He obviously hit her, but why was his heart so painful?

An Xiaoxia lay on the ground without moving.

Gong Xiaoyin wanted to pull her up, but she shook his hand away. The blood on the corners of her mouth slowly trickled down, dripping on the snowy mountains, and soon bloomed into plum blossoms.

Gong Xiaoyin stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but she shook his hand away again.

After he beat her, she became more awake. What does she think of him? It counts as nothing, at most a plaything. For such a rich man, does he lack beauties around him? Just like Zhang Dapi, which woman will he fall in love with?

?Is it Yunduo? Or Sang Meier? Or that female college student? Or that bartender? They are just his playthings. He doesn’t even care about his flesh and blood, let alone others? Wanting to keep his heart is just a fool’s dream.

An old lady came over and looked at An Xiaoxia lying on the ground. She accused Gong Xiaoyin at that time: "How can you, a grown man, beat your own wife? Why are you so harsh?"

Gong Xiaoyin was also very regretful, but looking at An Xiaoxia's heartless look, she was stunned for a moment.

The old lady shook her head and sighed: "Only men who have no ability beat their wives." She looked at Gong Xiaoyin's cold face, sighed and left.

A man with no skills?

These words stung Gong Xiaoyin again. He didn't hesitate anymore and grabbed her up from the ground, not allowing her to resist at all.

There was snow on her back and legs, but she didn't care

She raised her head slowly, her tone without any warmth: "Are you done? Have I left?"

It was obviously a rhetorical question, but it was like a knife

Gong Xiaoyin looked at her steadily without saying anything. His heart was so painful, so hateful, so angry, yet so powerless.

An Xiaoxia took out her wallet, pulled out a card, and handed it to Gong Xiaoyin.

"This is the bank card you gave me, I will give it back to you now"

Gong Xiaoyin didn't pick it up, but pushed it over.

"This is for you"

"This is not mine and I have no use for it."

"If you don't want it, just throw it away."

When An Xiaoxia heard this, she raised her hand and threw the card out. The card flipped twice in the wind and then fell on the snow.

Gong Xiaoyin was stunned for a moment. Did she really throw away his feelings for her? Did she just throw away his feelings for her?
Chapter completed!