Chapter 857 How can I still marry a wife (3)

He lowered his head, staring at her with deep eyes, and a cold look in his eyes, "Is that so? I can't tell you are quite capable."

Yaya lowered her head and refused to reply, but she didn't expect that Yuwen Fan's next words would put her in a more embarrassing situation.

"Are you so casual for any man who looks good? He can, can I do it too?"

Yaya was hit by lightning, her already pale face turned even more ugly. Her eyes were filled with fog, and the embarrassment in her heart was infinitely amplified, almost almost submerging her.

Forgot that one of her hands was still injured, she pushed him away with all her strength, her wet eyes were red, and she couldn't shed tears.

She looked at him with a strong nasal voice, as if she was about to cry in the next second, "Yuwen Fan, I hate you."

She turned around and wanted to leave. Yuwen Fan was faster than her. She grabbed her arm and pressed her to the wall. She asked Chen Chen, "Hate me, do you like the one named Lin Fang?"

Yaya felt very aggrieved, and her stubbornness came up. She replied unwillingly, "Yes, I like him, he is good everywhere, he won't hate it as much as you."

"Oh."

Yu Wenfan sneered, pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her head. He said cruelly, "I hate it, then why did you like me before?"

The cold wall was pressed against her back, and the coldness penetrated into her heart. Yaya pulled her lips and her voice was very soft, "I'm a fool who likes you. Are you satisfied with that?"

As the words came, the cold liquid slid uncontrollably across her cheeks.

I obviously want to endure it, but I still can't hold it in.

Yaya wiped it off randomly with her hands, and it was useless to scold herself in her heart.

Yuwen Fan's pupils shook slightly, and Yaya's words "I'm a fool and like you" echoed in her ears. Before he could recover, her tears burned the back of his hands and confused his eyes.

He let go of his hand that was holding her chin, looked at her deeply, and then lifted his foot away.

"Bang--"

The door slammed and the whole room was trembling

move.

Yaya's body slowly slid down and fell on the cold floor. She curled up in a ball, hugged her knees with her hands, lowered her head and buried her knees.

Even though she was cheated on her first time in love, or even plotted by her ex-boyfriend and best friend, she never felt as uncomfortable as she is now.

But the other party was Yuwen Fan, so she had no choice.

...

The sky is dark, and neon lights illuminate the prosperity and bustle of the night.

In the private room, Yu Wenfan drank a glass of wine after another, but his consciousness was sober.

He knocked the wine glass onto the table, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

The other party answered quickly and said neatly, "What's the matter?"

Yuwen Fan leaned against the sofa, raised his head, his jaw line was clearly angular, "Fu Juncheng, you said you have such a bad temper, how could you still marry a wife?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Juncheng was looking at the documents. When he heard his words, he frowned slightly, "Are you drunk?"

"How is it possible to get drunk? Labor and capital are a huge amount of people who can't get drunk for thousands of cups." Yu Wenfan sneered. The next second, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the casual tone was mixed with a hint of seriousness.

"Fu Juncheng, how do you use to make Gu Qingning like you so much? What makes her the only one in her eyes and heart?"

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows and vaguely guessed that he was drunk and relieved his sorrow.

He curled his lips, "You have nothing to do to ask what you do, or who did you like?"
Chapter completed!