Chapter 76: Do you prefer to be widowed or divorced?
Chapter 76 Do you like being widowed or divorced?
Fu Nanshen's eyes were too deep and deep, so deep that it seemed that he only had you in his eyes, even if he said threatening words, people felt it was right: "If you don't let me in, you won't be afraid that tomorrow you will hear about the superstar Su Qianyou. Secret boyfriend?"
Su Qian: "…"
She hesitated a little and let him in.
As soon as Fu Nanshen entered the room, Su Qian felt that her apartment, which was not too big, had suddenly turned into a **** where hundreds of ghosts roared.
"Who was there just now? This room smells like someone else has existed."
Su Qian: "!!"
She looked at Fu Nanshen in shock, is he a dog nose? Can you still smell the smell of Lu Mingxiu left in the air?
She glanced at him and said impatiently, "No one, I live in this apartment alone."
Fu Nanshen didn't pierce her either, but there was a cold arc on his lips: "I heard you want to make a movie with Lu Mingxiu?"
Su Qian felt that her patience was approaching the critical value, but she still said, "This is Director Fang's choice."
Fu Nanshen maintained the slight curvature of his lips, and said lightly:
"Do you like being widowed? Or divorce?"
After finished speaking, he didn't look at Su Qian's stunned expression, and continued:
"It seems that there is no difference between widowed and divorced."
She never thought that Fu Nanshen would joke with her, so she lowered her arms around her chest subconsciously.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"What do you say..."
Su Qian was a little startled, it was the first time she saw such a cruel desire to destroy in Fu Nanshen's eyes.
"Lu Mingxiu is the second young master of the Lu family, but he is not an ordinary person. You can't kill him so easily."
Fu Nanshen rolled out an almost inaudible smile from his throat.
The second young master of the Lu family, he hasn't paid attention to it yet.
did not continue this topic, found a seat for himself and sat down.
took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it slowly, and the blue-gray smoke slowly rose, blurring his outline, and it seemed that even his voice became misty.
"Qianqian, do you remember what happened when we first met?"
Su Qian glanced at him lightly: "Remember."
At that time, she had just come out of the confinement room, and before she returned to her room, she was led by the housekeeper to see him.
That was the first time Grandpa took him back to Su's house, and it was also the first time she saw him. When she saw him, all her clothes were stained with blood, and her eyes were full of ashes. If she hadn't been breathing, she would have Think it's a dead person.
The despair and sadness in his eyes shocked her, making her feel as if he would shatter with a single touch.
She didn't even dare to speak aloud, she just walked carefully to his side and gave him a handkerchief.
The person is still the same person, and the river is still the same river, but it is a pity that the shadowy tenderness has long been fragmented in the torrent of time.
Su Qian lit a cigarette for herself: "If I did it again, I would never make the same choice."
Fu Nanshen snuffed out the cigarette **** and looked at her with a light smile: "It's a pity that there is no chance to choose again in life."
Since she provokes him, there is no room to return.
"Qianqian, stop struggling, accept your own destiny, no matter how much you try to escape, it's useless."
After hearing this, Su Qian glanced at Fu Nanshen indifferently: "How do you know I'm running away?"
Before the age of ten, her grandfather loved her so much, but on the day her brother and father died, she fell from heaven to hell.
Maybe there is guilt, maybe there is a ruthless love for her grandfather, she always tries her best to meet any requirements of her grandfather.
But the family relationship between people, if you spend and waste a moment, it will fade away like water one day, or even evaporate.
Now, how much Confucian love for her grandfather is left in her heart, and how long can it last?
She glanced at Fu Nanshen, a terrifying and dangerous smile gradually appeared on her flawless face.
"Fu Nanshen, maybe one day, I will kill you and take back everything in the Su family."
Fu Nan's heart skipped a beat, and every nerve trembled in the next second, unable to tell whether it was desire or pleasure.
"Qianqian, I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for the day you kill me."
…
After Fu Nanshen left the apartment, Lu Mingxiu came out of the room, his eyes fell on her, his jaw was slightly tensed, and he seemed to show extreme patience, and there was a cold emotion in his eyes.
"There is really a tacit understanding between you and him. As soon as he knocks on the door, you will know that the person outside is him."
If she and Sikongjin are childhood sweethearts, then she spends much more time with Fu Nanshen than with Sikongjin.
Su Qian glanced at Lu Mingxiu in the distance, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
"Of course, what? Are you jealous?"
Lu Mingxiu didn't answer her, just looked at her condescendingly, his eyes full of longing, as if he was about to swallow, as if he was about to ravage.
She could see that he was angry.
She knew that saying this would increase Lu Mingxiu's anger, but she still said, "Do you want to do it? You can leave after you're done."
After Lu Mingxiu heard this, he looked down at her coldly.
"What do you think of me? To relieve loneliness?"
The corners of Su Qian's mouth twitched slightly, and the smile on her face was cold and cruel: "It's just a contract husband, and it won't be long before he will become an ex-husband."
After Lu Mingxiu heard this, his voice was very cold: "In your heart, isn't there a moment when you really consider me your husband?"
Su Qian lowered her eyes: "No!"
In other words, she dared not have it.
Lu Mingxiu is a deep sea, she is a whale, if she really falls in love, but if one day, Lu Mingxiu doesn't like her anymore, even if she is a whale, she will drown in this deep sea.
She really will die.
It is better to have never had than to get the heart-piercing share of losing it.
Who can guarantee that hearts will never change?
Her grandfather, isn't Fu Nanshen the best example?
Some things she doesn't want to go through a second time.
When Lu Mingxiu left the apartment, he was obviously angry, and the door was slammed loudly.
She didn't stop her either, her lips still had a slight arc, and her eyes bent down unconsciously.
I didn’t know how long I sat on the sofa, and I felt that my body was a little stiff, so I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
After washing her face, she looked in the mirror. At this time, a cloud of black smoke suddenly rose up in the mirror. The cloud of smoke slowly condensed into substance until it became exactly like her.
The face is exactly the same, but the eyes are completely different.
(end of this chapter)