High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Who is she to you, worthy of you doing this for her?

It's a pity that these words are destined to rot in the bottom of my heart forever.

She couldn't speak, it was hard to speak.

How could she say it, how could she say it, she obviously didn't want to get married, but after being forced to marry him, there was still a little bit of luck in her heart.

It is a fluke hope that this broken and incomplete relationship can be mended and restored to its original state after experiencing trauma.

But the reality will always give you a fatal slap in the face so inadvertently, and wake you up severely.

Song Weiwei slapped her face hard like a slap full of thorns. Those thorns pierced her face and hurt her heart.

She is laughing at her with teeth and claws, Wu Xuewei, you are dead, accept your fate!

"I don't know...I don't know...you let me go..." She smiled, shook her head, and murmured blankly.

"Heh..." Feng Churui looked sad, and let go of her according to his words, his eyes were deep all over the world, "You don't know? Don't you know, or don't want to? Wu Xuewei, I really want to look into your heart from your eyes, see See if that heart really doesn't love me anymore!"

"Then did you see it?"

The noble and elegant expression instantly cracked, "I can't see it, I can't see it!"

Wu Xuewei laughed, how could he see it, now even she couldn't see it, how could he see it.

"Forget it, it's nonsense if we continue talking. You and Ms. Song are not just friends. If you are doing her best, you can consider my suggestion."

Feng Churui sneered slightly, and his laughter was low and suppressed: "What is my relationship with her, do you care?"

Wu Xuewei was taken aback, and was a little confused by his mocking tone, so what if she cared, so what if she didn't care?

It's all pointless, isn't it?

She was the one who fell in love first, and she has been doubting from the beginning until now, whether he said that loving her is a relationship between a man and a woman, or is it a habit formed over the years.

She couldn't tell the difference, she couldn't tell the difference a long time ago.

"Whether I care or not doesn't matter." She said softly, and the wind blew it away.

"Is it unimportant or do you not care at all?!"

Wu Xuewei didn't look at him again, turned around and left.

Behind him came his low and deep smile. Feng Churui put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers. That little lover of the He family is Qingqing me...Okay, I will do what you wish."

Wu Xuewei's mind was in a mess, her ears were buzzing, and she hated herself for not living up to expectations. Every time something happened, her hands and feet would always be cold and her brain would be unresponsive.

She only knew that if she didn't leave, she would collapse in the next second.

It doesn't make any sense to talk to him.

Back indoors, Mr. Yang was watching the news, and Song Weiwei was sitting beside him, very embarrassed.

As soon as Wu Xuewei came in, Elder Yang narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Girl Xuewei, have you whispered to Uncle Feng?"

"There's nothing to whisper, Uncle Feng just asked me to take care of Miss Song." She made up a nonsense reason to explain why she went out with Feng Churui just now.

Only the Feng family and the Wu family knew about their hidden marriage, so Mr. Yang didn't know about it.

If he knew, he wouldn't make fun of Feng Churui and Song Weiwei.

"Tch, take care of me? Is it possible that the old man will eat this reporter?!"

"Grandpa Yang, I won't tell you anymore."