After the divorce: The president can no longer control the young mistress

Chapter 511 Distressed~
That's it.

If leaving him is what she wants, then he... let her do it.

But why does my heart still hurt like that?

If he just lets go, he will never have her again in his life.

Fu Huaijin clenched her fists tightly, and finally hit the glass wall behind her with her fist.

The glass wall was bulletproof, but it still cracked when he punched it, and the blood on the back of his hand dripped down his fingers onto the off-white carpet.

Drop by drop, the infection spread and blurred his vision.

"Master, are you really not going after him?"

Qin Huai appeared in front of him, looking at the man curled up with his head in his arms, it was the first time he had seen such an extremely fragile side of a man so far.

Qin Huai looked at him for a while with a complicated expression, and said:

"Master, since you have recovered your memory, you should explain everything to Ms. Sheng clearly. You explain to her clearly and express your regret to her. If you keep her like that, she is still unwilling to stay. You It's never too late to let go."

Qin Huai's words instantly ignited Fu Huaijin's last obsession.

He got up and stood up.

He quickly recovered his emotions, and told Qin Huai with red eyes: "Surround the whole city!"

"Yes."

……

Before Sheng Chaomu arrived at the airport, he was forcibly stopped by a mighty convoy.

On the viaduct, it was already full of cars at this time, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Sheng Chaomu looked out of the car window, the pupils of the tall and straight man surrounded by the crowd shrank heavily.

How could this be?
Didn't he already fell asleep?
Because Sheng Chaomu couldn't believe it, his pupils shrank violently, and his whole body became uncontrollably terrified because of the man's fierce aura.

It was hard for her to imagine whether he would drag her out and throw her into the turbulent Emperor River next.

She was so scared in her heart, but she was so calm.

The driver had already abandoned the car and fled because of fear. He didn't even close the door when he ran away.

Sheng Chaomu knew that he couldn't fly now.

She took a deep breath, and when Fu Huaijin walked to her car, she opened the door and got out of the car.

The wind on the viaduct was very strong, and the wind blew and bulged her clothes.

She looked at the man who had already walked in front of her, pursed her lips, and said, "How did you... avoid the sleeping pills I took?"

Her face was pale and her eyes were calm.

Fu Huaijin looked at her without saying a word, deep in the dark pupils of her eyes rolled with strong emotion.

Sheng Chaomu bit his lip, feeling sore and sad that he couldn't explain.

The wind was getting stronger, and black clouds rolled in the distant sky, and thunder roared when the black clouds collided.

After a while, big raindrops splashed down from above their heads.

In less than half a minute, they were soaked through, but none of them proposed to take shelter from the rain.

The torrential rain washed over their faces, and the rain curtain was so dense that they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but their breaths were so close that they were entangled together.

During the ups and downs of panting, Sheng Chaomu still couldn't bear the heavy rain and broke the silence between each other.

She said, "I'm a little cold, why don't you tell me in the car?"

At this moment, Fu Huaijin turned and walked towards her car.

Sheng Chaomu looked at his back that quickly disappeared into the rain, and hesitated for nearly half a minute before following him.

The heater was turned on in the car, but it was stuffier than outside.

Sheng Chaomu sat in the car and took the big towel handed over by the man to wipe off the rain from his hair and face, then said in a cool and indifferent tone, "I don't want to go back with you."

Fu Huaijin's face was so cold that frost would condense in the next second, but his voice was so calm, "What if I don't agree."

Sheng Zhaomu looked at him with red eyes, and after a while, her eyes turned to the bridge behind him, "Then I will probably jump into the river."

As soon as these words came out, the air immediately fell into a tense atmosphere.

After nearly 2 minutes, the man said coldly: "What if I tell you that I have recovered my memory?"

Sheng Chaomu's eyes moved slightly, and she pursed her lips. After a while, she said, "Even so, it still can't change my decision."

Fu Huaijin's Adam's apple twitched violently. After trying to calm down a few times, he said in a cold voice, "Is it really impossible to turn back?"

There was a layer of water vapor in Sheng Chaomu's eyes, and he said in an extremely firm tone: "Yes."

Her child who turned into a puddle of blood was killed by Mu Qing and Huo Nuan because of his ruthlessness.

She cannot forgive him.

No matter how much he made amends, she couldn't forgive him.

Her answer made Fu Huaijin's heart ache.

His breathing gradually became heavier. After a long time, he said, "Let's go tomorrow. I will take you to the airport personally."

Sheng Chaomu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in astonishment, "What did you say?"

"You heard that, huh?"

Sheng Chaomu's eyes turned sour, tears rolled out.

Fu Huaijin took out a tissue and wiped her eyes, her voice became very calm, "You have been set free as you wished, why are you crying?"

Yes.

He has set her free, and she has got what she wanted, why can't the tears still fall down?
Sheng Chaomu's heart was throbbing violently, he avoided looking at the man's face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Happy."

Fu Huaijin's throat twitched, he withdrew his gaze from her, put his hands on the steering wheel, and said in a low voice:
"After tonight, I will take a detour when I see you, because I can't guarantee whether I will be so merciful when facing you next time."

Sheng Chaomu's eyelashes covered with moisture trembled slightly, and after a long time, she said, "Okay."

The car returned to Emperor Garden an hour later.

When Sheng Chaomu came out of the bathroom after taking a hot shower, he saw the door leading to the balcony was open, the man propped his arms on the guardrail, his back was tall and desolate.

Sheng Chaomu stared at him for a long time before walking to the door leading to the balcony.

Leaning against the glass door frame, she said softly, "I've finished washing."

Hearing her voice, Fu Huaijin stifled the cigarette in his hand.

He turned around, his phoenix eyes scanned her from top to bottom, and then walked towards her.

The woman's body is fragrant and soft after bathing.

When Fu Huaijin walked in front of her, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Sheng Chaomu turned his head away, and his kiss landed on her steaming neck.

His kiss fell through, and the kiss turned into gnawing.

Sheng Chaomu's shoulder was in pain from his bite, and she quickly folded her eyebrows because she couldn't bear the pain.

Her voice also became broken, "Fu Huaijin, I hurt!"

Fu Huaijin let go of the meat he was biting into his mouth, leaving a bloody smell in his mouth.

He hugged her and folded his arms, as if he wanted to embed her deep in his soul.

His voice was hoarse and humble:

"Can you not leave, can you not leave me? You hate me for hurting you, and you can't forgive me, but can you not sentence me to death at once, can you give me a chance to reform..."

(End of this chapter)