Chapter 122: You're Still My Wife

"Why did you give me a gift?"

Fu Huaicheng coughed when he heard this, and moved his feet, with helplessness and a hint of awkwardness.

Isn't it normal to give birthday gifts on birthdays?

He didn't know why Gu Qingnian asked that.

I sent him that message before, but I came back so coldly.

Is it because you're in a bad mood at a birthday party?

Or was it because of his birthday that he didn't reply to the message or come back in time?

But he couldn't help himself, and he had rushed back as much as possible, and as for not replying to the message in time, it wasn't because there was no way to contact her.

That's why I remembered to send this BB machine.

What is the situation in the future good to contact.

Fu Huaicheng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he only had one sentence when he spoke, "It's convenient to contact you later..."

Gu Qingnian looked at Fu Huaicheng, "It's quite convenient to have a BB machine to contact, but... It's too expensive, and it's a celebratory gift for an invalid marriage contract? ”

The awkwardness on Fu Huaicheng's face was uncomfortable, and he instantly retreated.

"What?"

What is the celebratory gift for marriage nullity?

Why do you still mention this?

Fu Huaicheng looked at Gu Qingnian deadly, but Gu Qingnian didn't seem to notice his abnormality, and looked at the BB machine, "I'm very grateful that you can come back, I didn't expect to bring a gift, although thank you very much, but don't need to, I think after I go to the court on Monday, there will be no need to contact each other." ”

Gu Qingnian handed the BB machine to Fu Huaicheng.

Fu Huaicheng didn't answer, but looked at Gu Qingnian deeply, "Court? Court, you say? ”

"Yes, the people on the court side don't know if they have contacted you, I left them your number." Gu Qingnian replied, "After you leave, I will go to the court to submit an application for annulment of marriage, they have already reviewed it, so I will send you to the scene to confirm the answer." ”

Fu Huaicheng's jaw tightened, "Really?" I really haven't received it, I've only received a message from you. ”

Gu Qingnian didn't go to see Fu Huaicheng, "It's the same when you receive what I sent, just come back." ”

She paused, "Don't you pick it up?" My hands are sore. ”

Fu Huaicheng didn't answer, and looked at Gu Qingnian silently.

The shadows of the two were stretched very long by the street lamp, and because of the angle, it looked like Gu Qingnian was gently snuggling in his arms.

Can... All this is just an illusion.

Fu Huaicheng looked at the shadows of the two and asked in a dumb voice, "Are you afraid that I won't come back, and deliberately tricked me into letting me come back?" ”

That's a strange thing to say.

Gu Qingnian twisted his eyebrows and finally glanced up at Fu Huaicheng, "What?" ”

She let go of the hand she had been holding up.

"I got a message from you." Fu Huaicheng said it again, looking at Gu Qingnian deadly, wanting to see what clues.

Gu Qingnian frowned, "Yes, you said it just now, and I also said that I am grateful for you to come back..."

Fu Huaicheng's hand loosened tightly and loosely, looking at Gu Qingnian, who did not have the slightest discoloration, he spoke, word by word, "Marriage needs you, Gu Qingnian, this is a message from you." ”

Gu Qingnian was stunned for a moment, "What?" ”

"You said you needed me, I thought you had changed your mind." Fu Huaicheng lowered his voice, "As a result... Gu Qingnian, did you deliberately lie to me, or did you indulge in it? ”

He was so surprised, carefully picked a gift, came back on her birthday, and even specially applied to be transferred back......

As a result, she doesn't recognize it now?

"Gu Qingnian, I don't care if you lie to me or want to get away with it, I have taken the message you sent seriously."

Fu Huaicheng glanced at the shadows of the two, "Even if the court sentences us to dissolve our marriage, there will be no change in my place." ”

"You... Or my wife. ”

"You... Say what? Gu Qingnian looked at Fu Huaicheng, his voice as cold as an ice cellar.