Chapter 125: Won't be cheap

Looking at each other, Chu Mingxi's eyes were scarlet, and there were half tears in his eyes.

Chu Mingxi's stubbornness, Fu Chen let go of her arm, turned around indifferently, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window expressionlessly.

At this time, the qi in Chu Mingxi's heart slowly dispersed, she gently grabbed the arm that was being pulled tightly by Fu Chen, and was about to leave silently, when Fu Chen suddenly turned to look at her: "I didn't want to quarrel with you." ”

Fu Chen's sudden compromise, Chu Mingxi felt more and more sad.

She didn't want to quarrel with him, but every time the two met together, they would always quarrel with each other.

Perhaps, they really don't fit.

Chu Mingxi was silent, Fu Chen lowered his eyes to look at her, and opened his mouth again: "Chu Mingxi, my Fu Chen is not as unbearable as you think." ”

He wasn't that important, she said.

She said that she didn't care about his affairs in the past, she didn't care about it now, and she wouldn't care about it in the future.

Fu Chen suddenly felt that the days of the two of them seemed to be really over.

Fu Chen's statement, Chu Mingxi's emotions suddenly became a little tense, but he still controlled himself, and said with tears in his eyes: "Fu Chen, you always say how I am, I always feel that my attitude is not good, but have you ever empathized, if I were you, would you still allow me Chu Mingxi to live to this day?" ”

He didn't have anything with other men, and he didn't know how many times he had a fuss.

Even if you are unhappy, even if you can really make trouble with him, it is reasonable, and you can do it!

Swallowing his saliva, Chu Mingxi calmed down his emotions for a while, and then said: "What do you want to do outside, I can ignore it, I don't know what to do, but Fu Chen, I can always let myself not lick my face and please, I can choose not to be cheap and share a man with other women!" ”

She has retreated to this point, she has been humbled to this point, what else does Fu Chen want her to do?

Chu Mingxi didn't say these words, but as soon as she said these words, Fu Chen's face turned black directly.

Looking at Chu Mingxi with cold eyes, Fu Chen inertly pinched Chu Mingxi's cheek, and wanted to say something a few times, but finally shook off her face suddenly: "Chu Mingxi, you are really not qualified to be this Mrs. Fu." ”

Ignore it?

Scold! She thought she needed her ignorance?

If you have him in your heart, how can you have such an indifferent attitude.

After all, she just didn't have her heart in him.

The mood was depressed to the extreme, Fu Chen wanted to vent, but looking at Chu Mingxi's coldness, he felt that everything was self-inflicted.

Retracting his eyes as cold as ice, Fu Chen turned around and was about to leave, when Chu Mingxi suddenly grabbed the door handle in front of him: "Yes!" I'm not generous, I'm not qualified to be Mrs. Fu. This is your home, and I am not qualified to stay, so if I leave this time, you won't have to have a home in the future. ”

With that, the door slammed shut.

Fu Chen's face sank, he raised his legs, and directly kicked over an antique vase in front of him.

With his left hand in his hip, Fu Chen raised his right hand and held his forehead.

Pressing his fingers to his temples, Fu Chen felt that his lungs were about to be blown up.

He was already compromising with her just now, but Chu Mingxi always had a magical ability every time, and he could step on his bottom line in just a few words, which could make him not extremely unhappy.

At the door, Sister-in-law Zhang listened to the movement inside, and hurriedly came in and asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?" Wasn't it okay the other day? Why are you arguing again today? ”

Glancing at the room, Sister-in-law Zhang muttered again: "Why did you smash the vase, this vase is not cheap!" ”

Fu Chen was still in the mood to care about the vase, reached out and picked up his blazer, and left without looking back.

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Wrangler.

Chu Mingxi held the steering wheel with both hands, and the tears in her eyes were still held back by her after all, and they still didn't fall after all.

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