Your Miss Su is blackened

Hearing this, Fu Moxing immediately looked at her.

There was some displeasure in his eyes, and after scanning her face with scrutiny, he said to her in a warning tone: "Don't be smart."

Su Wan smiled lightly: "Is there?"

The man didn't talk.

The smile on her lips deepened: "Actually, Fu is always a man. He should know better than me what the most direct expression of a man liking a woman is possessiveness, wanting to see her, wanting to kiss her, touching her to tease her, wanting to be with her." She's having actual sex? Right?"

He looked at her intently and remained silent.

Su Wan didn't drive the car out in a hurry, and said slowly: "But now, it seems that Mr. Fu's attitude and actual actions towards me seem to be more in line with all the descriptions I just made."

Fu Moxing raised his eyebrows: "So?!"

She looked calm and analyzed slowly: "So you fell in love with me, unknowingly. Even though you don't want to admit it, it's the truth."

He sneered: "If you fall in love with you, will you still treat you like this?"

She read a sentence inexplicably: "So you know that you have a bad attitude towards me."

The man glanced at her, quickly looked away, raised his hand calmly and pinched the center of his eyebrows: "Drive, stop talking nonsense."

Only then did Su Wan start the engine.

After the Porsche drove onto the spacious road, she smiled lightly, her red lips parted and said: "The car has already been driven, but I think there are still some issues that need to be discussed."

Fu Moxing turned a deaf ear.

Women don't seem to mind.

While driving, she talked eloquently: "There is no contradiction between your bad attitude towards me and your falling in love with me. Your poor attitude towards me is because you were forced into marriage by me two years ago and arranged by your own father." , was forced to be separated from the woman you once liked. You can’t fight your father, and you can’t fight him, so you put everything on me, and use me as a culprit, a vent. Man, always It’s very contradictory, torturing myself between love and hate, always thinking that I’m hurting others, but in fact it’s just—”

She paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "If you hurt the enemy a thousand, you will hurt yourself eight hundred."

Fu Moxing opened his eyes suddenly: "Enough."

Those two simple words made people hear the slightest bit of displeasure in his dull voice.

Su Wan smiled lightly: "It's just right, I've finished talking too. But I really want to ask Mr. Fu, the unhappy look on your face now represents your own thoughts... Is everything right? !"

He said something vaguely: "After saying some things that I thought were correct, do you think they are all facts? I'm in love with you?! Oh, don't be wishful thinking."

She pulled her lips, not arguing with him.

Whether they love it or not, it can't change the result of their divorce.

Whether she loves him or not, it can't change her desire to leave him and get rid of him.

All she said was just to win her breath, and to let him understand that all the irony and torture he had given her for more than two years were not one-way.

He was also punished without knowing it.

The woman I loved is not so loved anymore.

The wife who is used to it will eventually leave.

If she, Su Wan, was pitiful, then he, Fu Moxing, was also pitiful.

After more than two years of marriage, Su Wan discovered for the first time that chatting with Fu Moxing can be such a happy thing.