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His tone was calm, like the cold wind passing by outside the window. There was no trace of blowing but it felt like falling into an ice cave.

Song Weiyu felt something in his heart, and his heart that was still beating wildly gradually withered.

I didn't want to hang up the phone directly. Didn't I want to ask him why he went to Xiangshan Lake in the middle of the night?

The words are on her lips, she can't give up at the critical moment, can she?

"Have you been there these past few nights?" She pressed the leather seat harder and harder.

"Xiangshan Lake..." The voice was covered up by a rapid and exaggerated roar of the accelerator.

"What?" Fu Haitang didn't hear clearly, but seemed to have guessed what she wanted to ask.

Standing in the cold wind on the roof, my heartbeat stopped for half a beat.

They have obviously been married for thirty years, but this inexplicable throbbing is like a soft little feather, making their hearts tremble one after another.

He waited patiently for Song Weiyu's answer, his handsome and elegant face made more confusing by the dark night.

Before Song Weiyu's voice could be heard, Li Nian lowered his voice deliberately: "Chen...Chen Fang, here we come."

Song Weiyu followed the direction of her finger and looked out the window.

Chen Fang's Bugatti was parked on the outside parallel to her.

The car window slowly falls.

The man's cold and sad eyes passed over the mobile phone next to her ear, and then settled on her reddish eyes.

The two of them looked at each other through the cold wind across two cars.

"What did you want to say just now?" the person on the phone asked again.

He thought that since she could make this call to him tonight, it meant that she was concerned about him.

He even wanted to see what Song Weiyu would say to him in front of Chen Fang.

Song Weiyu woke up when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone. He even forgot to say goodbye and hung up the phone.

Fu Haitang still held up his mobile phone, listening to the busy tone inside in the cold wind.

He chuckled briefly.

The soft feathers that were lightly tickling at the tip of my heart just now felt like they were dipped in ice-cold water and stuck together.

He looked down at his forearm, which was covered by his shirt. It hurt even the slightest movement.

But he couldn't help it, he would rather hurt himself to release his depression than forget her.

Now, the pain seemed to remind him: You are ridiculous and not worth it.

"Li He, please increase the number of treatments."

Since you know it's not worth it, just use outside help. Isn't that doctor very famous?

In fact, these two treatments were effective, right? For example, now, he no longer wants to hurt himself, but wants to forget her.

Forget her for the rest of your life and fall in love with someone else.

Marry another Mrs. Fu...

Anyway, Fu Dong's status will never change, as for who his wife is. He is who he wills.

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Song Weiyu hung up the phone and regretted not saying goodbye properly.

She was always like this, Chen Fang and Fu Haitang were placed in front of her at the same time, letting her choose.

She will definitely give up Fu Haitang first.

She regretted briefly and looked at Chen Fang's displeased side face. After putting on his coat, he was about to get out of the car when Li Nian grabbed him.

Li Nian lowered his voice and sounded in his ears, a little angry: "Song Weiyu, you only have IQ but not EQ?"

"For so many years, every time it had anything to do with Chen Fang, you chose to wrong Fu Haitang. You didn't even think about it just now, just hung up on him as a reflex."

"Have you ever thought about how uncomfortable it would be for him to be on the phone?"

Song Weiyu was stunned in the dark night.

Li Nian looked at her stupid look and grabbed her wrist: "You can't always have the confidence to abuse him just because he dotes on you! He is Fu Haitang, one of the best men in the capital. Girls younger and prettier than you are all lining up. Waiting to get into his bed..."

Song Weiyu's hand held on the car window frame gradually turned white with force.

Can she really be calm and calm when she sees him calling someone else 'Mrs. Fu'?

Of course she can't, how possessive she is. Even if she gets divorced, she doesn't want Fu Haitang to fall in love with someone else again.

Chen Fang watched her long curly hair floating out of the car window and saw her fair and thin neck.

I also saw her fingers holding on to the car window.

The traces of the ring belonging to another man are fading.

If you want to fade it, fade it completely.

He stretched his neck left and right, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes stern and sharp.

He said calmly to Song Weiyu: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Weiyu turned to look at him.

He and Fu Haitang have completely different styles. If she is alienated from Fu Haitang, Fu Haitang will get close to her again and again.

But Chen Fang is different.

As soon as she showed alienation, Chen Fang would immediately deliberately keep his distance from her.

For example, tonight, he didn't even get out of the car.

'I've been waiting for you for a long time. 'It's been 28 years.

Turning back to Li Nian, she opened Li Nian's hand on her wrist and said, "How many 28 years are there in life? I owe him this."

Li Nian held her tightly:

"Should Fu Haitang's 28 years end without any illness? Song Weiyu, if one day you regret it and you can't see him when you look back. Can you really let go?"

"He won't always be there waiting for you."