my billionaire ex-husband

If she likes an ordinary man, he will definitely bless her!But the other party is Feng Chengling?

Why can Feng Chengling take away from his hands time and time again what originally belonged to him?Father, Lin Kewei, Fengxiang...everything was easily taken away by Feng Chengling, but he had nothing.

Seeing Lin Kewei sitting blankly without moving, he raised his voice: "Why don't you leave?"

Lin Kewei's eyelashes trembled, and a bean-sized teardrop rolled down, her voice hoarse: "You... chase me away?"

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"That time, you said... this is... our home..." She stretched out the back of her hand to wipe her tears, "You said, don't drive me away... If I do something wrong again, you will tell me ...why...you didn't tell me..."

She sobbed vigorously, watching his indifferent expression, slowly stood up, and walked towards the door.

Where is she going?

This is her home, where can she go when she leaves home?

Lin Kewei came to the door sobbing vigorously, put her hand on the doorknob lock, but did not unscrew it for a long time.She looked back at him with tears in her eyes, and he lit a cigarette with his back to her, obviously not intending to keep her.

This is the second time he has chased her away.

It seems that this is obviously not her home, it does not belong to her place...

Wiping away the tears vigorously, she stopped crying, and her eyes were clear after being washed away by the tears, with a kind of resolute stubbornness.Pushing the door open, she stepped out and slammed the door shut.

There was a "bang", the sound was like a hammer hitting Feng Yixuan's chest heavily.

The cigarette between his fingers hadn't been smoked since it was lit, and the soot had grown so long that it fell on his fingers, and he didn't feel any pain.

She left, why is his heart so empty...

He raised his head, the room was obviously still the same as before, but without her, it was suddenly empty and heavy like a tomb.

There is a panda mug bought for her on the coffee table, and the tea just made for her is on the ashtray... because she likes to sit on the floor, the carpet is covered with thick plush cushions, and the sofa has plastic stars folded Pipes, her clothes hanging on the balcony, vases and lilies she chose by herself next to the TV...

Before I knew it, her breath was everywhere in the house.