

Song Rongshi opened her mouth, "It was indeed not that time..."

"Okay, since you know it yourself, you must understand how superficial your love is."

Lin Fanyue was really angry and found it ridiculous. She was not bad at all. She couldn't even compare to Ning Lexia. "If you memorized the contents of the note before and didn't secretly put it on your sleeve to read, I would

You won’t be so angry. Since you want to pursue me, please be more careful. You can’t just change your clothes, car, and play the violin to make a woman happy.”

Song Rongshi complained incessantly. Seeing her walking further and further away, he became more and more anxious.

"Fanyue, don't leave."

He pulled her hard and clearly saw the disappointment in her eyes. He felt that if she really walked out of this door, the two of them might really be doomed in the future. "Actually, I remember the content. I'm afraid that I will be too nervous when facing you.

......."

"Stop talking, I won't believe you anymore."

Lin Fanyue pushed for a long time without pushing away, and finally exploded, "Song Rongshi, I am not a fool, you said you like me, you just want to trick me into staying so that Yueyue can have a family, and by the way, let me give

Warm the bed. You have loved people and you know what love is. For Ning Lexia, that is love. For me, you are just a suitable marriage partner who happens to be the biological mother of your child. You are too lazy to bother.

I understand how you feel, and sometimes I'm too lazy to bother. As long as we get along harmoniously, and you don't always hurt me or irritate me, I can maintain a respectful marriage with you, but you can't cheat in the name of love.

I."

"I don't. I admit that it was like this when I first got married. I think my parents like you and you are pregnant again, so you are a suitable marriage partner..."

Song Rongshi was so regretful that she didn't expect to bring such a big misunderstanding to Lin Fanyue, "But I really like you now. People have feelings. I get along with you day and night. I like how you feel at home. If

When you're not here, I can't help but look for you everywhere. I also like our family of three to stay together. I used to like eating, drinking and having fun, but now that you mother and daughter are here, I have no interest at all."

"That's enough, I don't want to hear it."

Lin Fanyue couldn't figure out which of his words was true and which was false.


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