The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 399 I Know You Are Angry
I'm not afraid of angering Fanyin at all, I'm just dying anyway.If Dr. Shen really has something to do with him, then she will not just pass on my message, but will change my meaning according to her own needs.The best result is that Fan Yinjing is willing to divorce me after she lobbied, creating more space for her to be superior, and let me be free. The worst is that Fan Yin comes to make trouble with me, so I will take advantage of the situation and break up with him. .

She then said: "I can't guarantee that we will have a meeting, but I can only say that if the husband comes to this point, I may say a few words. I think you may have misunderstood me, thinking that I intend to provoke you and the husband."

I smiled and said: "Doctor Shen doesn't need to talk to me, you are not a child, you will understand the truth of Guadatian Lixia. Since you don't want to be misunderstood, don't say stupid things without thinking."

She stopped talking.

I said: "Dr. Shen, you are a kind person, and I have been taking care of you during this time. I beg you to do me this favor this time. It is beneficial to both you and me. But if you want to refuse, then..." I He raised his head, looked at her, and said, "I think you know very well that there is a kind of wisdom in this world called knowing the current affairs, and there is a kind of crime called the crime of desire."

She looked at me, nodded after a long while, and said, "I know Ma'am, I'll take the time to tell my husband."

"Thank you."

She said: "It's just a message after all, and it will inevitably be different from your original expression. If the husband misunderstood...but the husband is a person who is soft and not tough."

"Well, since that's the case, you can speak softly for me." I said, "Thank you for your hard work."

She knew that I was teasing her, and the expression on her face was embarrassing, and she stopped talking.

In the next day or two, besides resting, I was trying to figure out a way for this matter.If Dr. Shen is telling the truth, Fan Yin's arrangement is not wrong.Taking away the child may not be able to be a mother again. This is nothing to Xing Xing now, but she may not think so in the future.But can having such a child be happy?Could it be the shadow in her life?I can't make up my mind, I still feel that she is still so young, and Lin Zhunyi has caused her such pain. For her now, let alone let her never be a mother again, even if she is afraid of losing her arm.

But after all, I have to tell Xingxing about this matter. If she still insists on removing it after knowing the possible results, then remove it. I will find a way to help her.

This matter has troubled me for more than two days. Finally, I was half asleep that night when I suddenly heard the door knocking and felt that someone seemed to have come in. When I opened my eyes, I found that the surrounding area was still dark. There are many people on the chair.There is a ventilation fan in the room, and it is not far from the window, but even so, I smelled a bit choking smoke.If you look carefully, you can also see the flickering fire.

I stared at him for a while, wondering what he was doing here, coming to my room to smoke me?Could he be more boring?I waited for a long time, and couldn't bear to call out: "Fan Yin?"

He didn't speak, but his movements could be seen to have stopped in silhouette.

I reach for the remote and turn on the bedside lamp.The light is dim, because the light can only radiate to his stomach, so his face is still unclear, but some outlines of him can be seen.He's facing me, he's wearing a tuxedo with cuff buttons on his cuffs, it looks like he's just been to a formal occasion like a banquet, his jacket is still on, that's not his style, he doesn't treat his precious beautiful clothes like that , maybe drank too much?I guessed in my heart and didn't speak again.

I watched him smoke incessantly, and stubbed it out again, thinking he was about to speak, but seeing the flame again, he lit another cigarette.

I had to say: "Can you not smoke in my room?"

It took him a long time to say: "Your room?" His tone was a little vague, and his voice was low, as if he was really not in a good mood: "This house is mine."

I didn't speak.

He heard his voice again: "The face is better. Is the head better?"

I was sitting under the light and he could see me.

I said nothing.

He lost his patience and ordered a little irritably: "Say, talk."

"not good."

"Then why do you have time to meddle in your own business?"

My heart skipped a beat, thinking that it was Fanyin's investigation, there was no way to hide that the star had come to me.Now that I can't even solve my own problems, how can I solve hers?I'm even more afraid that if I rashly bring up this matter with Fanyin first, not only will the discussion fail in the end, but it will make him alert, and it will be difficult to run away with Xingxing.

Therefore, I was confused for a while, and at this moment, Fanyin spoke again and said, "Su Lingyu."

"..."

"Don't put on such an expression." The tone of this sentence can make people feel very clearly that he is really drunk, "I know you are angry."

Ok?
I don't know what expression I have now, but it might not look good.I have been afraid to look in the mirror for a long time, because my face has become more and more ugly, more and more like a sad woman.

"But I don't want to explain." His body moved, as if he was trying to lean back on the chair. The red cigarette butt glowed vigorously in the dark, and then became dim again, like a flashing signal light at an intersection at midnight.His voice came intermittently in this flicker: "She is the type I like, with a Ph. Weak chicken. How can such a body give birth to good children?"

I didn't speak.

I thought to myself that my body was in line with the standards of a pilot. How can ordinary women have my physique?But what's the point in arguing about this?

Of course he was not interested in talking to himself, so he was silent for a while. The cigarette seemed to be burned out again, and the trace of the red light was thrown into the ashtray again.But he lit another one, and I couldn't help reminding again: "Can you stop smoking?"

He snorted coldly.

I did use the wrong word, I said, "I mean, can you please stop smoking in my room? Do you know how bad it smells?"

He stood up without saying a word.

That cigarette butt could help me determine his position, and he actually walked towards me.

My heart suddenly became tense, and I moved back a lot, but I couldn't keep up with his speed. He pulled a nearby chair over and sat by my bed.

I could see him clearly, his collar open, his tie tucked in his coat pocket where his pocket square should have been, his hair was neatly combed but a little messed up.His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were a little confused, looking at me desperately.

He still held the cigarette in his hand and slowly pushed it to his mouth.

After getting to know Fanyin, I personally understood that the scariest thing in the world is being in the same room with a strong lunatic, but what is even scarier than this is that this lunatic is still drunk today.

I was even more disturbed, knowing that he would do anything, and I dared not move again.

He swallowed a few mouthfuls, and my surroundings were full of smoky smell.Obviously he likes to see my expression now, he slightly bent his eyes and said, "Does it still smell bad?"

I didn't say a word, picked up the remote control and turned off the light.

The darkness made me feel a little safe, and I lay back and pulled the covers over.

He heard his voice from outside: "When I have a son, I will give all my property to my son."

I didn't speak.

He promised me that he would not have a son.How long has it been?The sound is still in my ears.

"She said you knew? Still scaring her?" He seemed to be smiling, but it didn't look like it when he carefully identified it. He was just a little tired, so his voice was low and gentle: "What do you mean by 'crime'?"

I still didn't speak.

He didn't say anything.

It was so deadlocked, I don't know how long it has passed.

Suddenly, the quilt was lifted.

I was completely unprepared, and caught off guard, a strong smell of smoke invaded.

I couldn't help but want to cough, and he squeezed his palm over.

I couldn't cough anymore, so I could only shake my chest a few times, trying to suppress the feeling, and tears came out of my eyes.Coughing is unbearable after all.

I couldn't see his face clearly, and of course, I didn't want to look specifically.I already guessed what he meant in my heart, but I didn't feel the slightest relief.

I wanted to pull my hand out, to free my jaw, but he obviously refused. In his hands, I have always been like a weak chicken.

While struggling, his voice came: "I warn you that it's okay not to scare her again."

I didn't speak, and suddenly I didn't want to move anymore.

In front of me was his shadowy silhouette. I don't know his eyes at this moment, but I can only smell the strong smell of alcohol.

"I know your purpose for doing this." He said lightly: "If I still care about you, I might be a little surprised. But..." He lowered his voice, tightened his fingers, and the pain came, I felt His canine teeth were about to be crushed by him: "Now I just feel sick."

He let go.

I finally saw his face clearly.

He seemed unsteady, and sat back down like a puddle of mud.

I rubbed my sore chin, sat up, and felt a little annoyed: "I think you think too much, it's her who keeps telling me how good you two are, how gentle you are to her, I just thought she might be able to help me out of the sea of ​​suffering! Who cares if she is your type? Can she know how to fencing? What degree is she? What kind of cub will she give you?"

Sitting where he was, he took out another cigarette and put it to his mouth.

I was furious, and rushed over to snatch the cigarette with my hands: "I told you not to smoke it! Don't you understand?"

He was still sitting where he was, except that his collar was a little messed up by me just now, he was calm.

"That's right, I think she is provoking me by saying that to me. Since you won't divorce me, then I can't make it easier for you. You want to find her to have a son, right? As long as I'm here, I can't fulfill you. I was so angry: "I only blame her for being bored, just sleep with you well, what kind of prestige is playing with me? But you are not angry with her with your posture, as expected, you only hit me."

(End of this chapter)