The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 515 Made You Like This
I asked: "OK?"

"I barely forgive you." He said in a tone that an adult doesn't remember a villain's mistakes.

virtue.

I didn't leave either, just hugged him from behind, leaned my face on his back, and asked, "Tell me, can I call Meng Jiancong?"

"What are you calling him for?" The muscles on his body tensed slightly, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"He wanted to exonerate the little girl who brought the case, so I suggested that he contact the Li family." I said, "We can't find Mrs. Li, but if she has been contacted, can she help us with a sentence?" ?”

He said, "Meng Jiancong belongs to your father."

"I think we should discuss it with him, and he won't tell my dad." I also know that my thoughts are actually quite naive.

He didn't speak, obviously not approving.

I had no choice but to think of something new: "Tell me, does Mr. Fei know about our affairs? Will he help?"

"Even if I knew, I wouldn't be able to help," he said. "It's too far away."

I'm completely lost.

Suddenly, Fanyin said: "You have provided a good way out."

"What way out?"

"Although Meng Jiancong can't be contacted, we can find that little girl directly." He said: "If she has succeeded, we can indeed consider it."

I asked: "How to find it?" We don't even have a minion.

"Pula," he said.

"Isn't it good to bother Pu Lan all the time?" I said, "Would he get annoyed and report us to my dad?"

"No." He said, "I'll contact him right now... Forget it, I'll contact him later."

I said, "I know where the phone is." There was a cordless phone in the house.

He grabbed my wrist and said with a smile, "Don't go."

I asked: "Why?"

"I'm afraid you will fall." He said very gently.

I said, "This tone really doesn't look like you..."

He didn't speak, but still held my hand, operating with one hand with difficulty.

I didn't plan to go, and asked: "What did you talk to Pu Lan about yesterday?"

"Nothing to talk about."

"Did you drink so much?" The more he was like this, the more curious I became: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about doing business in the past." He said with a smile.

"What else?" I didn't believe it.

"What else can I talk to him about?" He still smiled: "Is it possible that you think I will talk about you with him?"

"You..." I was a little angry: "I mean, you were hurt so badly, and you drank with him so late, just to talk about such unnutritious things?"

Neither he nor Pu Lan drink wine casually.

"It seems that we can't hide it from you," he said in a frivolous tone, "We did talk about you."

I asked cautiously, "What are you talking about about me?"

"He asked me what you like, and said that after I died, I would marry you home as my wife, so I told him generously." He became serious: "Compared to others, he is still a little bit better."

Even though I knew he was talking nonsense, I still couldn't help but blush, "Who needs you to tell him? When you die, I will tell him myself. Besides, I didn't say that I will find him to remarry when you die How bored are you two to discuss such a thing?"

"I also expected this," he said, "I think you like Meng Jiancong better, but he lacks a leg after all, so he can't use many postures."

The more I said it, the less serious I wanted to let go, but he held my hand and smiled again: "Are you angry?"

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, you don't want to be so humiliating." I said.

"Hey, I'm crying." He let go, put his arms around my shoulders, and said in a serious way: "Okay, okay, I was joking. Actually, I only talked about business matters."

"Are you talking about women?" I asked.

"Then what's there to talk about?" He patted my back in a calm tone.

"Then talk about his sister?"

He froze and hurriedly said, "Don't lie to me!"

Only then did he answer, with an awkward tone: "We talked."

I broke away from his empty arm, and couldn't help lowering my face: "What are you talking about?"

"He said his sister was with you." He said.

"and then?"

"And said that idiot had a fight with you about this matter." He said: "Actually, I never understood that matter, so I asked him."

I said, "He likes her."

"I do not like."

I snorted, but couldn't hold back: "She was pregnant with your child."

His tone was slightly awkward, and his voice was lowered, obviously wrong: "I didn't know at the time."

I didn't speak.

"Crying again?" He reached out and wiped my eyes, and said rather depressedly: "All day long, 'beep', 'beep'," he imitated the sound of a little girl crying, and learned neither fish nor fowl , "It's so annoying."

"It's psychological imbalance." I said.

"I don't know anything about it." He repeated: "God knows if it's mine..."

I said, "At least you didn't take measures?"

"I can't remember." He said vaguely, "I'm not a computer, how can I remember everything? ... Hey, don't cry." He came over and hugged me, and said, "I won't let you cry any more. You're losing face."

I couldn't help being taken aback and didn't speak.

He laughed out loud, "Little fox."

I said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

He held my face with his hands, wiped the tears on my face, and said with a smile: "Yesterday he did tell me that his sister was with you, and he didn't know what you kept her for. I didn't say anything else. You mean, can you tell me? At least you have to know who is in charge of her now, right?"

"Meng Jiancong knows about this." I bite the bullet and said, "He will definitely tell my father."

"So it's serious," he said with a laugh. "Too serious to tell me."

I didn't speak.

"I know that on the day Xing Xing ran away, my father brought two daughters to the house." He said, "Later Lin Zhunyi was assassinated, and they also disappeared. Those two daughters belonged to Meng Jiancong."

Mrs. Han has always been concerned about this matter, and it seems that she has already told Fanyin.

I didn't speak.

"It's still too late for you to confess." He still said with a smile.

I confirmed: "Your mother told you?"

"uh-huh."

Then Mrs. Han must have talked about the sperm.

I thought about it, and decided to go all out: "Since your mother has already told you, then I have nothing to hide from you, I really..." I said the whole thing in detail, anyway, it was like this, she I don't know how my adoptive father arranged it.

Fanyin let go of the hand that was holding me during the listening process. After listening, she didn't speak for a long time.

Anyway, it was his former concubine, I think he would think I was vicious, and said: "If you are angry, we can break up. After I go back, I can also put her back for you."

He snorted softly, unable to hear the emotion.

I don't know what to say anymore, if he is angry because of this incident, then I really won't go down with him.Allow him to be bad, but not allow me to take revenge?That's such a double standard.

After a long time, he said, "I'm sorry."

I didn't speak.

"Turning you into this, forcing you to do this kind of thing..." He stretched out his hand again, hugged me into his arms, rubbed my hair with his cheek, and said heavily, "I'm sorry."

I didn't speak.

It took a long time for Fanyin to calm down, let go and said, "Pu Lan told me that he hoped to keep his sister alive, and he didn't care about the rest. He doesn't know where his sister is now."

I said, "I can't let her go now, mainly because I don't have the strength."

"Yeah." He stroked my hair and stopped talking.

I asked, "She used to stand by until he was dying, why should he do that now?"

"After all, it's my sister, and it's enough for her to have nothing," he said.

"Oh."

"Okay, let's not talk about it." He pinched my face with his hands and said, "Go and sit for a while, aren't you tired?"

I said, "That child may be your relative."

"I believe your father will not allow him to be born." He urged: "Go, I will clean up here."

So I went to sit in the dining room, feeling the same as when I knew my adoptive father had killed Mi Li's son. I felt right and scared at the same time.I was afraid that Fanyin would turn against me immediately, and if I went back, he would die.I was also afraid that he wouldn't turn against me, so I held it in like this until at a certain point, he suddenly broke out.

But these are nothing. What I am most afraid of is actually the self who suddenly makes me feel so ugly.

I stood still for a while, and suddenly heard footsteps, a little hurried, so I was startled.Hearing the voice seemed to be coming from the direction of the kitchen, I stood up involuntarily, but suddenly felt that someone put an arm around my waist and grabbed me.

The dining room of this house is connected to the living room, and I was carried to the sofa by him like a porter carrying a big bag, and then thrown in like they were carrying a big bag in a daze.Afterwards, he pressed up, panting heavily like a very hungry beast, I didn't dare to struggle, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Before I wake up." He said while ripping open the skirt of my shirt.

I hurriedly said: "Take it easy! This is just a good suit! If you tear it up, you have no money to buy it for me!"

He snorted, "philistine." He despised me so logically, and tore off the hem of my skirt as if in revenge.

I had no choice but to submit aggrievedly. I thought that my clothes were brought from the Su family, and they could be called the level of silk and satin. I wonder if I can mend them...

Just when Fanyin had already teased me so much that I was about to drive straight in, the sound of Niannian singing loudly came from outside.

Of course my first reaction was to push him down, but he was just the opposite, as if someone was urging him, he rushed straight in.

I screamed out in fright, and heard the guy gasp heavily, and at the same time took a blanket-like thing and covered us.

Niannian hasn't come in yet, she must be brushing his teeth, I hurriedly pushed him: "Hurry up, she will come in soon."

"Can't get out," he said, continuing.

(End of this chapter)