My wife wants to be a widow every day (35) 1

Fu min's words were like a cold knife, stabbing into Yan Xun's heart, causing it to bleed.

His heart ached.

He looked at the woman in front of him. She was beautiful yet unfamiliar. She was clearly right in front of him, and he could even clearly feel her soft hand gently caressing his face.

But she was so far away, as if she would disappear in the next moment.

Yan Xun's eyes flashed with confusion, helplessness, and a painful struggle. Finally, it turned into a deep and surging hatred, like a calm and Dead Pool, without any life.

He held a heart in front of her, but her reaction was to avoid it and to get rid of it. It was really ... It wasn't worth it.

That's right.

To someone like Yan Xun, love and hate could happen in an instant.

He looked at Fu Chen with a gaze that she could not understand. It was a mixture of love and hate.