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

Not everyone is like her mother, who was betrayed by her father and passed away with resentment, and not everyone is like her, who couldn't love her and ruined her life.

Su Ze heard the melancholy in Xiang Elegy's tone, and thinking of Fu Chengxun, he hesitated to say: "Miss Xiang, actually, Mr. Fu is not as cruel as you think, he is just too paranoid, he thinks you killed him Miss Qin, paranoid to believe the facts he once believed, this is his temper developed over the years."

Paranoid?

Xiang Elegy smiled lowly: "Su Ze, you are wrong, he is not paranoid, he simply hates me, this hatred, in fact, began to sprout in his heart from the moment I insisted on marrying him , Three years, three full years of marriage, my heart that I thought could be warm, was finally completely broken at the moment of Qin Sixuan's death."

"Mr. Fu may just be used to it. He's used to others listening to him. Miss Xiang, you are too independent. To some extent, maybe Mr. Fu doesn't hate you?"

If there is only hatred, why do you put such a person by your side every day to block your eyes every day? If there is only hatred, why do you feel so painful when you learn that Miss Xiang's hand has been destroyed? To thoroughly investigate who did it?

If there is really only hatred, why did he buy so many books on mental illness just because of Qi Ning's sentence "Xiang Elegy may have a serious mental illness."

If there is really nothing but hatred, why do you call Miss Xiang and ask for a document that is of no use when you are far away in the United States?

Looking down at Elegy, his eyes were indifferent: "What he thinks in his heart has nothing to do with me, whether it's hatred or anything else, I don't intend to know."

Looking at Elegy's obvious expression of not wanting to talk any more, Su Ze had no choice but to stop talking in his heart.

Maybe there are some things that can only be felt by the parties themselves.

After all, feelings have always been like people knowing how warm and cold drinking water is, and others can't help anything.

……

From morning to afternoon, Xiang Elegy stood stubbornly in front of Qin Sixuan's tombstone. Even though her face was pale due to the severe cold, she didn't look soft at all.

Su Ze stayed by the side all the time, watching Xiang Elegy's face turn pale little by little, until finally, he was completely pale.

"Miss Xiang, I'll give Mr. Fu a call, and you just give in. I think your body can't hold it anymore."

Xiang Elegy had a pale face. The clothes Su Ze brought her were very thick down jackets, but after staying in the snow for a whole day, her body had reached its limit in all aspects.

She put her hands to her mouth and exhaled warmly, but the moment she heard Su Ze's words, she said weakly: "No, Assistant Su Te, don't call him."

Su Ze's face was full of embarrassment: "But Miss Xiang, if you continue like this, you won't be able to bear it."

"Even if I die here today, I won't kneel down to Qin Sixuan. So there's no need for you to call Fu Chengxun."

"But what if Mr. Fu softens his heart?"

"Soft-hearted?" Xiang Yange didn't feel that Fu Chengxun was a soft-hearted person at all.

This man has always been cold-blooded and ruthless to the extreme when it comes to her affairs.

"He won't be soft-hearted, Su Ze, don't you understand? It's been a day. If Fu Chengxun is a person who can compromise, I won't stand here for a day. This man, with me, has never had the word soft-hearted The presence."