Chapter Ninety-Nine: Grievances

He was annoyed that he was tired she couldn t see it why these questions were more important than him annoyed he couldn t understand whether the simple little lady had him in his heart annoyed which one was heavier than li xinger or him.

He rubbed his eyelids and laughed at himself: "Okay, a thousand words, back to the essence, what did I do to her?" I'm just trying to protect you, to keep her away from you so that she doesn't repeat the mistakes of the past, is that wrong? Do you want to regret it when something happens, and you can't wait to criticize me? ”

"Yes, take 10,000 steps back and be unreasonable and emotional, even if that's the case, but you have to choose such an insulting way, won't you tell me? Am I a fool to be reminded that I will commit a crime? ”

The impact was too great, Wei Ye had a splitting headache, and his temper also came up: "If you say it, you will be like now." She just doesn't fit, if it's not suitable, it should be eliminated, I did this for you, I'm not wrong, I think I'm not sorry for you. ”

The ancients are the ancients, even if they are reborn, the ideas that are educated here are indispensable. For her, this word is too appropriate. Under the effect of deeper worries and doubts, Zhao Lian really felt that they couldn't go far. It is inevitable that the two of them will not make sense of each other, because when the concept is touched, it is not a conversation between her and Wei Ye. Wei Ye is really good to her, and the rest is not their problem, it is a problem of the concept of two times.

From the beginning, she didn't have much to look forward to. The ancients, especially women, were treated in a general environment. But who told them to break through a lot of rules, and who told him to be different from others.

They have never encountered the high-voltage line of contradiction between ancient and modern concepts, and now it has come.

Zhao Lian was sad, sad from the bottom of her heart, and the person in front didn't understand her sadness.

Zhao Lian's eyes were astringent from crying, and a piece of wet ground was on the wooden floor.

"You think you are the chosen one, and you have to get rid of everything that doesn't agree with you. It's not suitable, what's wrong? You say it's not suitable, it's not suitable? Ah, I see, it's like Yuan Yuan, and if it doesn't fit your identity, I'll kick it off. It's not suitable, if you climb higher in the future, will you also dislike me for being inappropriate, and kick it off! ”

Wei Ye couldn't help but slam the table, "Zhao Lian, what are you talking about, you're going too far!" ”

The more she has in my heart, the more uncomfortable it is. Is it easy for him? Isn't he doing enough?

"Do you have any other women?"

Zhao Lian asked with her heart with her last expectation. This can almost support her to the most basic demands. The high-voltage line between them she had all expected. Her pain stems from her education, from her powerless grief. However, this is a matter of concept, and if we can't get along, we can put it off and wear it down slowly.

For couples, there is not a little bit of fidelity between husband and wife, even if there is a little room for compromise, even if he is good enough for her.

This is their last possibility.

"No, I said no, what's wrong with you today?" Wei Ye felt that he was very wronged, what is this. The sluggish head thought about why it suddenly jumped to this question and the snickering joy in his heart that could not be controlled may be the little lady was jealous he thought so.

Before she could ask, Zhao Lian burst into tears and shouted out of control: "Lie after lie, you are still lying to me." ”

"What's wrong with me, where did I lie to you?" Wei Ye clenched the cup in his hand, and was poured a basin of cold water, with a layer of gloom in front of his eyes. He was tired of these groundless accusations, tired of such veiled conversations, tired of those ideas that he didn't understand.

The history of the struggle of my husband