Hidden marriage husband is too cold-blooded

Chapter 213 Can You Care About Me (3)

She can't go back to Tanjia, just like her mother is dead and can't come back again, they won't forgive her.

Xi Dichen squatted down on the bed, looked at the woman's pale face, and asked her to look at him.

"Tan Xiyue, besides my money and my identity, do you care about me and love me?"

Xi Dichen looked at her silently, waiting for her answer.

"If you love me, then I promise you my whole life, and I will protect your future", he said in his heart.

"I don't love, I don't love, I don't love, I don't want to love anyone anymore, I only love myself, only money, only money."

Tan Xiyue shook her head crazily, and even said a few times that she didn't love him. If she could, she really didn't want to love him anymore.

I don't want to experience that kind of heart-piercing pain anymore, and I don't want to have someone I love, so that she won't be afraid of losing.

"That's the kind of person I am, you'll get tired of it soon, so let me go, let..."

"Then wait until I'm tired of you, wait until I'm tired."

Coldly interrupting the woman's words, Xi Dichen's eyes were sharp, suppressing his anger, and said indifferently.

Pinching her chin with his long fingers, he lowered his head, his cold and powerful anger suddenly covered her...

"Don't, you... uh!"

There is no room for women to resist, no tenderness.

early morning.

Half-dream and half-awake, a man's voice came from next to my ear, with complicated emotions in the voice.

"Can you care about me, love me... that's fine."

After a long silence, the man's deep voice came again: "Happy birthday!"

After moving, the woman was in a daze, as if she felt that she was dreaming, dreaming of him.

In the early morning, Tan Xiyue opened her eyes in a daze, moved her body, and found that something was wrong with her whole body, and her head hurt a lot.

What the hell, did she get robbed last night? Fue forehead.

Scratching her hair, she only remembered drinking and chatting with a man, and then went home.

As for how she came back, she patted her head, as if her brother, Tan Yiting, sent her back.

Let her dream, how could Tan Yiting send her back.

"No, this...is not her room."

Tan Xiyue immediately sat up, feeling dizzy for a while, causing her whole body to feel unspeakable discomfort.

She lowered her eyes and paused for a moment, she found that there was...

At this time, there was the sound of the bathroom door being opened, and Xi Dichen came out of the bathroom.

Wearing a white bathrobe, his hair was still wet, and the tips of his hair were still dripping, and the water droplets flowed down his chin.

"..."

Some images flashed in her mind, and Tan Xiyue instantly understood that this...

He actually took advantage of her to be drunk and treated her like this, that, damn it, why didn't she spit on him, making him sick to death.

Tan Xiyue immediately hugged the quilt tightly, wrapped herself tightly, exposed her head, and glared angrily at a certain man who came.

Xi Dichen looked at the actions of the woman on the bed, his pupils sank slightly, walked to the dressing room, and said something cool.

"Wake up, then get up!"

Staring at a certain man, Tan Xiyue trembled with anger, and cursed, "You... bastard."

Seeing that others had already entered the dressing room, Tan Xiyue quickly went back to her room.

Back in the room, Tan Xiyue immediately ran to the bathroom, took a shower, sat in the bathtub, and suddenly saw her fingers...

"Ring? How did it come about? Who put it on for her?"

Tan Xiyue was full of questions, could it be Xi Dichen, is it possible.

Except for Xi Dichen, there should be no one else, the man who chatted last night, stop being funny, who would give a ring to a stranger.

But the ring is very good-looking and beautiful. She likes the small, silver-white, and simple ring design.

If you look closely, there are diamonds in the shape of a heart, inlaid into the circle, three small ones, surrounding the English LOVE depicted on the surface.

Damn, this is not going to be very expensive.

(End of this chapter)