Fu Tingyuan stood in the light, smiling rather than smiling.

He has a perfect countenance and a gentle smile, which is really close and lovely.

And Luo Nanchu looked at him, but his body was forced out of a cold breath by his laughter.

"If you don't sell it to me, who are you going to sell it to?"

When Luo Nan first heard this, she raised her head slightly, revealing her small and delicate chin.

She laughed too.

"Sell it to whomever it is sold to you."

The man's smile in the light suddenly blurred, and there was a cold darkness in his narrow eyes.

Luo Nanchu raised his head slightly and looked at the man in front of him.

She divorced him for half a year, and he became more and more extravagant, handsome and perfect. Thinking about it, when she was running around for a living and almost couldn't survive, he was very proud.

"Fu Tingyuan, I want to ask you a question." Luo Nanchu said suddenly.

Fu Tingyuan said lightly: "Say." ”

"You didn't want my mother to sleep for you for free, and now you have to spend money to prostitute me, are you sick in the brain?"

Calmly exhaling these words, Nan Chu looked at Fu Tingyuan's face with satisfaction for a moment, unscrewed the door and walked out!

*

Tongcheng is particularly cold on winter nights.

Luo Nanchu plunged headlong into the cold wind from the warm hotel, she gathered her thin clothes and walked down the street in the dead of night.

The lights have been extinguished, and only the 24-hour shops are still attracting customers.

She inevitably thought of returning this time.

I don't know what the expression will be when I find out that she didn't score 500,000 in her card tomorrow.

She once again couldn't help but think of Fu Tingyuan's blurred smile under the light in the presidential suite, which seemed to mock her.

Yes, she has been married for three years, and she is still a virgin.

He hadn't touched her once.

Thinking that after the divorce, he deliberately spent a million to buy her first night, and Luo Nan's heart was gradually shrouded in a layer of depression, which must be naked humiliation and revenge.

Luo Nanchu felt that she was shivering all over, and she didn't know whether it was cold or angry, she was reluctant to spend money on a taxi, so she could only clasp her arms and trot to her residence with her legs crossed.

After running for half an hour in the cold winter before returning to his residence, Luo Nanchu was frozen and stiff.

Her residence was a basement, small enough to fit a bed. Even to take a bath, you have to go to a special bath.

She was reluctant to spend money to furnish a larger residence for herself, which needed to be used for Luo Yi and Luo's father's medical expenses, as well as Luo Zhiying's tuition fees.

She had to protect those she had failed and do everything she could to compensate them.

So, she can't fall.

At the very least, before her father wakes up, before Luo Yi replaces her kidney, and before Luo Zhiying graduates from university, she has to live well.

Lying on that small bed, Nan Chu only felt exhausted, and in the darkness Fu Tingyuan's face appeared in her mind again, she felt angina, she opened her eyes, and she wanted to smoke.

But she didn't smoke.

When she was chasing Fu Tingyuan, she quit smoking.

Because, she thinks that Fu Tingyuan will not like girls who can smoke.

In order to pursue him, she did many stupid things that are absurd in her mind, and now every memory makes her sick.

Nan Chu pulled her thoughts back, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips, one hand against the position of her heart, curled up, and tried her best to resist the waves of pain.

She hasn't felt heartache for a long time.

She always felt that she had forgotten Fu Tingyuan.

However, it was only a brief meeting, and she recalled all the feelings she had felt in the past.

It was the feeling that Fu Tingyuan threw her the divorce agreement that day, and if she didn't sign it, she wouldn't give her father the surgery fee.

That day, Fu Tingyuan sat high in front of the desk that once belonged to Luo's father, she knelt in front of him and wept bitterly, losing face, begging him to give her money for Luo's father's cerebral hemorrhage.

Then Fu Tingyuan threw her a divorce agreement to leave the house.

Half a year has passed, and this winter night she clearly felt the pain in her heart that day, and her fingers trembled and she couldn't hold the pen.

Nan Chu thought that this should be the feeling of hate.