In the end, our marriage is nothing more than a matter of taking advantage of each other

"Are you asking me?" Chu Shaochen's cold gaze fell lightly on Mu Xiao's face:

"In the final analysis, our marriage is just to use each other for their own purposes, except for a marriage certificate, we have no relationship with each other, Mu Xiao, you sue me, what qualifications do you have to question me like this?"

“……”

Mu Xiao looked at him in a daze, his eyes becoming cold.

It was as if there was a sharp blade that slammed into her heart.

She breathed hard, and it took a while to come back to her senses, she frowned slightly, trying to hide the pain in her eyes:

"Chu Shaochen, is it true that in your eyes, there is really nothing between us?"

So, what was it that day that he was madly hysterical about her?

So, that day, he rescued her from the cold water regardless of a single breath, and carried her all the way to the bathroom, what is it?

Is it really as he says he is merely doing the duty of a husband?

"So, what do you think I have for you? Love? The corners of Chu Shaochen's mouth hooked slightly, and his bright eyes revealed a shallow sarcasm:

"Our marriage has nothing to do with love, Mu Xiao, you are just an ordinary woman, why do you think I will fall in love with you?"

"......" Mu Xiao's haggard little face showed obvious pain.

However, in the next second, the corners of her mouth pulled up a stubborn smile.

"Chu Shaochen, I understand!"

The trembling little hand pushed the car door hard and resolutely got out of the car.

"Where are you going?" Chu Shaochen looked at her thin figure in surprise.

"I'll walk back by myself, your car, I can't afford to sit down." Dropping a sentence lightly, she walked forward without looking back.

Chu Shaochen sat in the car, fixedly looking at her figure gradually moving away, and at the moment when her figure disappeared at the crossroads, his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of loss.

Slowly pulling away from the distance, he closed the car door, looked at the direction Mu Xiao was far away and lost his mind for a moment, and finally stepped on the accelerator.

Mu Xiao walked on the crowded streets, Chu Shaochen's words kept echoing in her ears, even though she had gone far away, her love was still very lost.

When she arrived at the nearest bus stop, she remembered that she had forgotten her handbag on Chu Shaochen's car.

The bus card and purse were in her purse, and she didn't have a penny on her, so she couldn't get a ride at all.

She is in a villa in the southern suburbs, and even if she takes a bus to the company, it will take at least more than an hour, and now, she can only walk back.

"Alas!"

Mu Xiao glanced helplessly into the distance, and finally took a step forward and walked forward.

At this time, she did not see that a luxury Ferrari was following behind her at an extremely slow pace.

Because of the need to go to work, Mu Xiao wore high heels, and after walking for nearly ten minutes, her heel was already hurting badly, and she walked slower and slower, and her face gradually showed a painful expression.

"Di, Di!"

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of a car behind her, and a black Ferrari pulled up to her right.

"Are you really going to walk back like this?"

The familiar clear voice came to my ears.

She looked over and saw that the lathe had slipped off, and Chu Shaochen put half of his arm outside the car, and there was a faint smile on his face when he leaned out of the window.

Mu Xiao hurriedly looked away from his face and took a step forward angrily: "Chu Shaochen, you go yours, I go mine, we don't interfere with each other!" ”