Lucky to Have You Till the End

In the last sentence, I don't have the time and energy to deal with you, even a fool can hear the meaning of Mo Chiwei's words.

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Fu Sichen slammed the phone to the ground.

After falling, he picked up the phone with scarlet eyes again.

The corner of the screen fell apart, but it still worked.

He clicked on a multimedia message.

A photo sent to him by a Hong Kong number.

Tang Xinyan, who was charming and sleek, was held in her arms by a tall man, unable to see the man's appearance, but from the perspective of the photo, the man was kissing her.

Tang Xinyan had long eyelashes, her pretty face flushed with shyness.

He was obviously moved.

Although the man who kissed her couldn't see his face clearly, from his clothes, standing posture, and back, it can be seen that he is a tasteful, attractive and very young man.

Fu Sichen didn't want to regard this kind of man as a successful person, most likely he was a rich second generation.

He didn't want to believe that Tang Xinyan would find a better man than him.

Maybe this man looks ugly.

When Tang Yurou pushed the door in, what she saw was Fu Sichen sitting on the sofa with a heavy gloomy appearance.

He Meijuan said that he hadn't gone to work at the company for several days, and that he was drinking and smoking at home every day, and his decadence disappeared.

Yes, he was fine that day and had dinner with her.

She told him that he would do this after Tang Xinyan was married again.

Tang Xinyan was remarried again. He felt that he would never have a chance again. He was very disappointed and in pain, right?

Tang Yurou clenched her hands into fists, her eyes were red, and her jealousy and hatred for Tang Xinyan deepened.

After taking a deep breath, she kept telling herself that to be patient, she must marry into Fu's family and become his wife.

After adjusting his emotions, Tang Yurou rushed into Fu Sichen's arms, her voice softly said, "Auntie said you are in a bad mood, Si Chen, is it because I didn't do a good job? You say, can I change it?"

Fu Sichen smelled the fragrance of Tang Yurou's body, and then thought of the faint fragrance of Tang Xinyan's body, he frowned and pushed Tang Yurou away.

He was still drunk, and he didn't act lightly or severely. Tang Yurou fell to the ground unexpectedly, knocked his forehead to the corner of the coffee table, and the bright red blood suddenly flowed out.

It's not serious, but she is an actor, her face is like a facade, and she can't bear any injuries.

Tears rushed down immediately.

Fu Sichen saw her tears and the blood on her forehead, and his expression was a little sober.

Pressing his lips tightly, he frowned and said, "Are you okay?"

Tang Yurou sucked her reddish nose and choked as she pretended to be strong, "I'm fine, Si Chen, I know you are in a bad mood, it doesn't matter what you do to me, because I love you, even if I die for you, I will be willing. !"

Fu Sichen looked at the tenderness and thoughtfulness, even if he made a mistake, he would not accuse Tang Yurou of half a sentence, he felt guilt in his chest.

Reached out and pulled her up from the ground.

Tang Yurou leaned into his arms, and he did not push her away.

Fu Sichen looked at the woman in his arms, thinking that she had given him the most precious virginity, and still loved him wholeheartedly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

If Tang Xinyan had Tang Yurou half-loving him and half-cleansing herself, he and she wouldn't be where they are today!