Chapter 464： Is it a sense of accomplishment to play with her?

Haha, her fate may not be much better than Li Luo's later.

The same is four years, but her shelf life is just a little longer...

He once held a white wedding dress and swore not to marry Li Luo later, but just a few months later, he could propose to her without changing his expression.

This man's acting skills were so good that she couldn't tell the difference between his hypocrisy and falsehood. Instead, he was tricked into it.

Qiao Anran's arms were frozen on his shoulders and she stared at him in astonishment, the expression on her face was one of complete disbelief.

Looking at her appearance, Fu Shaochen felt like he was going crazy. His eyes were filled with tears, and they were so touching. However, Qiao Anran was a first-class acting master. He finally had a hard heart and coldly opened her hand.

"Why?" Qiao Anran stood up straight, his face bloodless, and his whole body was trembling as he looked at his inhumane and cold look.

"Since you can't keep your promise, why did you provoke me in the first place?" She yelled angrily.

 Could it be that he pursued Li Luowan just to make her angry?

Now it’s because of Li Luowan that I dumped her, is that right?

 Qiao Anran felt that her heart was filled with unprecedented anger. She suddenly opened her arms and hugged Fu Shaochen's broad shoulders again. Her cheek was pressed against his back. Tears slid down and wet his expensive suit.

"Can I change everything you don't like? Master, please don't break up. Please forgive me this time. I am too willful and should not embarrass you in front of so many reporters. I didn't understand before. I cherish the love you give me. I shouldn’t always think about my career, and I shouldn’t worry about Li Luowan like that..."

She admitted her mistake in panic, and hurriedly looked for his lips, but the kiss was off the mark, and her soft lips landed on the man's stubbled chin.

That dense itching was like countless sharp swords, piercing Qiao Anran's heart.

She kissed him stubbornly, but Fu Shaochen remained indifferent, like a lifeless corpse, holding back the desire to sigh in his heart.

Qiao Anran felt like a lowly skilled woman, pleasing this man!

She has gotten to this point, but he still refuses to change his mind.

She slowly stopped moving and looked at his vague handsome face in a foggy way, "Why are you so cruel? Playing with my feelings makes you feel very accomplished, doesn't it?"

"I'm sorry, if venting it out will make you feel better, then feel free to curse it out! It's all my fault for dragging you to **** and suffering this kind of sin!"

Fu Shaochen let Qiao Anran beat herself up. When she was tired of crying, she gritted her teeth and stared at him. His eyes were calm without any wavering.

Actually, when Li Luo came back late, he didn't pay attention deliberately. He just felt that life had become more and more tiring in the past four years, and his original ambitions had lost the motivation to fight.

When he succeeded in his career, there was no joy as expected. Instead, he only experienced the empty pain in his left atrium after dreaming about it at midnight.

He would often go back to the university to visit, walk along the old streets he had passed before, watch one's fireworks, and count one's loneliness...

Four years ago, after she spread the scandal about sleeping with her, he went to see her, but was rejected.

Later there was no news from her, and he knew that they would never be able to go back to where they were before.

Just when he saw the diamond ring on Qiao Anran's hand, he couldn't help but think about what Luo Wan would look like if he wore it.

Shy? happy? Or is it an indescribable feeling...?

It’s a pity that there is no if…