Sweet Daily Life with Rich Fool Husband(MTL)

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After Hou Jingyi finished speaking, regardless of Cen Xirui's reaction, she just repeated it again: "I don't care what you think, I will never see her again."

Four years ago, I found the love letter she wrote.

Cen Xirui pinched the cigarette from her finger. What Hou Jingyi wanted to express was definitely not how deep Cui Lingyue felt for him, but how firm her decision was.

Four years ago, I wished to be choked to death in the bud, four years later, I will definitely spare no effort.

Cen Xirui looked at her for a few seconds, then said with a wry smile: "Okay."

He turned into the car, started the car, and left without hesitation.

When the car drove far from the community, he slowly stopped the car on the side of the road, lowered the window, and quietly watched the moonlight in the distance.

For a while, I felt a sense of confusion that I had never had before.

Cui Lingyue looked down from the balcony upstairs. She didn't know what her mother had said to Cen Xirui. Cen Xirui drove into the car and left.

My mother must have noticed the kissing of the two tonight, and she has even been aware of her motives for coming back.

No matter what the mother said, she definitely disagrees with them.

Hou Jingyi stood downstairs for a long time before leaving. Cui Lingyue looked back and picked up the phone to call Cen Xirui.

If his mother didn't show up at that time, would he tell her something?

She clearly felt that he treated her differently.

Otherwise, how could she let her play all kinds of cautions beside him and kiss him again?

The phone was connected quickly, and the night was too quiet. She could hear his subtle breathing through the phone. After a few seconds of silence, she didn't know what to say.

Cen Xirui quickly picked up her emotions and said apologetically: "Read, I'm sorry."

Cui Lingyue has quickly understood what he meant by this sound of sorry.

Sure enough, the next second she heard the man say: "You are still young, you should find a boy of your same age, I am not your ideal partner, you... just like this, my uncle will wish you happiness forever."

When the phone hung up, Cui Lingyue squatted to the ground holding the phone.

She bit her wrist fiercely, not letting herself cry.

She hates it too, why do you like Cen Xirui, the man who is the same age as his parents and is many years older than himself!

But who can handle things like feelings freely?

I drank alcohol last night and didn't rest well. In the evening, the cold air was blown again. The next morning, Cui Lingyue got up groggy, top-heavy and she fell on the bed again.

I don't know what time it is, and I don't have any strength all over, as if it's at the end of the road.

She picked up the phone in a daze, planning to make a call to Su Wanwan and let her come over and see herself, if she was going to die, she could arrange for her funeral.

Dizzy, she looked at Su Wanwan's phone and dialed out, and at the same time struggling to get to the ground again, but forgot that she fell a cup last night and stepped on it by coincidence.

what--

Cen Xirui sat in the car for half the night last night, and it was almost dawn before returning home to squint.