The more affectionate she is, the more she pays a lot, the more her heart is like a knife at this moment.

The eighth master's gaze was like iron, piercing her heart fiercely, the sharp blade was not vicious, but it was more deadly than quenching poison.

The slightest suspicion from him was an insult to her, let alone such an indifferent, completely determined look

They have been married for many years, and they have been in love with each other, she has always thought that the two of them are poor people who ask for each other's warmth, she gives him all the trust, and he also gives her the affection she wants.

But that's just what she thought.

At this moment, his sharp eyes were densely pierced into her like a needle, and she realized that the depth of love was too vulnerable, maybe she had been in love with each other all along, but she was too involved in the play.

Looking at that cold face, Mingyan's heart froze inch by inch.

But it's fragile.

As long as he says a word, even if he believes her, he doesn't need to deliberately defend her, and the ice in her heart will be shattered in an instant.

She loved him dearly, and even though reality had devastated her, she still had a glimmer of hope for him.

After all, they've been together for so many years

But the eighth master didn't say anything.

His silence made Mingyan's heart bleed.

"You don't believe me?"

Mingyan smiled miserably, that smile was extremely beautiful, but it was extremely cold to the bone.

The eighth master had never seen her like this.

His Bafujin has always straightened his waist and is proud of others, and his bright face only looks at people lightly and has a compelling momentum, but now he is looking at himself like this and embarrassed

He also had a faint feeling of unbearability in his heart.

But what she did was really unforgivable for him.

Mingyan

He didn't like her at first, but just pity for her.

The fate is so the same, the same forgotten children in the family, and the same heart to strive for upwards

He pitied her, and when he was kind to her, he felt warm in his heart.

As if he was doing his own good.

He expected to be treated like this.

Mingyan is indeed a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and she has lived up to his expectations.

He gave her three points of love, and she gave him ten points in return.

Protected him in every situation, as a woman, stood in front of him strongly, and even dealt with things for him that he was unwilling to touch.

He was grateful to her, but somehow the pity in his heart became less and less.

Maybe she is too strong, rumors from the outside world make him feel that he has lost some face, and then there is that she is so strong that she doesn't seem to need his protection.

Zhang's is different.

Mengli was a little woman when he first met, she would cry, she would be afraid, she would look at his face and act, she would observe him carefully, and she would seek his refuge at a loss

When she hugged him and shrunk into his arms, the moment she lowered her head, it was as if she saw "her"

The heart of compassion and care involuntarily surged up from the bottom of my heart.

He couldn't control it.

Perhaps, this is how a man should feel about a woman.

And Mingyan's description of "the best partner" seems more appropriate.

The eighth master gradually came back to his senses, and when he looked at his wife again, his eyes were already very calm.

In the face of the desolate and weeping wife, the face of the slightest sanity did not move at all, and it looked particularly cold.