Winter in England was already cold, and Rose was sad to think that she might be freezing to death this winter. x updates are the fastest

She wiped a handful of bitter tears from her heart.

"Mr. Fu, I'll make you a cup of coffee."

Fu Tingyuan let out a "hmm", and his tone and demeanor were a little indifferent.

Rose looked at his face and sighed again with infinite sadness.

Fortunately, the face is still very good-looking.

She can also admire and admire his beauty to keep warm.

Fu Tingyuan put down the pen in his hand, and then leaned back a little tiredly.

He lifted his hand and gently rubbed his temples.

After coming back, he had some headaches, and after seeing a doctor, it was neuralgia, which could only be relieved by taking medicine, but could not be cured.

And he felt tired.

He thought he could live as usual.

Coming back from Tongcheng, he was also normal for a while.

It's just that time passes, and he will think of his own child who he killed with his own hands.

Then I thought of Luo Nanchu.

She used to be his candy, a** him day and night, making him strong in order to be with her.

Now it has become a bone-eating poison, making his heart tattered, and the bottom of his heart is as sinful as mud, and it wants to drag him into the abyss.

His headache gradually worsened.

The parts of the heart are broken.

He was gradually crumbling, unable to settle down, there was always noise in his chest, and in the thoughts of day after day, it was as if he was about to fall apart, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

"Mr. Fu," said in a pure English accent, and his secretary brought him freshly brewed coffee, "your coffee." ”

"Thank you."

"Mr. Fu, if you're tired, watch the entertainment show and relax." He looked up at her, and Rose was embarrassed

Awkwardly, she scratched her face with her fingers, "You look tired." ”

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee, "Thank you." ”

He was really cold now, and his tone was emotionless, and Rose walked out with emotion.

Fu Tingyuan leaned back in his chair and drank coffee for a while, then thought about it and turned on the computer.

He opened the browser, hesitated for a moment, and typed a name on the keyboard with his fingers.

It was the first time in a long time that he had searched for her.

She should be thanked for her identity, and there is a lot of news about her on the Internet.

He opened a video of her press conference.

His gaze slowly fell on Luo Nanchu, who was sitting next to Hua Rong.

She looks good.

His gaze swept over her face inch by inch, from her nonchalant expression to the corners of her slightly raised lips.

Just as he imagined.

Even without him, she could live well.

She could live if she lost her child, but knowing the truth, she would die.

Even he couldn't stand it, how could Luo Nanchu stand it.

really hurts someone, so he will go to such great lengths to deceive her, deceive her for the rest of his life, make her hate him for the rest of his life, and don't want her to be tortured like him.

Lying to a person is not necessarily cheating, and telling the truth is not necessarily for her good.

Even if he is really conceited, only in this matter, he is helpless and forced to do so.

He couldn't continue to let himself ruin her.

Anything has a chance to be remedied, but there is nothing to do about it.

"Sister Luo, have you encountered anything interesting in the six months you have been retiring?"

Luo Nanchu took the microphone and smiled slightly: "Yes." Talked about a failed relationship, exactly the same as in the past, and it was fun. ”

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