Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 508, Marshal, so cold 32
"Wu Qingcheng, I thought that even if you don't love me, I can. Slowly use time to prove that my love for you will make you fall in love with me one day!"

"But, before you fall in love with me, you take the first step and don't want me!"

Boom~~
A dull thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the white silver chain that flashed past, like a sharp knife, pierced the deep night outside the door, and pierced deeply into Zhao Yusheng's heart.

Suddenly, his heart was covered with scars and dripping with blood, like a scar that would never heal.

Zhao Yusheng's bitter and misty voice sounded, deep and hoarse, full of infinite pain.

"Wu Qingcheng, you still don't want me after all!"

"You don't want me anymore!"

The man's aggrieved cry made Qingcheng startled, and his expression was a little dazed.

Qingcheng didn't see that under the dim light, Zhao Yusheng sneered, turned his head and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and then the painful expression was restrained, and the emotion returned to indifference.

The voice was also as cold as ice, indifferent and heartless, "Wu Qingcheng, you also said that Wu Fengqing is my benefactor, the grace of saving my life, I promise it with my body!"

"How can I let my benefactor be my concubine, how can I wrong my benefactor, Wu Qingcheng, you give me to her, okay. I will marry her, but let her marry in as a wife!"

"Wu Qingcheng, I don't want you now!"

As Zhao Yusheng said, he closed his eyes, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and threw it on the bed.

Qingcheng didn't speak, picked up the paper on the bed, lowered her head and saw the word "divorce letter" on it.

"Wu Qingcheng, I have already divorced you. From now on, you are no longer my wife Zhao Yusheng, and you have nothing to do with me Zhao Yusheng anymore. Let's go!!"

Qingcheng blinked, looked up at Zhao Yusheng, Zhao Yusheng looked at Qingcheng, and immediately moved away.

"Wu Qingcheng, this is Zhaofu, I'll let you go!"

Qingcheng: "Zhaoyu Sheng——"

"I'll let you get out!! Get out!!" Zhao Yusheng pointed outside the door.

It was raining harder and harder outside, and it didn't feel like it was going to stop.

Qingcheng sat up straight, stood up from the bed, lowered her head and put on her shoes.

In the dim light, there was thunder outside.

The woman wore long black hair like a waterfall and wore a simple and elegant cotton silk cheongsam, just stepping on the cold ground with her bare feet.

As soon as the jade-like little feet touched the ground, waves of cold temperature surged up from the soles of the feet.

It was so cold that Qingcheng couldn't help shivering.

He found the shoes on the other side of the bed and put them on. What flashed back in his mind was the man squatting beside her with a gentle and doting face, putting on the shoes for her gently.

Pursing her lips, after putting on her shoes, Qingcheng got up, walked to Zhao Yusheng's side step by step, and stood still.

He glanced at him, and then looked out the window at the night that stretched to nowhere.

After hesitating for a while, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he bit his lip and squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

"Zhao Yusheng, I'm sorry!!"

She didn't know who she was saying sorry to. This scene was a little familiar, so familiar that she had experienced it before.

A strong sadness suddenly came and spread from the heart.

Who was it that once made her heart hurt so badly?
It hurts so much that even if she doesn't have a heart now, she can still feel the throbbing and pain coming from her soul.

(End of this chapter)