The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 210 Ye Weiliang, Do You Really Understand Or Fake?
"...Mr. Gu...Even if you refuse to admit that you forced me, you shouldn't insult people by saying such words!"

"Ji Fu, I advise you not to piss me off."

Gu Hanxin was furious to the depths, and he had obviously launched a murderous plan.

Ye Weiliang looked at the farce in front of her, and her head hurt so much that she frowned.

Ji Fu didn't speak, she was already frightened by Gu Hanxin's killing intent.

"enough."

Ye Weiliang took a deep breath.

"Have you had enough?"

The two turned their heads at the same time.

"Ye Weiliang, do you believe me?"

What Gu Hanxin cares most is not the quarrel with Ji Fu, but Ye Weiliang.

"If I believe Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu's decision won't change, right? Even if I say, I don't believe Mr. Gu didn't force Ji Fu, will Mr. Gu really let Ji Fu be your girlfriend?" Gu Hanxin was silent for a moment.

Then he seriously denied it: "No."

Skin looked at Gu Hanxin, but for some reason, tears blurred his eyes for a moment, and gradually he couldn't see that person's Gu Hanxin clearly.

It's not that she hasn't thought about Gu Hanxin's answer.

I thought about the possibility.

But there is still no way to really accept such a result. She doesn't love Gu Hanxin, but she can't accept that Gu Hanxin doesn't love her either.The more Gu Hanxin showed that she didn't love her, she couldn't control herself, and did many crazy things, as if she loved Gu Hanxin so much.

After a long time, she closed her eyes slightly. Tears flowed from her eye sockets and meandered down her face, leaving two clear tear stains.

Gu Hanxin was also uncomfortable.

Ye Weiliang's calmness made him feel more uncomfortable than his anger.

Gu Hanxin's expression darkened, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, as if an invisible dagger had ruthlessly ripped open his heart. Without love, how could he still care.Ye Weiliang was telling him that from her heart she was completely without him.

No, no... why is his heart aching so hard that he can't breathe at this moment.

He was going to lose her, wasn't he?
"In that case, does it matter what I say?"

Those clear and soft eyes were as dark as a millennium dry well, eyes that could not be seen beyond.

"Why isn't it important?" Gu Hanxin's hoarse voice, his throat cracked like swallowing sand, and he roared with a livid face: "Ye Weiliang, do you really understand or are you pretending to understand? I like you."

"But I love Jun Qingcheng, I gave him my heart, and I lost the ability to love, what should I do?" Ye Weiliang stood in front of Gu Hanxin, looked up at Gu Hanxin, her fair cheeks were translucent and ethereal, The voice was soft and intoxicating. There were only three of them in the huge room, but the atmosphere was so depressing and suffocating.

The moment she spoke, Gu Hanxin's heart suddenly felt empty, and a corner of her heart seemed to be torn apart by some ruthless entanglement, and it was entangled again and again.

"This is your answer?"

"..."

"Ye Weiliang, is this the answer you will never change?"

The woman still didn't move, she just sat on the chair by herself, staring at the empty wine glass in a daze.

The cold light poured over her body, forming a faint halo, so dreamy, but so unreal, without any breath, like a ghost, unable to feel her existence, ethereal as if about to float away at any time generally.

Gu Hanxin suddenly felt an inexplicable fear in his chest.

(End of this chapter)