Chapter 1296

I like you, Huarong.

She has been waiting for these six words for more than 20 years.

So long, as long as a person's half life, are eliminated in this long time, with once hot heart are gradually cooling.

Fengjin looks at Huarong's eyebrows and frowns in embarrassment. His temperature gradually cools down with her expression. Huarong pulls his wrist out of his palm. She lowers her head and whispers, "sorry, Fengjin." She was apologetic, but that was not what he wanted. "It's too late. I'm engaged. It's my wedding in a week. "I'm sorry," she added, pausing slightly, "I'm sorry."

In fact, the person who should say sorry should never be her.

But Huarong thinks, at this moment, should be to say a sorry.

The late confession was also a confession. She felt very sorry that she could not accept it.

Three years.

If she could change her mind at the beginning of divorce, it was only three years, enough time for her to sort out her thoughts and plan her life again.

In the past 30 years, all her life plans were bound up with Fengjin, but for the next 30 years, she did not include the name of Fengjin.

Up to now, she has no longer wanted to care about what, her personal emotional experience compared with the collapse of the family, too small. For her, the most important thing now is to revitalize the family. She was not in the mood or interested in this little personal matter.

Huarong lowered her head and felt a bit uneasy and guilty. The people who had been pestered by her for more than 20 years finally said that they liked her. All this came at a bad time.

She pursed her lips, stopped talking and turned to the door.

The air in the room was so oppressive that she didn't know how to face Feng Jin.

In fact, I didn't intend to hurt him. After all, she really liked him. She never thought of revenge from the beginning to the end.

Liu Sisi, Fengjin, and her, in this love triangle, she has always been the destroyer. She was so frustrated that she decided to let him go and help him, but she really didn't want to hurt this person.

No.

Huarong thought that he should not like her.

It's too late.

As soon as her fingers were on the doorknob, someone held her behind her. Her eyebrows frowned in embarrassment, and her voice lowered to a soft voice: "Fengjin Come on. "

He put his arm around her tightly, his chin against her shoulder, his warm breath blowing in her ear, and asked in a low voice: "he What kind of person is it? Better than me? "

“……”

"Is he better than me?"

Huarong sighed, "Fengjin, don't be so naive."

He didn't speak and hugged her tightly.

"He is ten years older than me and is the successor of a real estate company in the United States."

"Married?"

Huarong laughed, "there are four children. The oldest one is twenty years old. "

“……”

"For us, marriage is just a chip, and the benefits that we can win are the most important. In this world, there are not many people who can marry and like. Flower families want to develop in the United States, which is the best choice. "

"Can't I give you more than he wants to give you?"

Huarong turned her head and looked at him.

"I can protect you." He looked at her. "As long as I'm alive, no one in the world will dare to touch your family. Huarong, marry me again. I can give you whatever you want. "