Fu Shaochen stubbornly pulled her towards the second floor.
No matter how hard she tries, she will definitely lose her health if she stays up late.
Li Luowan brushed his hand away hard and looked up at him, "I told you to leave, Fu Shaochen. You can't understand people, can you?"
He stopped, turned to look at her for a while, and said lightly, "I will leave, but I don't feel comfortable with you like this..."
"That's enough for you. With Qiao Anran now being so attentive to me, do you want to embrace me and enjoy the blessings of everyone?"
Fu Shaochen picked her up by the waist, and regardless of whether she refused, he was the first to speak out: "I have nothing to do with her."
After a pause, he felt that this did not seem to be enough to prove his innocence, so he added, "It's not what you think. Besides, I rarely have contact with her now."
Do they have any contact with each other? What does it have to do with her?
As expected, people are all servile in their hearts. At certain times, they especially like to be mean!
Fu Shaochen carried her to the room where she usually lived. It had been unoccupied for a long time, and even though it was cleaned frequently, it still got dusty.
After he put her down, he did not immediately retreat. Instead, he put his hands on both sides of Li Luowan's body, keeping a just right distance. Liansheng showed a gentleness that made people think it was an illusion: "Go first." Take a shower, I'll change the sheets for you, and then have a good sleep, okay?"
“You go out, I will do it myself.”
This time, he did not go his own way, but nodded lightly, "Okay, I will go downstairs to find you something to eat first."
Fu Shaochen quickly turned around and started to leave. Li Luowan stared at his back and said expressionlessly: "Fu Shaochen, have you forgotten what you did to me? The relationship between us seems not enough. Familiar enough to be able to relate to each other.”
She was baffled as to why this man had become so pervasive in her life recently?
Didn’t he get the benefits he wanted?
Fu Shaochen looked at the coldness in her eyes that was more piercing than ice shards, and looked at her with deep eyes, "You and Su Ruihan are equally unfamiliar, why can you go to bed with him without any scruples? We have been in love for four years. The greatest sweetness I have experienced is to touch your hand.”
“Are you regretting it?”
"Just because we broke up doesn't mean I will give up."
Li Luowan looked at him with a sneer, "Go out, I'm tired."
The expression on the man's face softened a little, and he nodded and said: "Put on new sheets before sleeping on the bed. If you are hungry, call me and I will go downstairs to get you something to eat. Don't expect too much about cooking."
After Fu Shaochen finished explaining, he turned and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
If he had done this before, Li Luowan would have been so moved that he was confused.
When did his well-dressed eldest son enter the kitchen? I actually learned how to cook and eat!
But at this moment, Li Luowan couldn't think about anything else. He was exhausted physically and mentally. Even his mobile phone was out of battery and he was too tired to charge it.
Facing death, she thought she would not feel any pain or sadness because her heart had long been numb.
But in the dead of night, hiding alone under the quilt, I couldn't help but burst into tears...
Since she was a child, she told herself that she didn’t need such cowardly things as tears. She had dried up her tears as early as the year her mother passed away...
But now, she seemed to be back to that time again, feeling helpless and helpless, as if she was the only one left in the world, helpless and lonely.