Her Overbearing Man

Especially when he wanted to reconcile with her at that time over the pain of being rejected countless times.

He asked the question again.

Cheng Junfeng still remembers it.

At that time, Xiao Jiahe didn't speak, but his eyes deepened a lot, and then it seemed that he automatically ignored the problem and brought the topic back to the child.

He is not disheartened.

At that time, however, his mind was not as young and vigorous as when he took over the family. Instead, he would think of many aspects and consider problems from the perspective of others. He knew that he had forced her and his marriage, and he was not qualified to ask Xiao Jiahe to give her any response.

Even though Xiao Jiahe still had the shadow of other men in his heart, he was always jealous and wanted to kill.

At that time, he was lucky for countless times. Fortunately, he agreed to cooperate with him.

Fortunately, fortunately, the man died.

Otherwise Xiao Jiahe's side, now I don't know who it will be.

Although he knows that his wife loves other people, Cheng Junfeng will tell himself that even if she doesn't love her, he is still alive. He is still her husband. He still has a lot of time to get his heart.

But he knew that Xiao Jia and he Ning were broken and not perfect, so he still didn't dare to ask for anything.

When he forced him to marry her by such mean means, she hated him to the bone.

How dare he do anything more.

At Xiao Jiahe's request, he agreed to pretend to be a loving couple with her.

Once upon a time, Xiao Jiahe resisted his approach. If it wasn't for the demands of the two families, maybe even Cheng Yu would not have been born.

Now he has a chance to get close to her, even if he is acting for his son, he will enjoy it.

Maybe, if he has a chance to impress Xiao Jiahe, maybe?

Unfortunately, later facts proved that Xiao Jiahe's heart hardened, how terrible it would be.

No matter how good he is to her and how much surprise he will prepare for her, she is still a good wife and mother. She will be moved to tears in front of Cheng Yu.

But only one left Cheng Yu's sight, left to restore calm.

He and she, the most intimate days, in retrospect, perhaps only when she tried to leave Z country and go to another country.

I know how difficult and deviant it is to move my family, but I don't want her to live in a city where she can never go out because of a man every day.

So he didn't say anything against it. He just cooperated with her and supported her.

He and she have been acting for more than 20 years.

But he still couldn't move her.

He couldn't do anything.

Until she got tired of acting with him.

As he watched her coldly looking at himself day by day, his heart seemed to be cut by a rusty blunt knife, and the pain was gradually accumulated with time

Until the end, I couldn't bear the pain any more.

He asked the same question again.

This time, he got the answer.

Expected, but he was not willing to accept.

"I don't want her to live where there are always traces of him," she said

She didn't want to see him.

She wanted him to leave.

If he had just been married for a while, maybe he would have started to sneer.

But at that time, he could only endure the pain of heart splitting, but with a light smile on his face, he said, "OK."

So he didn't hesitate to give his son, who was still in high school, the position of the owner of the house that he tried every means to get.

Leaving the sentence "the world is so big, I want to go out and have a look while I'm young", I left the house that should have been the warmest home for her and him with sadness and loss.

He asked the same question three times.

Just now, in order to cooperate with her and let her son, who has been protected by them for so long and has played in front of him for so many years, know something that he should have known for a long time, he asked again.

This second time, he was on behalf of himself. After he had left that family for nearly 15 years, he asked again.

Perhaps only he knew how nervous and frightened he was when he asked this.

For the question that he had been expected to get, but would rather not answer, he always had no way to understate it as he did with other people.

"I don't know."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiahe said the answer.

It's not Cheng Junfeng's idea of absolute indifference, but it's obviously different from what he expected. For a while, he doesn't know what he should do to describe his inner thoughts.

As early as when Cheng Junfeng asked that question, Xiao Jiahe's ear, which was on his shoulder, could clearly hear the loud and rapid heartbeat like beating a drum.

He's nervous.

Xiao Jiahe judged it in a flash.

This cognition, however, made Xiao Jiahe a little incredulous.

But I feel that it seems normal.

When she just married this man, Xiao Jiahe did not deny that she was resentful.

But mother's indifferent words have been echoing in her mind, let her for the first time completely unable to produce the courage to resist.

"As an outstanding girl in the family, you should know that you can't inherit the family, you can only contribute to the prosperity of the family. That's why you, as useless daughters, can enjoy the most precious resources of the family. That's what you should do..."

What a person gains, he must lose.

As the most outstanding girl of that generation in the family, Xiao Jiahe exchanged the first half of her life for the second half of her life.

She is not Li Hui. She was born in Beijing. Because there are few girls, she treats every girl born in Li's family as the apple of her eye and gives them maximum freedom.

Any aspect.

Including mate selection.

Even choosing a civilian like Xu Qinghe is not an unacceptable thing for the Li family.

Not to mention, less than two months after breaking up with Xu Qinghe, she eagerly chose the young master of Zhao family as her husband.

How can this kind of thing not be allowed?

Li Hui's life, no matter how you look at it or how you compare it, is always a bit more fortunate than theirs.

Fortunately, people can't help but want to be envious and want to be envious.