Who is she to you, and it is worth your way for her?

Unfortunately, these words are destined to be ruined in my heart forever.

She couldn't say it, and couldn't speak.

How could she say it out loud? How could she say it out loud? She obviously didn't want to get married, but after being forced to marry him, there was still a trace of luck in her heart.

Hope of luck, this broken relationship can still be restored to the original state after experiencing trauma.

But reality will always give you a fatal slap in the face so inadvertently and wake you up.

Song Weiwei was like a slap covered with thorns and shook her face hard on her face. The thorns were on her face and hurt her heart.

She was laughing at her with her teeth and claws, Wu Xuewei, you have no chance, accept your fate!

"I don't know...I don't know...You let me go..." She smiled, shook her head, and murmured blankly.

"Ha..." Feng Churui looked sad and let go of her, his eyes deep in the ocean, "Don't you know? Do you don't know, or do you don't want it? Wu Xuewei, I really want to look into your heart from your eyes and see if that heart really doesn't love me anymore!"

"Then did you see it?"

Qinggui's elegant expression instantly cracked, "I can't see it, I can't see it!"

Wu Xuewei laughed, how could he see it? Now even she herself can't see it, how could he see it?

"Forget it, it's nonsense if we continue to talk. You and Miss Song won't be just a friend. If you are good for her, you can consider my suggestions."

Feng Churui sneered lightly, laughing softly and suppressed: "What is my relationship with her? Do you care?"

Wu Xuewei was stunned, and was a little confused by his sarcastic tone. So what if she cares, so what if she doesn't care?

It's all meaningless, right?

She fell in love with her first, and she has even been wondering from the beginning to the present whether he said that loving her was a relationship between men and women, or a habit he had developed over the years.

She couldn't tell the difference, she had long been unable to tell the difference.

"It doesn't matter whether I care or not." Her voice was light and light, and the wind blew.

"Is it not important or do you just care?!"

Wu Xuewei never looked at him again, turned around and left.

Behind him, he was a low smile. Feng Churui put his hands in his suit pants pockets, his figure was straight and arrogant, "Wu Xuewei, this is actually your real idea, right? You wish I wouldn't bother you, so I'll be in love with the little lover of the He family... Okay, I will do what you wish."

Wu Xuewei's mind was messy, her ears were buzzing, and she hated her for being incompetent. Every time she encountered something, her hands and feet would always be cold and her brain was slow to react.

She only knew that if she didn't leave, she would collapse in the next second.

It doesn't make any sense to talk to him.

Back indoors, Mr. Yang was watching the news, and Song Weiwei was sitting aside with a dangerous heart, very uneasy.

As soon as Wu Xuewei came in, Mr. Yang smiled and said, "Girl Xuewei, why did you whisper to your Uncle Feng?"

"There is no whisper. Uncle Feng just asked me to take care of Miss Song." She made a mistake and explained why she went out with Feng Churui just now.

Only the Feng and Wu family knew about their secret marriage, so Yang always didn't know about it.

If I knew, I wouldn't joke about Feng Churui and Song Weiwei.

"Take, take care of me more? Could it be that old man, can I eat this reporter?"
Chapter completed!