Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

"Okay, I will return the money to you, but there is no need to transfer the money. Since you have said that I am not qualified to take the money, why don't you want me to take over the money from your mother? Return the check to you unopened?"

Huo Yan only thought that she was provoking, "Three days, after three days, if you haven't returned, I will report you for fraud."

Huo Yan, you are really ruthless.

The fingernails were embedded in the flesh, and he pinched himself hard, as if he wanted to press the scar on his palm into the flesh.

No one knows how lucky she was when she left this scar.

Two scars, in exchange for Huo Yan's life, she thinks it's worth it.

But now, she regrets it very much, she should have let Huo Yan hit the tip of the knife in the first place.

She really wanted to see if this person's blood was black.

There is no longer any friendship, and the only remaining feeling is now completely gone, only resentment remains.

"You don't have to wait for three days. I'll transfer the money to you now. I don't want any money from your Huo family. I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty."

The 300 million was transferred to the account sent by Huo Yan. Seeing the notification that the transfer was successful, Lu Qiao smiled.

Huo Yan, ten years of love, in the end, it finally turned into what it is now, are you satisfied?

You can no longer look back, you don't love each other, you only kill each other, are you satisfied with this situation of life and death?
Walking out of the bank, singing is playing in a coffee shop next door, and the ethereal voice is singing.

"If the past is worthy of nostalgia
Don't settle your suspicions too quickly

Who is willing to be like this
no attachment to each other

we owe each other

otherwise why nostalgia

......"

Huo Yan, the past is not worth remembering. We owe each other not for mutual remembrance, but for resentment.

Once, I loved you as you love me.

Now, may we love and kill each other, I hate you as you hate me.

Hatred into the bone marrow, hatred into the blood, engraved into the soul, no one should forget.

The last secret was accepted by Huo Yan in a ridiculous way.

There was nothing left, her heart was empty and clean, Lu Qiao felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

Looking up at the sky, the sky darkened at some point, the clouds were densely covered, and a feeling of oppression came over his face, it seemed that it was going to rain.

Just as he was thinking, a drop of water fell from the sky and landed on his eyes.

Subconsciously closed his eyes, the raindrops fell on the eyelids, a little painful, and slowly slid down towards the temples, dragging out long water marks, which looked like a drop of tears.

Lu Qiao wiped it off with her hand. Looking at the water droplets left on her fingertips, she was stunned, and her heart felt sore after realizing it.

Ten years, how many decades can there be in life, such a long time, it is used to like this person, it is not just a relationship that can be separated and reunited, it is integrated into the blood and becomes a part of the body.

It's easy to let go, but how easy is it to really get rid of him?

It's more than just a broken bone, it's already cost her half her life.

The heavy rain fell without warning, as if a basin of water had been poured from the sky onto the human world. In an instant, the clothes were wet and the heart was completely cooled.

The road beside her hurriedly passed by her, but Lu Qiao still stood there, motionless as if in a trance.

This scene is really like a classic scene in those goofy dramas.

When the hero and heroine are hurt, there must be a heavy rain.