My sweet wife won again

Chapter 103 Really Hopeless

One second, two seconds passed, there was silence, and the atmosphere between each other became more and more serious.

At first, there was a playful teasing at the corner of his lips, but gradually, he looked at her seriously.

He stared at her soft lips, eager to hear the answer he wanted from her mouth.

Even if she answered "a little".

As long as he likes him a little bit, he is satisfied.

But in the end, she said: "It's still too late, you can wake up and stop liking me."

The air froze.

Very heavy!

The whole person feels empty and uncomfortable.

Murong Chenghan tried his best to suppress his emotions.

Laughing at himself, he joked, "It seems that I'm really a fool, and I'm so stupid."

The girl clenched her fist and bit her lower lip, "You insisted on asking me, sorry."

Her palms were cold, and she was afraid that Murong Chenghan would continue to ask, because the answer was "I kind of like it".

She didn't want to like him, but it was true that her heartbeat was unstable because of his words and eyes.

For a long time, in silence, the man did not let the girl answer the question directly, but slowly released her jaw.

"One day," he said, "Feng Lingling, I will make you like me, from a little bit to a lot."

Putting this sentence down firmly, the man stood up, walked out of the restaurant, and left the apartment.

Feng Lingling was left alone.

Sit alone for a while.

Pick up the spoon, one mouthful, another.

He drank the porridge in the bowl and filled a second bowl.

After eating, she served it again, until she had eaten up all the abalone porridge in the casserole, and she was already exhausted.

"When I was young," Feng Lingling said to herself, "my mother often cooked porridge and soup for me, and said she liked me very much."

Mom always pinches her chubby face, "My Lingling is so cute, Mom loves you so much."

She also loves her mother very much!
But why...

Shaking her head, she no longer thought about the past.

Leaving the apartment, going out to the school, finding a gap, Feng Lingling asked Lu Jingran to come out.

She insisted on returning the 500 million check to him, but he refused to accept it.

"Lingling, listen to me, okay?"

The boy said eagerly, "I've figured it out completely, it must be Murong Chenghan who is behind the scenes."

"What did you say?"

"Everything was designed by him!"

Clenching his hands into fists, Lu Jingran continued with certainty: "I will meet Liu Najun yesterday, he arranged it all by himself."

"I don't know what you're talking about, sorry, I still have class later, I'm going crazy if I don't accompany you!"

The girl dropped the check, turned around and left.

The wrist was grabbed hard, and he refused to let her go.

"Lingling, Liu Najun's cell phone is completely disconnected, I can swear to you, it was really her who inspired and designed..."

"You are really hopeless!" Feng Lingling interrupted sharply, shaking her head speechlessly, "Up to now, you still want to shirk responsibility?"

The strength in his hands increased, and the pain made the girl frown.

The voice was indignant, "Why would you rather believe Murong Chenghan than me? Feng Lingling, you fell in love with him? Right?"

Thinking of the scene where she took the initiative to step on her feet and kiss Murong Chenghan, Lu Jingran was furious.

The girl wanted to shake her hand, but couldn't break free.

"Okay! Even if he arranged for Liu Najun to approach you, so what?" She was patient.

"Think about it, he will do this, break us up on purpose, just want you to continue living with him."

"Did he break it up?" She sneered, "Don't forget! It is a fact that you had a relationship with her, and it is also a fact that you said that you pursued me just for a bet."

Feng Lingling raised her eyes to meet his.

"Don't lie to yourself, Lu Jingran, you don't like me at all. If that's the case, there's nothing to redeem."

After the words fell, she took advantage of his letting go and left without looking back.

Standing where he was, Lu Jingran watched the girl's back as she left.

Too angry and angry, he kicked the bench on the grass by the roadside to the ground, "Damn it! Shit!"

Perplexed, he kicked a few more times hard.

(End of this chapter)