High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Pregnancy did not cause her any torture, such as morning sickness, she was very relaxed, able to eat and sleep, which also made her no different from a normal person.

The news of her pregnancy, which was known by the school doctor and friends like You Wen, was not something worth publicizing after all, so everyone unanimously chose to keep it secret.

Knowing that she was pregnant on the third day, Wu Xuewei turned on her phone, looked at the missed calls and text messages, hesitated again and again, and called Feng Churui back.

She thought that the two of them always had to communicate, and they couldn't keep fighting with him like this.

Now that she has children, she thinks a lot, even thinking about their future.

However, the immediate question is why he did so many things behind her back. Only when the problem is solved can she talk to him about the child.

The phone was picked up quickly, and Feng Churui's voice was a little tired, and it was not difficult to detect a trace of joy: "Xuewei, are you not angry anymore?"

Wu Xuewei clenched her phone tightly and suddenly didn't know what to say. She wasn't angry, she was still a little sad until now, she trusted him 100%, but what he gave her in return hurt her very much.

"Why don't you speak?"

His voice is very nice, Wu Xuewei has always known it, the magnetism reveals a calmness, the voice is gorgeous, people will involuntarily concentrate on listening to his words.

Wu Xuewei confessed to him, "I don't know what to say to you."

At the other end, he smiled softly, "You can say whatever you want, say what you want, and I will listen."

"Well, let me ask you, if I go on a blind date with a man, will you be angry if you know?"

"Yes." Feng Churui replied without hesitation.

Wu Xuewei smiled lightly: "I came out of the residence with the man late at night, and left together, you know, will you be angry?"

"I will." Feng Churui seemed to understand what she meant, it was nothing more than making him think differently.

Put him in her shoes, see these things, try to empathize with her feelings.

"Uncle Feng." Wu Xuewei's voice was very low and light, as if the wind would blow it away.

Feng Churui's voice was gentle: "I'm here."

Touching the rose that Youwen just bought and put in a vase this morning, it was delicate and thorny, and she was accidentally pricked on her fingertip, and a drop of blood burst out instantly.

She looked at her fingers and said to him: "I don't want deception in my love, and I don't like being betrayed, and I don't like not being specific. Can you understand what I mean?"

Feng Churui focused: "Still angry with me?"

Wu Xuewei put her finger in her mouth, sucked all the blood, and said, "I'm tired, let's hang up."

After speaking, hang up the phone first.

Love is like that delicate rose, with thorns in its beauty. You can enjoy its beauty, but you will also be stabbed by it.

Sweetness and bitterness coexist.

After thinking about it, Wu Xuewei still thinks it's okay, why insist on asking him to give the answer, even though he avoided the topic, she was still lost.

The loss in her heart cannot be faked. She knew that blindly forcing might only make her life more unhappy.

It's better to look away and think about the good side, so that the mood may be better.

She doesn't ask for anything from him, but only hopes that he will not deceive or betray her, and treat her exclusively, because the premise of all this is that she has done it to him, so she also hopes that he can do the same.