Fu Yanshen loosened his hold on her wrist, and Mu Chenxi pulled back expressionlessly. When he was so stimulated by her that he no longer cared about her, turned around and strode away, he squatted down with an indifferent expression and continued to pick up the money.
Enduring dizziness, I picked them up one by one, slowly.
Her body suddenly flew into the air, and she was directly picked up by Fu Yanshen who turned back again, and strode inside.
After all, he still couldn't bear it.
After walking a few steps, he looked back at Mu Chenxi squatting there, looking like he might collapse at any moment.
His heart ached in waves.
Mu Chenxi was already weak, but when he carried her, she was so dizzy that her eyesight turned black.
As he strode forward, the dizziness became even worse.
When he was brought home and placed on the sofa, he turned around and walked to the kitchen expressionlessly.
Mu Chenxi calmed down and waited for the dizziness to pass.
She didn't say anything, stood up by herself, and walked towards the entrance again.
Fu Yanshen had just gone in to make a cup of brown sugar water when he saw her walking out.
How could he not know what she was going to do when she came downstairs?
With a sullen face, he put down the brown sugar water in his hand, strode to the money drawer in the living room, opened it, took out a stack of money from it, and walked quickly to the entrance.
The moment she opened the door and went out, he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her back.
The door was also slammed and closed again.
He looked at her struggling with her life, his face livid, "Stop going out to pick up that money. How much have you earned today? Why don't you let me replenish it for you? Is this enough?"
Stop beating yourself up.
It was so painful that she was breaking into a cold sweat.
She was so afraid of pain that every time she had her period, she would lean into his arms coquettishly, with red eyes, take his big hand and put it on her belly to act coquettishly.
"Ayan, please rub it for me, it hurts so much."
Later, he found a Chinese medicine doctor to treat her. He kept her under strict supervision and was not allowed to go barefoot or eat too much cold food. Gradually, the dysmenorrhea gradually got better.
But now——
Fu Yanshen looked at her and her face turned pale in pain, and her lips were trembling slightly, but she didn't even cry out in pain.
His face was full of indifference and stubbornness.
Mu Chenxi's wrist was tightly held by him, and she really had no strength left.
The force he used was so strong that she couldn't pull it back.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the money in his hand.
I don’t know how much, but it’s obviously more than what she earns today.
This little money is indeed not money in his eyes.
The money he held in his hand swung slightly as his mood fluctuated.
He was taking money and throwing it at her.
"Oh."
The curve of Mu Chenxi's lips became colder. She slowly raised her hand and took it from him.
When he was obviously relieved, it hit him hard in the face.
The money spread out between the two people and fell at their feet.
She didn't even look at the money on the floor. She looked at the wealthy Fu Yanshen and said coldly: "I want to make money, but no matter how much I want to make money, I won't ask for any of your Fu Yanshen money, not even a penny."
At this entrance.
The humiliation he gave her was unforgettable.
His self-esteem was trampled on, his dignity was trampled on.
She could never forget that humiliation.
It was written all over her face that she would never give him another chance to humiliate her.
Fu Yanshen also thought of what he did that day to keep Mu Chenxi.
The hand clasping her wrist was released again, Mu Chenxi withdrew it, opened the door, and stepped out with his money.
This time, Fu Yanshen did not stop him.
The door closed automatically and he slowly squatted down.
Look at the money everywhere.
My vision became blurry little by little.
They could never go back to the past, and she would never again throw herself into his arms and call him Ayan with a sweet smile.
Acting recklessly and recklessly in front of him.
He watched as the rift between them grew wider.
The sweetness of the past is getting further and further away.
All that's left is to torture each other.
Let go?
Let her belong to someone else?
He really can't do it!
…
When Mu Chenxi came back, Fu Yanshen was still squatting in the entrance hall, like a fossil.
She turned a blind eye and walked past him stepping on his money again.
When I was pouring hot water, I saw the cold brown sugar water on the dining table, and my heart didn't waver.
Her heart is already dead.
The care he occasionally showed was extremely ridiculous in her eyes.
I poured myself a cup of hot water, drank it slowly, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After washing up, I ran into Fu Yanshen waiting outside the bathroom.
She still ignored him and picked up the hair dryer to dry her hair.
He stood behind her the whole time, looking at her in the mirror with red eyes.
She is really getting thinner and thinner.
There is no life in her little face. She was once delicate and blooming, but now she is slowly becoming withered.
After Mu Chenxi turned off the hair dryer, Fu Yanshen looked at her, lowered his posture, and wanted to show his kindness to her.
He really didn't want to continue torturing each other like this.
He wanted to go back to the past between them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
I didn't mean to misunderstand her character.
I didn't mean to use money to humiliate her.
He just felt so sorry for her.
Mu Chenxi put down the hair dryer calmly and slowly turned to look at Fu Yanshen.
Not on purpose?
The harm has been done, can it be erased by saying it was not intentional?
There was too much accumulated inside her.
His words were unintentional, and he exploded.
She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Fu Yanshen hard on the face.
She took medicine again, took a hot bath, and regained some strength.
This slap is loud and clear.
She had wanted to whip him for a long time.
The moment the slap fell, she saw Fu Yanshen's face sinking inch by inch.
Looking at his cloudy face, I imitated him and said, "I didn't mean it."
Give him the feedback he cares about most, she is telling Fu Yanshen with actions.
Not everything can be forgiven.
Just like he couldn't accept it and wouldn't forgive her for slapping him.
So, after being slapped, you will be so angry.
But Mu Chenxi did not expect that Fu Yanshen would not be furious as she thought. Instead, he suppressed his anger and said to her: "It doesn't matter, I forgive you."
The sentence "I forgive you" comes with careful temptation and a hint of hope.
He understood what Chen Xi meant. He also knew how much her hatred for him was mixed with this slap.
But he also wanted to tell her that he was willing to compromise for her if he couldn't accept it.
As long as she says to forgive him.
He really wanted the two of them to go back to the past.
He didn't blame her for taking away the child, and she tried to forgive him for his marital infidelity.
They can start over.
Seeing her like this made my heart really hurt.
"But I have no intention of forgiving you."
Mu Chenxi's extremely cold words extinguished the expectations in Fu Yanshen's eyes.
After watching her leave his sight, he walked back to the living room after a long time and took his mobile phone to call Lu An.
"Contact my former aunt and find a way to get her back no matter how much salary I offer."
At first, I asked my aunt to leave because I was so angry that I wanted to cut off all her escape routes.
But now, he lost.
He was at the end of his rope.
He doesn't want to let go, and he doesn't want to torture each other anymore.
He wanted to show his kindness to her and change the relationship between the two of them back to what they were before.