Soon, his handsome face returned to normal and his voice was calm: "I won't let you do that."
Mingxi covered her mouth and muttered: "What...what?"
The sound leaked out and could not be heard clearly.
The man stared at her with his beautiful eyes and said word by word in a low and sexy voice: "I won't let you use-"
"Stop!" Mingxi couldn't bear it and covered his mouth directly.
Under the palm of your hand are his soft lips, which seem to be breathing hot breath.
Mingxi took it back as if she had been burned.
The man's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he pulled a chair over, sat beside the bed, took out alcohol cotton and gently wiped the injury, then picked some cool ointment, applied it, and wrapped it with gauze.
"Did Xuewei come this afternoon?" he asked.
Mingxi glanced at him and thought, maybe you allowed it.
Seeing that Mingxi didn't speak, he asked again: "What did she say to you?"
Mingxi pulled the corner of her lips and smiled: "Ask when we will get divorced."
Not to mention, Fu Siyan also knew that Lin Xuewei wanted Mrs. Fu's identity.
"She was spoiled since she was a child. Later, she became ill and became slightly depressed, so she doesn't care about others when she speaks. You should try to have as little contact with her as possible."
Depression?
She really didn't notice that Lin Xuewei looked depressed, she looked more domineering.
And depression is no excuse for hurting others.
Mingxi put away her perfunctory smile and mocked: "Fu Siyan, you know what she wants. As long as we divorce, I will never see you and her again. How can we contact you?"
The man's face looked a little ugly.
Mingxi turned a blind eye, "When the stitches are removed the day after tomorrow, I will go to Aunt Wen and make it clear. I will definitely make her agree to our divorce."
Thinking of those marks on Lin Xuewei's neck, she felt as sick as if she had eaten a fly.
Fu Siyan's eyebrows twitched and he asked the question again, "You want a divorce so much? Is it because of him?"
One word made Mingxi's calm mood become excited again.
"Fu Siyan, don't you want a divorce?"
"But you mentioned it first." Fu Siyan grabbed hold of the topic.
Mingxi thought that it was indeed she who mentioned it first, but she only mentioned it after he was sad.
In this relationship, she put all her energy into it, but what did she gain?
Besides being sad, I am still sad.
"Fu Siyan, I am a human being, not a machine without feelings. Do I have to watch my husband kiss me with other women and still remain indifferent?"
"Also, the divorce has nothing to do with the senior. I just cut my foot when I went out to relax. The senior took me to the hospital, that's all."
"And you, when you and Lin Xuewei were so intimate, did you ever think that you were not divorced yet and still had some responsibilities?"
Fu Siyan was stunned. This was the first time in a long time that he heard her complain to him.
I can't tell you what I feel at this moment.
She didn't mind the fact that he and Xuewei were too close, which made him feel good.
"I will pay attention to what you said."
Mingxi sneered, he was already asleep, what else could he pay attention to.
She continued: "I am totally willing to divorce, so please ask Lin Xuewei to put your heart back in your stomach and don't come to me again."
"Fu Siyan, you know who I am, don't touch senior, don't make me hate you."
The senior only cares about her out of concern for her classmates.
She didn't like Fu Siyan thinking about others so dirty.
I don’t want the love I’ve had over the past ten years to change beyond recognition.
Time was silent for a second.
Fu Siyan was tall and tall. He looked down at her with a faint smile in his eyes.
Then he actually laughed, a very soft laugh, more like a mockery.
"After all, are you just afraid that I will deal with your new partner?"
What he said was so unpleasant that Mingxi became angry and retorted.
"Fu Siyan, don't think that everyone else is like you."
She is innocent, who has the right to criticize someone who cheated on her during marriage.
"What am I like?"
His eyes, like obsidian, were gleaming in their depth. He grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her into his arms, mocking: "Tell me, what does the man who has slept with you for two years look like?"
Mingxi struggled desperately, but was trapped tightly by the man, "Fu Siyan! Can you stop going crazy? Why don't you go to Lin Xuewei if you need it?"
The man's expression suddenly became a little scary.
He let go of his hand, the mockery on his lips disappeared, and asked coldly: "Do you really want me to go find her?"
Mingxi pursed her lips, does she want to?
Can she say she doesn't want to?
She just told him what he was thinking.
He gave Lin Xuewei all the preference and only thing she wanted.
His heart can no longer accommodate others.
He was dirty and she didn't want him anymore.
Mingxi closed his eyes, "Yes."
One word seemed to take all her strength.
She heard the door being closed, collapsed on the bed, and burst into tears.
It felt like a piece of flesh had been ripped out of my heart.
It hurts, it hurts.
she asked herself.
Mingxi, Mingxi, he is just a dirty man, why are you so sad?
...
Hospital.
When Fu Siyan walked in, Lin Xuewei was lying on the bed, and Mrs. Lin was feeding her water.
Seeing Fu Siyan coming, she hurriedly asked Mrs. Lin to make tea.
"Xuewei, did you ask the driver to take you to Yuejing?"
Fu Siyan's handsome face was cold and cold, and he asked expressionlessly.
"Yes."
Looking at Fu Siyan's cold and handsome face, Lin Xuewei felt a little uneasy. She said softly, "I just gave Mingxi fish soup today, hoping that her wound would heal faster, but Mingxi seems unhappy."
"Since you are not happy, then you should meet less often in the future." Fu Siyan said calmly.
"Brother Ayan, I have no ill intentions towards Mingxi. I just want to thank her for taking such good care of you. But when I left, I saw that Mingxi didn't look well."
Lin Xuewei pulled Fu Siyan's sleeves with worry on her face: "Did something happen to her?"
"It's nothing." Fu Siyan didn't seem to want to mention it further.
"Brother Ayan, are you angry? Do you blame me for taking the initiative to see Mingxi? If you are unhappy, I will not go in the future... I really just saw that her wound was serious and wanted to see her
Is it any better..."
As she spoke, her tears fell down and she cried very sadly.
"Brother Ayan, did Mingxi say something..."
Seeing that she was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, Fu Siyan spoke in a much gentler tone: "Stop crying, I don't mean to blame you."
Mrs. Lin came in with a tea cup at this time, and quickly handed a handkerchief to Lin Xuewei, and said anxiously: "Miss, you were in so much pain last night that you couldn't sleep well all night, and now you are crying like this, how can your body bear it? If the master knew, he would be so distressed.
ah!"
Fu Siyan frowned: "It hurt again last night? Why didn't you tell me?"
"It doesn't hurt as much as last time, so I just want to endure it," Lin Xuewei said empathetically, "and it's very late, so I'm afraid of disturbing you."
She still understands the truth that too much is not enough.
At this time, Mrs. Lin suddenly interrupted: "Miss, why would Master Fu bother you? You are about to become husband and wife, why are you so polite?"
This is an obvious hint.
After saying that, both of them looked at Fu Siyan eagerly.