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| | Dangerous love (1st Feb 23 at 7:24am UTC) |   | Fang Yunyang could not say what he cared about, and could not tell her that it was because she looked like she was going to faint at any time, and he asked her to go home and rest because he was afraid that she would not be able to stand it. Seeing her stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, he pressed his lips tightly and stopped talking. Kui Songjie is so angry that she can't control her tongue. She always speaks without thinking, which will cause trouble. She vividly proves the four-character motto of "disaster comes from the mouth". She stole a glance at him, but was frightened by his livid face, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, he will not want to make any cruel means to her, right? When she was waiting for the volcano to erupt in despair, she did not expect that the active volcano was unusually stable, so that she could not help blurting out the question in her heart, "What happened to your feet?" God! Why does she always do the stupid thing of digging her own grave? This time she will definitely die or lose half her life. Do you care about me, or do you have other purposes? Am I supposed to be flattered? As soon as he swept away his gloomy face, Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at her sarcastically. You What else can you do except misinterpret the good intentions of others? Song Jie gritted her teeth in anger. Oh, so you really care about me? I should be flattered. "Go to hell!" She was so angry that she could not say anything. I'm sorry. Apart from these broken legs, I seem to be a long way from death, so I'm sorry I can't do what you want. He said with a frosty smile. You Song Jie did not believe what she heard, she stared at him, and then moved her eyes to his legs, disabled. What foreign language is he speaking? Why can't she understand? "Don't show that look of pity. I don't want it." Fang Yunyang said to her coldly, turning the wheelchair hoop with strong hands, leaving her with his unfamiliar movements, sliding into the guest room on the first floor, slamming the door. Song Jie sat on the sofa like a wooden chicken, unable to move himself for a long time, his feet could not move, he was disabled? How is that possible ?! He's changed! Become irritable Irritable,chrome washing machine, like a bomb from time to time, all around her were in a state of panic and fear. Apart from her, Mrs. Huang was the first to suffer. He found fault with the food she cooked was unpalatable, the house was not clean enough, and even the cause of the house being too quiet was hanging on her. Finally, Mrs. Huang cried and asked Song Jie to dismiss her. The second to suffer is nothing more than Xiao Yang, because "Fang's enterprise" can not be without leaders all day long, even if Fang Yunyang is convalescing at home, the scope of his business should also have an agent, but how to know that the company representatives who visited and negotiated were thrown out of the door one by one, the more intentional company cadres had to entrust Xiao Yang to send him a mountain of documents for approval. As a result, he threw the document to Xiao Yang face to face, and Xiao Yang was so angry that he resigned on the spot. She asked him to stay, gold cil machine ,tin beneficiation plant, because without him, she could not drive, plus a man who abandoned himself, like a walking corpse, she did not know how to live? Xiao Yang sighed and reluctantly stayed, but on the grounds that she was no longer in direct contact with Fang Yunyang, she was the only one suffering now. Song Jie didn't know why she stayed. Before his accident, she tried her best to escape from him. How could she know that after his accident, the door was open and she was asked to go, but she stayed. Why? Because of sympathy? For pity? Or because I like him? ? She was afraid of his ruthlessness in the past, although her intuition always told her that he was not a bad person, hurting others to protect herself, but she was afraid of him involuntarily. But since he was injured, she felt sad when she faced all kinds of self-abandonment and self-destruction, watching him drink, lose his temper, sitting alone in a wheelchair in a daze. There was more than pity for him, she knew. Yunyang, it's time to eat. Walking into the room full of alcohol, Song Jie frowned at him with his back sideways, sitting in a wheelchair and staring blankly out of the window. She gently put the food on the table and habitually bent down to clean up the empty wine bottles scattered to the ground.
"Get out!" He growled at her as usual, and reached for the wine he had left on the windowsill and gulped it down. I've told you many times that drinking is not good for your health. Song Jie looked at him calmly, put the bottle on the table, and then went to him, trying to take the bottle in his hand. Get out! "Fang Yunyang snatched back the bottle with great force, and shot at her impartially with his eyes as cold as a knife, which was creepy." Give me the bottle. She held out her hand to him with an unwavering look. When did I give you the right to control me? There was a stern gleam in his eyes. "Get out." "From the moment you forced me to sign the marriage certificate." Song Jie said to him without blinking, "Come on, give me the bottle." "Ha, how much power do you think the word'Mrs. Fang 'gives you?"? You're just a tool for me to vent my sexual desire. How great do you think you are to control me? His eyes were merciless and cold, and he sneered sarcastically. Whatever you say, in the eyes of others, I am your legitimate wife, but in fact we are also a real couple, since I have the identity of'Mrs. Fang ', of course, I also have the right of'Mrs. Fang' to manage you? Why not. She told him calmly without anger, and then grabbed the bottle from his hand by surprise, "Eat, you have to do rehabilitation when you are full." "Get out!" Fang Yunyang shouted, hiding his astonishment that the bottle had been taken away. "Rehabilitation? Will I be able to run, jump, and ride like I used to? Ha He guffawed sarcastically. At least you can walk, you don't have to sit in a wheelchair every day,gold CIP machine, you can't even bathe and change clothes that a three-year-old child can do well, and you have to be served. He laughed madly and disorderly, which made Song Jie have to say cruel words. ore-magnetic-mining.com | |
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