It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

There were so many words in Xiang Elegy's heart, when he saw Fu Chengxun's ruthless face, they all turned into a faint sentence: "Okay."

What else can she say other than this word, she has no other way to rely on Fu Chengxun to cure her brother, except forbearance.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Xiang Elegy was the night before Fu Chengxun dragged her out of bed. Fu Chengxun tossed her until late at night, and she seemed to be falling apart.

"Xiang Elegy, get up." Sen Leng's voice rang in his ears, Xiang Elegy forcibly got rid of his pajamas, and sat up from the bed.

"Fu Chengxun, do you really care about Qin Sixuan so much? If you really care, then don't bother me last night."

Xiang Elegy didn't know where her anger came from. Thinking of Fu Chengxun's tossing last night, and calling her up so early in the morning just to pay respects to the dead Qin Sixuan, her suppressed emotions suddenly burst out up.

The man's bloodthirsty eyes locked on her tightly, and the strength in his hands almost broke her arm.

Enduring the pain, Xiang Elegy looked up at Fu Chengxun: "Why, Mr. Fu is angry, is it because of which sentence I said? Is it the first half sentence or the second half sentence, or is it because my words made Mr. Fu start to reflect, It's not right to spend the whole night with me, the so-called murderer who killed Qin Sixuan, while fondly remembering the deceased Qin Sixuan."

"To the Elegy..." The man gritted his teeth, his jaw tightened, obviously looking like he was about to get angry in the next second.

"Why, did I hit the mark?"

Fu Chengxun grabbed her chin, and his tone was bone-chillingly cold: "Xiang Elegy, don't compare yourself with Si Xuan, you are not worthy. Let me tell you, it's not because I have feelings for you, you are me. Those who bought it, don't use it for nothing, to the elegy, to put it bluntly, you are a tool for me to vent my desires, you'd better see your identity clearly, and, the tone and attitude just now, once again , I will let your brother die directly in the hospital."

Xiang Elegy's complexion changed suddenly, she looked at Fu Chengxun in disbelief, but the man didn't give her a chance to speak, he swung his big hand and threw her whole on the bed.

Then, with firm steps, he left heartlessly.

Sitting on the bed, Xiang Elegy bit her lower lip tightly, paused for a second, then stepped out of bed, washed and tidied up.

Fu Chengxun, you really grasp my weakness towards Elegy.

……

When Xiang Elegy finished packing and went downstairs, Fu Chengxun was already sitting in the living room waiting.

Seeing her coming down, the man glanced at her lightly, then got up, and walked straight to the door. During the whole process, he didn't say a word.

Xiang Elegy's numb heart didn't feel much anymore, she gathered her coat and tried to keep up with Fu Chengxun's pace.

During the whole process of going to Qin Sixuan's cemetery, Xiang Elegy didn't say a word.

Her eyes kept falling out of the car window, and it started to snow again outside. She didn't know if it was Xiang Elegy's illusion or something, but she always felt that there seemed to be a lot of snow in Jiangcheng this year.

She still remembers that in the past, she still liked snowy days, and the pure white made her feel that life is really beautiful.