Chapter 315 Fu Pei, you don’t have to act anymore

"Why is it you?"

Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pushed him: "Let me go."

Fu Pei let go of her and walked straight to the operating table: "Can I help you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and began to select vegetables in the bag with his slender hands.

"I'll clean the shrimps. Is there anything else I need to wash?"

This scene left Lin Wanwan stunned.

She had seen Fu Pei like this two years ago.

At that time, they often cooked together.

He would always put his arm around her waist from behind, rest his head on her shoulder, and say sultry words in her ear, which made her unable to concentrate on cooking.

Now, all this seemed like a lifetime ago, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Obviously they have missed it, why do they want to play such a role again?

Want to shake her heart?

No, she absolutely cannot be shaken by him.

Lin Wanwan bit her lip, suppressed her inner emotions, and said coldly: "Fu Pei, you don't have to pretend to Xiaojia like this."

Fu Pei ignored her, washed the shrimps, put them aside, and started washing vegetables again.

"Fu Pei." Lin Wanwan couldn't help but call him again.

"I heard it."

Fu Pei turned to look at her, with a hint of request, and asked: "I want to drink some soup beans, is that okay?"

The two looked at each other, and Lin Wanwan was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe. It took a long time for her to speak: "Why? Fu Pei, why are you doing this now?"

Once, she begged him to go home for dinner, but he ignored her.

She also begged him countless times to try to restore this broken love, but he didn't believe her.

Later, she decided to divorce for him, but he disagreed.

Later, he began to torture her even harder, tearing her heart apart bit by bit, leaving her covered in bruises.

Finally, the rooftop fell, and she was completely desperate and sober.

She knew that they really couldn't go back, and she really hated him.

Lin Wanwan looked at him quietly with tears in her eyes and her heart cut by a knife.

It's obvious that she doesn't care anymore, but why does her heart still hurt?

Fu Pei's tone contained a hint of patience: "Have a quiet meal today and don't quarrel, okay?"

Lin Wanwan felt her chest was tight and coughed rapidly.

"Where's the medicine?" Last time in the cemetery, he saw her coughing up blood and hurriedly poured water and handed it to her.

But Lin Wanwan didn't answer, turned around and ran into the bathroom.

She turned on the faucet to wash away the blood on her hands and mouth, put her hands on the table, and looked up at herself haggard in the mirror.

In fact, she didn't want to quarrel with Fu Pei.

However, his gentleness always makes her lose easily, which makes her very scared.

I'm afraid that this is just a sugar-coated bullet, and I'm afraid that he just has other agendas.

And she simply couldn't bear those truths.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door: "Wanwan, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Lin Wanwan's tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

But in order to avoid Fu Pei becoming suspicious, she quickly washed her face, opened the door, and said calmly: "It's okay."

Fu Pei was still a little worried and followed her: "Why is your pneumonia not cured yet?"

Lin Wanwan paused in her steps and her heart suddenly clenched together.

He actually still thought that she really just had pneumonia.

"Pneumonia is not easy to cure. Don't you know that severe pneumonia can turn into lung cancer?"

The person behind her was stunned for a moment, then hugged her from behind: "You won't develop lung cancer."

Lin Wanwan sneered in her heart, it was ridiculous that this man would always be so self-righteous.

However, she didn't intend to refute him.

After all, it's not like she never told the truth, but did he believe it?


Chapter completed!