Wu Xuewei just frowned, ignored his words, and even less noticed his tone and the concern in his eyes. Her eyes were only staring at him holding her hands tightly, "Let go."

Feng Churui's eyes slid down and landed on his hand. Then he let go of his hand in slow motion and curled the corners of his lips, "Okay."

She doesn't want him to touch her, so he won't touch her.

He really doesn't matter, he just fears that she will continue to be so depressed.

He felt very sorry for her loss of the child because it was also his first child.

Especially the child's loss was caused by him indirectly, which made him wish to cut himself into pieces to make her vent her hatred.

It’s a pity that she didn’t need anything, she didn’t need his care, and... she didn’t need him.

Secretary Wu and the apartment aunt came to pick her up together. The aunt helped her, unable to hide her worries. She was enlightening her along the way. Feng Churui walked behind her three steps away with her, watching her aunt chattering and talking to her, and she was like a wooden man, without responding to a word.

My heart twitched tightly, and I really wanted her to cry and yell and vent, which was better than her overly calm appearance, which made him worried.

Feng Churui may not know that the most awesome thing is to die of heart. Wu Xuewei has no tears in her tears now.

"Miss Xuewei, get in the car." Secretary Wu looked at Wu Xuewei standing by the car door and refused to get in, so he had to walk up and persuade her.

The aunt also agreed: "Yes, Miss Xuewei, it's windy outside, and miscarriage is equivalent to half a month old. You can't blow the wind now. Get in the car quickly, it's warm."

Feng Churui stood behind her, his frowning brows never stretched out. His fingers holding his luggage were slightly clenched. He looked at Wu Xuewei's back and said, "If I don't want to take the same car with me, I can take a taxi back."

Secretary Wu was shocked and couldn't help but shout: "Mayor!"

Wu Xuewei raised her eyes slightly, and she spread her aunt's arms and held her: "You guys go by yourself."

To this day, what kind of mentality does she have to live under the same roof with him?

The person he doesn't want to see the least is him, why doesn't he understand?!

Every time she sees him, she will think of his deception, his indifference and his ruthlessness. How can she bear the heart-like pain so that she can live in the same apartment as him, and get along with him every day without looking up?

Who will tell her why, until today, he still acts like a king and interferes in her life!

"Miss Xuewei, where are you going?" The aunt reacted and trotted a few steps to hold her cold hand. "Why is this hand so cold? Miss Xuewei, just listen to your aunt once, can you get in the car first? It's so cold outside."

The aunt kept rubbing her hands, wanting to warm her up, but her heart was cold, so how could her body feel warm?

It was really cold this day. Look, it was snowing, right?

After all, I couldn't bear to see my aunt worry so much. After all, my aunt didn't owe her anything: "Auntie, go back. I'm going back to the United States."

"This..." Auntie was stunned.

Feng Churui walked up to her and looked at her with a deep look, "Even if you want to go back, you have to wait until you have to take care of your body before going back. If your body is not well... it will be difficult to get pregnant again in the future. Xuewei, just listen to me once."
Chapter completed!