Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

“I want to get rid of him.”

Hearing this, Su Mingyu, who had been eavesdropping, suddenly skipped a beat.

Get rid of me?

She won't forgive me anymore.

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel even more depressed, as if a huge rock was blocking his heart.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to imagine her pointing a gun at his heart and shooting without mercy. There was even the cold expression on her face.

Maybe, this is also good

He tried to convince himself, but his aching heart told him that he couldn't be easily convinced.

Su Mingyu quickly fled the hospital. When he got outside, he seemed to feel slightly relieved, but he was still very depressed.

It was a very strange feeling. He left here before he could figure out what it was like.

Lin Yahui saw his back and turned to Fu Cheng

"He seems to have misunderstood"

“He thought you didn’t know”

Fu Cheng explained calmly

"That's fine, let him misunderstand for now."

"Your husband is right. You really treat him differently."

“Brother Cheng!”

The operating room door opened and Lin Yahui hurried forward

"Axing, are you okay?"

"Ms. Lin, don't you need to give an explanation?"

"Xiao Jian, it has nothing to do with Xiao Mu, he is here for Fu Yexing"

Jian Sen looked at Fu Cheng and responded in a low voice

"Xiao Jian, if you continue with your thoughts, you will regret it."

"Will I...regret it? I won't regret it."

"Really? You really won't regret making a rash judgment without even knowing the hidden truth?"

"I……"

"I won't"

Jensen's tone became firmer.

Fu Cheng sneered

“You’re being stubborn too.”

Then he turned around and drove to a small bungalow.

He pried open the door, walked in, and came to the inner room

Su Mingyu knelt in front of the two tablets and kept whipping his back with the whip in his hand.

"Dad, Mom, I'm useless"

"I can't protect you, nor can I protect Yanyan"

"Now, I can't even protect my only friend."

“This is my karma”

"This is my retribution for killing you"

"It was my fault"

“This is the punishment I deserve”

Blood flowed down his back, and Fu Cheng looked at the tattoo on his back.

It is a rose that breaks through the thorns and blooms. The originally black rose is dyed red by blood.

Fu Cheng reached out and grabbed the whip

Su Mingyu looks back

"Are you here to laugh at my joke on her behalf?"

Fu Cheng did not answer, but asked about the tattoo on his back.

"Is it a painting by Xiaomu?"

Su Mingyu nodded

“I had just met her not long ago.”

At that time, Su Mingyu had just become acquainted with her, but Lin Yahui saw his helplessness and treated him as a friend.

Lin Yahui was painting a blooming rose, which was gorgeous and generous. Su Mingyu took the brush and paint from her and painted some thorns at the bottom of the rose stem.

"Hey! Don't tamper with my painting!"

Lin Yahui with arms akimbo

"Isn't it more beautiful this way? Trying to break through the thorns and blooming, it's very much like you."

"Hmph, that's beyond words."

Su Mingyu took a picture of the painting with his mobile phone

"Why? My paintings are not allowed to be circulated."

“I’ll stay here as a souvenir.”

Lin Yahui took the painting down and gave it to him

"Give it to you"

"Thank you, wait for my return gift."

On Lin Yahui's birthday, he personally attended. Although the people in the Divine Realm regarded him as someone who needed to be guarded against, she never

"Ms. Lin, this is a return gift."

Su Mingyu handed her the bracelet

"Then I'm welcome, Mr. Su"

Su Mingyu sighed and slowly looked at Fu Cheng

"She didn't know about the tattoo. I didn't dare tell her either."