Your Miss Su is blackened

Shizheng, "..."

She turned her face away and didn't answer.

The man's voice continued: "In the end, didn't I propose marriage according to your request? I knew that you would refuse, and I knew that your purpose of inducing my proposal was to refuse me, but I did it anyway."

Speaking of this, he sighed helplessly in his throat: "Why do you say I did this, huh?"

Of course Shizheng would not answer his question.

Fu Moxing looked at her unmoved face, and the anger in his heart grew deeper.

As a result, the strength in his hands deepened unconsciously.

She frowned in pain.

Seeing the change in her face, the man felt distressed in his eyes.

Although he hated and was angry, he still relaxed.

Fu Moxing took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, then squinted at Shizheng with complicated eyes and a low voice: "Azheng, you don't know how much I wish you would agree to it at that time." me."

After the words fell, he withdrew his gaze.

It seems that she is sure that she will not leave tonight.

The man walked with long legs to the sofa where the ashtray was placed in the bedroom, sat down, and flicked the ash.

Shizheng stands where she is, neither walking nor staying.

Fu Moxing's voice sounded behind him: "If you know me, you should know that there are some things that I don't understand, so I won't let it go. If you are smart, let me make it clear now. What I can guarantee is that I will send you out of here tomorrow. Go back to the place you want to go back to. Of course, if Yanyan needs it, I am willing to act as his father for the last time and send him to school."

There is arrogance and arrogance in these words.

Shizheng's hand holding the suitcase lever tightened slightly.

After a moment's hesitation, she turned around.

The woman let go of the suitcase, calmly walked to the sofa and stood still.

She looked down at him who was surrounded by smoke, and slightly curled her lips: "Actually, Mr. Fu should also guess it."

"You said it, and then I know if I guessed correctly." He was very indifferent.

Shizheng nodded seriously, and then said: "When I approached you at the beginning, you knew that I had a purpose. Later, because of my eyes similar to your ex-wife, you accepted me and we had sex. This is you and me. Boss Fu should have no objection to something he knows well?"

Fu Moxing raised his eyes and glanced at her, silent.

She didn't understand what he meant, and continued: "During this time, Mr. Fu has been using me as a substitute for your ex-wife, and I, my purpose is just to use you to suppress Su Linger. Now Su Linger has what she deserves. Now, your use value to me has also been drained, so what else can you do if you don't break up?"

The man's eyes finally fluctuated a bit: "So you don't have the slightest affection for me?"

"Except for thinking that Mr. Fu is good in bed, I really don't find anything about you that I like."

Fu Moxing stopped smoking.

His eyes became more complicated, and he asked inexplicably: "Then, what is the reason why you suppressed Ling'er?"

She twitched the corner of her mouth: "There is hatred, why else?"

Hearing this, the man's eyebrows twitched.

All the blood in his body seemed to be mobilized by the word "Chou".

Fu Moxing frowned thickly: "What hatred?"

Shizheng noticed the change in his expression, and smiled lightly: "She once cut off one of my dramas, and when I was not very famous, she used the name of Mr. Fu to snatch my lead actress , so I hate her till now, and then F&S chose me to cooperate, and the idea of ​​taking advantage of Mr. Fu's revenge came out unstoppably, and then I did as I wanted, for her, to use you."