After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The boy I had a crush on for four years in college...

Li Fei looked at the man in front of him. He had thick eyebrows and a straight nose, long and narrow eyes, moderately thick lips, a slender and tall figure, and a unique cold charm in his elegance.

She didn't understand why the man suddenly asked her such a question, but she almost didn't need to think about it and blurted out: "Yes."

Just one word made the air around me freeze.

Fu Lingheng's eyes fell on her face from beginning to end, his eyes were deep and he thought for a long time.

He recalled what Li Wan told him: [My sister has a boy she likes. It seems that he is also from your finance department. As for his appearance, I don’t know. It feels like she liked that guy in the past. 】

[The reason why you don’t like me can’t be because you like my sister, right? 】

Fu Lingheng also answered directly and simply: [Yes. 】

Li Wan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she was filled with jealousy and confusion: [But you clearly accepted my letter on the confession wall...]

[As an accountant, how do you understand musical notes? 】

Do you really think that he is like those rich second-generation people who are stupid and have too much money, and don’t use their brains to think?

When Li Wan gave him the confession letter, he had doubts. How could an accounting student, who was tone-deaf when singing in KTV, know how to express love using musical notes?

He later asked her what 'sol, re, do, la, mi' meant. She suppressed her blush, bit her lips and her eyes wandered, unable to answer.

From that moment on, Fu Lingheng knew that the girl who confessed her love to him with musical notes was someone else.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, Li Fei raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, saying in a soft voice: "Fu Lingheng?"

"Ok?"

Fu Lingheng pulled back from his thoughts and returned his gaze to her face. His broad palms wrapped her slender and smooth hands, his thin lips were slightly lifted, and his breath was clean and steady: "Did you like a boy from the finance department before? "

Li Fei's heart skipped a beat, his eyes flashed and he pretended to look away.

"Why are you asking?"

Her answer was obviously yes.

The room fell into silence for half a minute. Fu Lingheng suppressed the sadness in his heart and reorganized his words: "Do you still have contact with that person?"

"Which person?"

Li Fei was confused.

"That boy from the finance department."

Damn it, he liked her one-sidedly back then and tied her to him forcefully and domineeringly. Because there was someone else in her heart, he never had the courage to ask her face to face.

Now, the fog hidden behind the dark clouds seems to be gradually emerging.

After listening for a long time, Li Fei finally realized that this man would not think that she...

“There’s a connection and it’s close.”

Fu Lingheng's mentality completely collapsed. He let go of her hand to touch the cigarette case, lit a cigarette and took a puff, his eyes darkened: "What kind of person is he?"

"He is rich and handsome, but his character is too bad. He is an out-and-out bastard."

I only dared to criticize things in my heart before, but now I can say them to my face. Isn’t it so cool?

"he has married?"

"It's over. He doesn't care about his wife. He doesn't go home at midnight every day and goes to his wife's sister..."

Speaking of this, Li Fei suddenly lost his joking tone. Why was he still a little sad when he said it?

"That's a real bastard..."

The smoke blurred Fu Lingheng's eyes. After he finished the first half of the sentence, he thought about it and felt that something was wrong. He finally reacted when he looked sideways at Li Fei's eyes.

"The person you like is me?"

Li Fei nodded and admitted generously: "In your sophomore year, the khaki kraft paper confession letter you received from Li Wan on the confession wall was written by me."

After saying that, she picked up the phone and swiped the screen with her long fingers to find the photo that had been in the album for a long time.

The photo shows that the photo was taken six years ago. The cover of the envelope is stained with a three-dimensional folded peach heart and a string of musical notes. The font is beautiful and has the charm of a little girl.

Fu Lingheng was stunned when he looked at the photo, his eyes were sore, his mouth moved again and again, and finally he asked with difficulty: "Is this letter... written by you?"

The girl he likes and the girl who wrote the letter are actually the same person?

His hand holding the cigarette was trembling, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"I wrote this letter and kept it in the drawer of my dormitory since it was unsigned. It happened to be a full class that afternoon, so Li Wan wouldn't have a chance to steal it."

She looked sideways at the subtle expressions on his face, lowered her eyelashes, and did not dare to look at her, "Fu Lingheng, let me ask you, have you ever liked Li Wan?"

Hearing this, Fu Lingheng slowly raised his face and answered without a second's hesitation: "No."

She smiled, her beautiful apricot eyes filled with moisture, clear and beautiful, "You don't like her, but you still get so close to her?"

Please eat and sing.

Even after they got married, they still ran to the hospital every three days?

She always thought that Fu Lingheng liked Li Wan, so she had been avoiding her for the past three years.

Because there is something else in my heart, I can't spare any extra space for her.

But whether it was Gu Tingbai or Si Kankan, all the words they said revealed a common message, that is... the person Fu Lingheng liked had always been her, not Li Wan.

Thinking of this, she no longer had to beat around the bush, raised her eyes to meet his focused gaze, and said bluntly: "Fu Lingheng, you said before that the person you fell in love with at the beginning was me, so... why are you still following me? Li Wan is so close?"

Although it wasn't exaggerated enough to spread the rumor in school that Fu Lingheng liked Li Wan, it was still close.

In addition, Li Wan intentionally or unintentionally said some deeply ambiguous words in front of others, and gradually, the rumors became true.

[Fu Lingheng and Li Wan are in love, and their relationship is a sure thing. 】

She had heard too many such remarks, and every time she heard them, she would secretly cry for a long time, covering her hands with the quilt.

"She was the one who told me that you liked someone else. I just paid to buy information from her so that I could follow her fancy and pursue you."

Ask Li Wan for help chasing her?

Is Fu Lingheng's IQ really as high as the rumors say?

Li Fei sat up straight and followed his words and asked: "Then what have you learned about my preferences from her?"

"She doesn't seem to know you very well. If the old man hadn't told me out of nowhere right after graduation that he had found a marriage partner for me..."

"Then I guess we won't have any intersection in this life."

Li Fei cut off his words with a gentle voice, "How could Li Wan understand me? She and I haven't lived together since we were ten years old. Her parents are hers, and her home is hers. I...except for my grandpa, what?" nothing."

She talked about the pain she had experienced in childhood in just a few words.

But when Fu Lingheng heard this, he was shocked and surprised, and his grip on her wrist unconsciously increased.

Fuck, after a long circle, he was tricked by that dead man Li Wan?

"How come I never heard you mention these things?"

When he was ten years old, he was thrown into the countryside by his parents. He lived in a dilapidated house and was imprisoned in a dark barn. He had to eat soy sauce and rice three times a day. He was scolded for not taking care of his younger brother.

Is this something that someone from a fucking desolate place can do?

How could she hide so many grievances without mentioning them?

"You didn't ask."

She was full of calm, and the place where his heart felt was like being pricked by a needle, a dull pain.

She picked up her phone and enlarged the text on it. Her throat felt as if there was a piece of cotton stuck in her throat. It was low and muffled: "The notes on the envelope, sol, re, do, la, mi, actually mean... I-hi." -Happy-you."

Then, he called up the long-saved chat screenshots and photos and showed them to Fu Lingheng.

Some explicit verbal hints, some photos that seem unrealistic and unclear.

The screen is full of provocation and alienation.

This was another side of Li Wan that Fu Lingheng had never seen before. With trembling hands, he continued to flip through the screenshots of the chat history, his eyes scarlet.

No wonder Li Fei didn't want to go to the hospital to see her until she died...

Fireworks and salutes shot into the sky outside the window, and the sound of crackling firecrackers in the neighbors could be heard all the time.

Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Fu Lingheng stared at her for a long time, his throat rolled, and a bone-chilling coldness penetrated into his limbs, "She lied to you, I didn't spend the night with her, and the supplements were all sent by Cheng Yang, and the photos were taken In these photos, Cheng Yang is right next to him, and in this one pouring water, there was a row of doctors standing next to the hospital bed..."

"I married you voluntarily, and there was never any force from grandpa."

This is probably one of the few moments of panic that Fu Lingheng has shown since he was born.

The fireworks above the head exploded loudly, and the people who exploded were upset.

At this moment, Fu Lingheng couldn't feel a trace of the festive atmosphere of the New Year, he just felt depressed everywhere.

"Fei'er, do you believe me?"

The corner of Li Fei's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes wandered across the man's face, with a slight curve on his lips: "You can take the photo to someone for appraisal. You will know if it is photoshopped and checked by someone. I will make a decision before the result comes out." Do you want to believe me?"

After saying that, she stood up and stuffed the packed quilt into his arms, "Grandpa can't sleep in separate rooms under his nose. You can choose the same sofa or bed."

Her attitude was clear and she was determined not to sleep in the same bed with him.

The corner of Fu Lingheng's mouth twitched, and he hugged the quilt reluctantly, trying to play rogue: "The sofa is so narrow, I can't straighten my legs."

"Then you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa."

He said nothing and turned around to go to the sofa.

There was nothing he could do about it, he had caused it himself, and he couldn't complain even if he was kneeling on the washboard.