I owe you a lifetime of love

Fu Qingshen lowered his head slowly.

He put his hands on An Nian's shoulders.

"Annian..."

The smile on An Nian's lips was still expanding infinitely, and she was complaining about her grievances little by little.

She said: "Actually, you already knew that the video was synthesized that day, and you knew that someone with a heart was targeting you, targeting Fu, but you still put your grief of losing your grandma on me."

"Fu Qingshen, are you satisfied with me now?"

Fu Qingshen was speechless, his hands fell down weakly.

An Nian didn't speak anymore, she chuckled, turned and entered the room.

And this entry is a whole day.

"Sir, madam eats too little, I'm afraid my body won't be able to hold on if this continues..."

The maid brought An Nian's dinner downstairs, and when she saw Fu Qingshen who was eating downstairs, she couldn't help but say something.

"She still can't eat?"

The maid nodded: "Madam seems to have lost her appetite, and she is also in a low mood."

Fu Qingshen put down the tableware in his hand, turned around and entered the kitchen.

When he came out again, he was holding a bowl of seafood porridge in his hand.

Fu Qingshen stepped upstairs and knocked on the door of Annian's bedroom. The door was locked as usual, and he opened it with the spare key.

Fu Qingshen pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black, with heavy curtains hanging down.

An Nian sat there leaning on the bedside table.

Her eyes looked towards Fu Qingshen without focus.

Fu Qing took a deep breath.

"Annian, are you punishing me?"

The woman didn't speak.

He frowned, walked over, put the porridge on the bedside table and sat down: "If it is, then let me tell you, your method is wrong. If you don't eat or drink like this, you will only suffer."

An Nian lowered his head and remained silent.

"Annian, drink this bowl of porridge."

An Nian looked up at him, but she silently refused.

Fu Qingshen picked up the spoon and took a sip: "I don't mind feeding you."

An Nian frowned even deeper, and he really came to feed him.

It's just that she didn't open her mouth. After he tried it several times, Fu Qingshen seemed to have lost all patience.

He pinched her chin to make her drink porridge.

An Nian knocked over the porridge bowl in his hand.

"Annian!" Fu Qingshen almost furiously stared at the mess all over the floor, the porridge splashed on his clothes.It is simply dry.

An Nian's heart fluctuated, she leaned lazily against the head of the bed: "What? Now you even want to force me to eat?"

She finally got angry.

Fu Qing frowned deeply and stared at An Nian: "An Nian, how many days has it been? Even if you feel unwilling and angry, you should get rid of it, right?"

An Nian smiled softly: "So, you admit that you are accommodating me these few days?"

Fu Qingshen turned his head to the side, he seemed to be enduring some kind of uncontrollable emotion, after a while, he turned and left, but soon brought another bowl of porridge.

"Okay! Since you haven't had enough trouble, I'll accompany you! Starting tonight, we will live together with food and clothing!"

An Nian's unmoving eyes were finally stained with anger.

Fu Qing successfully hooked his lower lip.

An Nian still refused to drink porridge.

Fu Qingshen ate a spoonful by himself: "If you want me to feed you mouth to mouth, that's not impossible!"

An Nian: "..."

She gripped the quilt tightly with her fingers.

"Fu Qingshen! You are shameless!"

"Eat it all!" He handed the porridge to her.

An Nian had no choice but to compromise.

The seafood porridge was cooked deliciously, and this was the first time An Nian had tasted it after so many days.

Fu Qing looked at the bowls and chopsticks with satisfaction, he cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and the man left and returned.

When he came again, he had already changed into a cotton pajamas, he lifted the quilt and pulled An Nian into his arms.

A restless heart finally calmed down.

Fu Qingshen woke up with a burst of restlessness.

He subconsciously touched the place beside him, but unfortunately, that place was empty and cold...

Fu Qingshen suddenly turned over and sat up, panting heavily, his eyes hallucinating the room.

Annian is not here!

Fu Qingshen ran out of the bedroom barefoot, and there was movement from the baby room beside him.

A few servants who got up early stood at the door of the nursery. The door was closed, and no one dared to go in.

The moment they saw Fu Qingshen, the servants breathed a sigh of relief.

"what happened!"

A maid replied, "Sir, madam is inside."

The door of the baby room was locked, Fu Qingshen didn't even have time to wait for someone to find a spare key, he kicked the door open.

"Annian!"

The baby's room was in a mess, everything, everything was smashed by An Nian.

The loose white sweater she was wearing was stained with paint and turned dirty.

She stood barefoot in front of the mural and panted heavily.

"You... what the hell are you doing?"

Fu Qing's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart was sour, and blood seemed to be gushing in his chest.

With red eyes, he strode forward to hold An Nian's bloody hands, and shouted at the door: "Call the doctor, call the doctor!"

An Nian sat on the sofa, and she let Fu Qingshen take out the medicine box to help her wipe off the congealed blood on her palm and bandage her.

After a long silence, Anian suddenly said, "Fu Qingshen, let me go."

Fu Qingshen's fingers trembled almost invisibly, and he raised his eyes to look at her.

An Nian looked indifferent: "I'm too tired. I don't want to entangle with you any longer."

Fu Qingshen forced himself to lower his head, his voice was calm, and he was still the cold-blooded and ruthless Fu Qingshen.

He said: "You said that you would torture and entangle with me for the rest of your life. I take this seriously."

"But I can't hold on anymore..."

For the first time, Fu Qingshen felt heartache so clearly.

He took An Nian into his arms: "I... I was wrong..."

He finally said it.

"Annian, I apologize. I'm sorry, I'm blind, I can't tell right from wrong, it's me...it's all me, please forgive me. "

An Nian's heart became more and more sad.

Fu Qingshen's words seemed to confirm a thought in her heart.

Fu Qingshen, are you in love with me?

You are different from me after all, right?
If it was before, his words would probably make him utterly devoted to him for the rest of his life.

But now...

She smiled lowly: "I hate you."

"Hate it." Fu Qingshen held her shoulders even tighter, "I hope you hate me more than turning a blind eye."

There is also hatred, does that mean that you are still in love?

An Nian looked at him ridiculously, and she said in a declarative tone: "Actually, I could have avoided falling down the stairs that day..."

"Annian..." Fu Qingshen raised his hand to cover her mouth, his eyes were pleading, "Don't say it, don't say it..."

An Nian raised her hand, and she tried hard to break away his hands covering her lips one by one.

"Actually, Shen Yuxi told you, right? As she said, I fell down the stairs on purpose that day." A smile appeared on her pale face.

"Annian!" Fu Qingshen's eyes turned red, "How can you bear it..."

An Nian smiled coldly: "But you don't want to keep that child either, do you?"

no!no!

He had longed deeply, he had wanted to welcome that child with all joy.

"You even informed the hospital to arrange an operation before the matter was confirmed. Fu Qingshen, sometimes I wonder, what kind of existence am I to you?"

Before An Nian said even more heartbreaking words, Fu Qing bowed his head and kissed her lips.

He robbed her breath frantically.

Lips and teeth intertwined, breath intertwined.

Fu Qing deeply tasted the salty taste, and his hands tightened around her waist even more domineeringly.

Strong, domineering, and hot, he pushed Anian even harder into the sofa.