My sweet wife won again

Chapter 321 is different from the plan

Tong Luoxue pressed her heart, unable to tell whether it was grief or pain in her chest, she just felt so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

Her eyes were full of heartbreak after being framed and wronged, and she bit her slightly pale lower lip with her teeth.

His body was also trembling, and it took him a long time to slow down.

Looking into the distance, Tong Luoxue slightly raised her head, trying not to let her tears fall.

"Actually, if you think about it, there's nothing to be angry or sad about, it's just..."

Taking a deep breath and trying to hold back her grief, she continued with difficulty, "I just feel a little disappointed."

The man stares at the woman.

His pair of bright black eyes slowly emitted a complex light with unknown meaning.

Murong Chenghan thought to himself: If Tong Luoxue's current behavior is just acting, then Oscar really owes her a little gold medal.

I want to believe her, but I can't help but doubt it.

"I'll ask again for the last time. I hope you can tell me honestly, did you take the medicine?"

"I'm not the one who gave the medicine!" Tong Luoxue said firmly at this time, "Whether you believe it or not, Lingling is my best friend, and I have no malice towards her."

The man pondered for a moment, but did not respond.

"You'd better not lie to me," he said after a while, "If I find out that you have been lying and deliberately hurt the woman I care about, I'm not sure what I will do to you."

Tong Luoxue's hands behind her back kept shaking.

The long nails sank into the flesh, and he used the pain to suppress the surging jealousy and hatred in his heart.

"I didn't lie to you, I swear!"

Then, she explained, "Although I admit that I have not completely forgotten you, and I still have some love for you, but I will definitely forget you, just like I told you that night."

Either questioning or warning, Murong Chenghan's few consecutive words were intended to test Tong Luoxue, trying to see if she was lying.

However, he didn't see any emotional flaws on her face.

If a person does something bad, if he is lying, he will definitely feel guilty, look away, stutter when trying to make excuses and speak, and be inconsistent, but she is so firm and sincere.

In Murong Chenghan's impression, Luo Xue was not a girl who was good at lying, a small lie could make her blush, and her words didn't make sense.

Even if a person changes, it's impossible to change so much, right?

perhaps……

Really has nothing to do with her?

"Luo Xue, I sincerely hope that you can get out of the past and find your own happiness."

The woman with excellent temperament showed a moved expression on her face, turned her back, wiped away her tears, and when she turned her head, she raised a very sunny smile.

She said: "Brother Cheng Han, don't worry, I will definitely find my own happiness."

"I'm sorry about today's matter. I came here to question you without finding any evidence."

"Don't be sorry, as long as you are still willing to believe in me, I will be satisfied."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to think of something temporarily, and asked worriedly: "By the way, is Lingling okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm resting these days, nothing to do."

"It was Lu Jingran who sent Lingling away that night. They..." Tong Luoxue asked hesitantly, "There shouldn't be anything going on between the two of them, right?"

Murong Chenghan didn't worry any more, and said casually, "Lu Jingran called me in time."

"Oh," she tried to adjust the sudden turbulent emotions in her heart, and hurriedly pretended to be relieved, "That's good."

The man looked at the time, "I have another meeting to attend, so let's go first."

"Well, brother Chenghan, go slowly."

She sent him out the door and stood alone for a long time.

For about ten minutes, she seemed like a statue, dead still in place, motionless.

Suddenly, she tore open the long skirt that she had carefully chosen, and like a madman, she smashed everything around her, screaming sharply as if from hell.

"what--"

"Why is this? Why is it different from what I planned? Why? Why? Why? Ah—"

Tong Luoxue's slender fingers looked like a female ghost, pulling at her hair.

(End of this chapter)