My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 740 How Much I Hate Him

She was even more afraid of his kindness, because she had the mentality of wanting to be with her, because she knew very well in her heart that there would be no possibility for her and Fu Shaocheng.

"Even if I'm not with him, it's impossible for me and you. You are like a brother in my heart."

Fu Shaocheng's eyes were full of injuries.

She made the words so clear that she didn't even have the chance to think about it, so she firmly judged his life and death.

Nian stood up slowly, and said with apologetic eyes, "Shaocheng, I'm sorry, I'd better go, staying here for too long is not good for you."

"Slowly."

Just when she took a few steps, Fu Shaocheng hugged her back in a panic, his voice hoarse, "Are you just not waiting to see me like this? Do you not want to see my face, and you are leaving in such a hurry. "

"How much do you hate me?"

Nian slowly stiffened her back, and her eyes were misty with sorrow. She turned around slowly, "Shaocheng, you misunderstood me."

"It's not that I don't want to see you. I don't want you to place too much hope on me. I really don't want to hurt you."

Fu Shaocheng understood what she meant in a trance, and said hastily, "Take it easy, don't feel pressured, I... You said that this is your home, you live here, I treat you well, this is normal, right? "

"Unless you don't regard this place as home in your heart."

Nian slowly said, "I didn't mean that."

Fu Shaocheng pulled her to the dining table again, "I know what you mean, I don't have any hope for you, I just take care of you like my sister."

He picked up the chopsticks to pick up food for her as he said, "Let's eat, you have slept all day."

Fu Shaocheng can only bury all his love for her in his heart, as long as she can stay here, he will do anything.

Nian slowly looked at him in embarrassment, and finally swallowed all the words that did not come out of his throat back into his stomach.

night.

Nian slowly stood in front of the window, never daring to open the curtains, for fear of seeing Yan Jingnian who was still waiting below.

"He's still here."

Fu Shaocheng walked in gently and broke the silence.

Nian slowly came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, "Let him wait if he likes to wait."

"I... I'm asleep."

Fu Shaocheng watched her walk towards the bed, held back what he wanted to say, and quietly exited the room, closing the door behind him.

a few days later.

Nian slowly appeared at Tang Yuze's memorial service as scheduled. She has been to Tang's house in the past few days, but she was kicked out the same every time.

Today is his memorial service, and she still showed up.

The scene was solemn and silent. She walked forward with a bouquet of white roses. Tang Yuze's posthumous photo was as young and handsome as before.

"Who asked you to come?"

Mrs. Tang, who was crying next to her, noticed that Nian slowly rushed out like crazy with sharp eyes.

Mrs. Tang grabbed and beat her, crying heartbreakingly, "Nian Slowly, you killed my son, how dare you come here? Who let you in, you give back my son, give me back my son, oh Woo--."

"My son died so badly. He died unjustly. You return my son."

"mom."

Tang Kexin helped her in pain, and looked at Nian Slowly in embarrassment, overturning all kinds of feelings in his heart.

"You let me go, let me go."

Mrs. Tang struggled to push her away, and still rushed toward Chao Nian slowly, "You give me back my son, what do you want me to do? I have worked so hard to raise such a big son, and if I say it is gone, it will be gone. What do you want me to do? ?”

"Woooooo..."

(End of this chapter)