Would you like to recommend some words of love after marriage?

My mother married me to a rich, crippled generation.

On the day of the wedding, I was careful to ask him, “Shall I carry you to bed?” I’m sorry.

He smiled so uninvited, “Thank you. I’m sorry.

I lifted up my sleeve and carried him, and I fell down with him.

Just so close, I’ll inherit hundreds of millions.

One.

After college, my mother sold me to a rich man for the bride price.

I hear he’s a standard N generation.

As a result of an accident, he had crippled his legs and lost his family’s inheritance rights.

It’s kind of rich and busy now, but…

My mom was worried, “He’s not only hurt his legs, he’s not humane. I’m sorry.

My eyes are bright.

Perfect!

If you’re rich, you can’t be a cripple’s husband, can you be happier?

So I split the bride price with my mother and married her.

Why marry a cripple?

Because of the money.

What a vulgar and markety reason.

Two.

I was a little nervous on my wedding day.

He needed a vase without background to be his wife, and my mother and I were greedy, and we were so close to each other that we actually met for the first time on the day of the wedding.

Before the ceremony, my mother shoved me into each other’s lounge.

Fostering feelings.

…we’ve got 10 minutes to go. What kind of feelings?

I walked in with a wedding dress and wondered how to say hello, but I stopped.

Didn’t you say that he’s a crippled, inhuman little pup?

Who’s the man in the wheelchair?

The black suit, which was properly cut, was a wedding feast, but the shirt button was unbuttoned.

Even in a wheelchair, the back ridge remains straight, expensive and indifferent.

Look up again.

It’s an amazing face.

And neither the wind nor the moon, nor the gold, was sufficient to describe his face.

When my hand was loose, I was tripped by a wedding dress, and the whole man kneeled in an extremely awkward position in front of the man.

I looked up at him and stammered.

“I said I was wrong and do you believe me? I’m sorry.

After I got in the door, he looked at me several times.

At this moment he carried a wheelchair, and I bowed, and his eyes swept me, and he fell on the wedding dress that he had sent.

“You guess?”

I guess…

He’s just lame and not stupid.

To make up for my embarrassment, I will stand up, and I will be truthful.

“My mom asked me to develop a relationship with you. I’m sorry.

Man, low laughter.

He looked at the wristwatch, “Well, five minutes of training should be enough for the wedding. I’m sorry.

Thinking of this guy as a gold lord, I was so busy asking, “What do I have to notice for a wedding?” I’m sorry.

I cried out in my heart,

Give me a request! Then raise the money!

But.

He took a look at me, and he unwittingly untied me, “No, just be quiet and be a vase. I’m sorry.

“Oh, good.”

And I responded with wisdom, standing beside him without words, but I looked upon him without control.

I’m shallow, I’m guilty.

I regret the joy of his inhumanity before me.

It’s a shame to be so shocked.

The wedding is over.

The vase, it’s so simple.

All I have to do is get my chest together and my hips together, and I’ll be able to stand under the spotlight with a smile until the ceremony is over.

Fu Jee seems satisfied with my performance. After the wedding, he drank too much and put a bank card in my arms.

No use, no money.

But look what he means, it should be for me.

Master Fu won’t be stingy. I’ll take care of it. I’ll come up with the password later.

In addition to the bank card, he threw me a set of keys together, and a note with an address and a telephone.

He left on his own and asked me to take a cab home.

I have no intention of returning to Master Fu’s villa.

I went to a nearby bank, I went to the ATM to check on the balance, and I got excited.

But…

Bank balance: $100.

It’s dollars, not thousands.

I looked at the screen and looked at it half-wielding until the back brother was upset:

“Sister, you’ve hesitated for half a day for a hundred dollars. I’m sorry.

I turned back on my card, and I went to the counter to check.

That’s 100 bucks.

There he is.

I don’t have any feelings, but I’m going to marry him once in a work-oriented dress.

A hundred bucks. Is he having a lunch?

The more I tried to get mad, the more I took out this hundred bucks and used his money to hit three taxis.

I’m sitting on one, and the other two empty cars follow.

But…

I’m losing my mind.

I didn’t know Master Fu’s villa was so far away that three taxis cost me over $400.

A hundred bucks is gone, and I’ve got 300.

That’s so bad.

Night, wedding night.

I sat on the sofa, staring at Fu and enviing that handsome face and feeling angry.

When he’s throwing his head at him, Fu Jealous suddenly sees it:

“Semi?” I’m sorry.

We said, “Yes, it is I.”

..it’s so easy to see the King.

And the eyes of God fall upon my face, and they shine, yet they look at the people.

To the upper eye, he drew his lower lip, whispering.

“It’s time for bed. I’m sorry.

My face is a little red.

But think of my mother, another bowl of cold water.

I looked at his long legs in his wheelchair and asked carefully, “Do I need to carry you to bed?” I’m sorry.

Two seconds, I lick my lips and add, “I’m strong. I’m sorry.

Fu envied sitting in a wheelchair, lifting his hands with two buttons, laughing so unattractively, “Please. I’m sorry.

I went over there with my back to him in front of Fu Jee.

Two seconds later, Fu envied his body and put his hands on my shoulder.

The man’s arms were long, loose and wide in front of my neck, and he smelled so good and fresh as a pine.

I mean, it’s simple, it’s just a gesture of good to the King, but he’s really on my shoulder, this close contact, and it makes me look red in the air.

He took off his suit at the moment, with only one white shirt left over, and I changed my wedding dress and wore a thin toddler.

The moment he was back, I could even feel the enviable temperature.

I think so, and I feel a little panicky.

And then, at the bottom of his feet, he stepped on the dress of the earth.

I was envied and the whole man fell down.

…I was on the ground afraid to get up.

I promise I’m not a sculptor, and I’m smart for 20 years.

I don’t know what’s going on today, but I fell twice, and I fell on the gold.

For a long time, and I didn’t hear anything envious.

I just kind of panicked.

I’d like to look up, and suddenly there’s an envious voice in front of me.

Mix, low.

“Come here. I’m sorry.

I got up, I walked around, I got down.

“That…”

I’m trying to explain that it’s not done yet, and my wrists are so tight.

Fu envied my wrist and pulled it so I fell in his arms.

The floor was cold, the French were lying on the floor, one hand was on my back, one eye was looking at me lying on him.

This man is still a man of great taste.

“Simit. I’m sorry.

He looked me right in the eye, biting his teeth, “Take me to the wheelchair, I can go to bed.” I’m sorry.

Six.

“Oh… good. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t stand to look at him and avoid looking at him.

But…

It was a little far away, and the wheelchair was still a few steps away.

Thinking of Master Fu’s two-legged disability, I held him back on the floor.

“Sit down, I’ll push the wheelchair. I’m sorry.

Fu didn’t talk, but his eyes were dark.

I guess.

He’s probably regretting, even buying a vase, and buying a smart vase for it.

To make up for my work, I ran and pushed the wheelchair over.

Reach out and help him, but he’s jealous.

What, you got a temper?

I looked down at him, and I saw him groaning.

“Squeeze my feet. I’m sorry.

“…sorry. I’m sorry.

And in order to make up for it, We gave him milk and bent him to a wheelchair.

Master Fu doesn’t seem satisfied.

He leans on his lips, his ears are red, and he almost bites his teeth, and he says, “I’ll let you help me, I won’t let you hug me. I’m sorry.

It’s hard to handle.

I responded by pushing the wheelchair to the side of the bed to see how he was sleeping.

But there was a little low-pressure sound in front of him, “Turn over.” I’m sorry.

I’ll do it.

But…

There’s a little mirror right across the table, under the mirror, and I saw clearly…

Fu envious of sitting in a wheelchair with his hands on the bedside…

Then a hum.

The man fell.

A little awkward.

I turned my back to him, not to him, not to him.

He hesitated and suddenly came back from his low voice, which seemed to be a little angry and a little anxious.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh. I’m sorry.

I turned around.

Fu envious of sitting on the floor, his legs seemed weak, his lips tight and his ears red.

Probably fell twice in a row, hurting Master Fu’s self-esteem.

I put his arm on my shoulder, and I held him up, and I comforted him:

“Fu, don’t worry about it. If I had a disability with both legs, I wouldn’t even be able to wipe my ass in the toilet, let alone…”

Half way to the point, Fu envies the hand on my shoulder.

“Shut up. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

That’s it. I took Fu to bed and got his orders:

“Then let me go out, smile, don’t talk. I’m sorry.

“Okay…”

He gives me money, I do business, he doesn’t let me talk, I can drink water from my nose.

On our wedding night, I wanted to lay the floor.

But I’m jealous.

He asked me to sleep next to him, with a bed covered.

I’d like to, but I’d rather be ashamed, and when he said “wrongly,” he suddenly handed me a bank card.

I was silent. “A hundred dollars again? I’m sorry.

“200,000. I’m sorry.

“Sold, honey. I’m sorry.

I’ve taken the cards, and I’ve taken them with a smile.

It was a very peaceful night, just a little cold.

The man who had been stabbed with a thousand knives, then rolled out the blanket with his hand in the middle of the night, and I was cold enough to sleep with him in the past, barely covering the first half.

Just remember.

This man is so warm, like a fireplace.

When he woke up the next day, Fu Jee was already in a wheelchair.

I don’t know how he got up there.

The wheelchair was by the bedside, and Fu was taking a book and looking down.

The sun outside the window was warm, and a gold edge was plating in his eyebrow.

Shaw is pretty.

I’m looking at it right now and I’m jealous of it.

“Get downstairs, eat.”

I answered, and I noticed that Fu was jealous of the dark.

He didn’t sleep well last night?

It’s like you’re sleeping with your blanket.

Fu envious left the room with a wheelchair, and I was too busy washing my bed to take a look at the books he was reading, but I couldn’t help but wonder.

The Real Sun Goku.

♪ I’m sorry ♪

The young noble men were so childish.

If you eat early, you’ll leave.

Before he left, he told me to go wherever I was going today and dress up by 7:00 p.m. and wait for him at home.

I responded to the sound in a good manner.

The Fu family’s dinner.

Moreover, yesterday I was married to Fu, and all the world’s leading merchants came to congratulate him, and none of them were present.

But it doesn’t seem like he cares.

I don’t know.

I didn’t have to work, and I was bored in this empty villa, and I stopped a taxi to hang out.

Fu envious garages are full of ash, but…

He didn’t leave me a driver and I didn’t even have a driver’s license.

With a bank card, I took a cab to a mall in the top of the city.

There’s a lot of people in the mall, but most of them are just like me.

After all, the hundreds of thousands of dollars that are consumed here are simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Walking around, empty-handed.

I had a tummy sore, I thought there was paper in the bag and I turned to the toilet.

But…

For reasons of weekends, there are too many people in the mall, women ‘ s toilets have been lined up, and there is no room for men.

I couldn’t bear it. I slipped into the men’s room.

Lock the door, get down…

When the pants were flushed, the wall in the compartment was suddenly struck twice, and immediately thereafter, the low-pitched man sounded from next door.

“Sorry, can I borrow two pieces of paper? I’m sorry.

The sound is low-magnetic and slightly mute.

That sounds good.

I even pulled the rest of the paper out of my bag and I couldn’t see it.

However, a few seconds later, the next door was pushed back.

“Is this not good?”

“Do you have paper? I’m sorry.

I was fogged and looked down.

Shit.

They sent it back. I had a sanitary towel in my bag.

I was so busy pulling out the tissues and stuffing them down there. I’m sorry.

And the other one took a few seconds to pick up, and he said, “What’s the girl?” I’m sorry.

I just remembered that I was in the men’s room.

I didn’t say anything. I just turned around.

7:00 p.m.

By the time Fu envied me, I had put on a dress and sat on the couch.

As soon as I showed up in that wheelchair, I went up there and put on a dress.

“Is it good?”

I admit that I sometimes go out of my mind and say the wrong thing, but I haven’t quite turned over the car on the road to beauty.

Up to the high-end party, down to the bar, there’s hardly a piece of mine.

After six or seven seconds of envious eyes on me, he turned his eyes away in a light, and it was okay.

What do you mean, he can’t look at me?

Of course I won’t break it.

So I volunteered to replace Fu’s assistant and pushed the wheelchair out.

Get out of the car.

The house is not far from the Fu’s, about 20 minutes away.

On the way, Fu envied him without saying a word, but I noticed that he was getting lower and lower.

Looks like it.

The rumors are correct, the Fukuo-Fou family relationship seems to have been quite rigid.

I’m sorry.

That’s the Fu’s.

I’m standing at the door, watching.

Not a luxury villa, but a estate.

I can’t even look at the edge.

I looked at it a few times, and I took my eyes back and turned around and pushed the wheelchair for Fu.

The housekeeper brought us to a house and pushed the door, while I was in danger of getting lost.

I pushed Fu to get inside.

There’s a big feast, and there’s dozens of people in it.

The moment we entered, almost all eyes fell on us.

I smiled, I pushed my way in.

All the way to the main hall, where a couple of men and women were standing, men dressed in a cut suit, and they stood up.

The woman leaned on him, dressed in a red dress.

That’s right.

Sure.

After walking past him, Fu stopped for two seconds and whispered “Brother”.

I was right. The other is Fu time and heir to Fu’s family.

Fashion’s a little bit of an envious, but he fell on me.

The man’s eyes were set on fire, unlike the envious indifference and indifference, but a few more trespasses and sharps.

It’s too much to look at.

I’m just a little scared, and I’m envious of my brother.

However.

And when I hear my voice, the time is snuggling, and the eyes of the ancients flash a glimpse of wonder.

Next minute.

His eyes were removed from my face, and he fell gently on my wrist.

I was a little confused and I looked down.

I wear a silver bracelet on my right hand, which I wear all the time, because it doesn’t contradict today’s dress, and I don’t take it off.

I’m wondering, I’m looking up again, and I’ve seen the time change.

Just staring, more like it’s my fault.

The man was too oppressive, fortunately he was not too present, and he spoke with Fu envious, and got up on the other side.

Fu Jeun seemed to be less fond of people, and he asked me to push him to the corner and not to talk to people, sitting in a wheelchair.

One man after another has been swept with his eyes open.

But he said nothing.

It took me a while to go to the bathroom with him.

Fu nod, no talk.

In the hallway.

Seeing no one around, I took a cigarette out of the decorative bag.

It’s a toilet, actually a smoker.

However, as soon as a cigarette was lit, there was a footsteps behind it.

When I was working so hard to put out the smoke, a slightly familiar voice sounded behind me.

“You don’t have to. Give me one. I’m sorry.

I put my hands behind my back and turned and looked.

It’s a timer.

He walked two steps away from me, stopped, his hands were pouring up in front of me, and he asked for smoke.

I hesitated to say, “I’m a cheap smoke and I’m a little riled up. I’m sorry.

“All right. It’s like a smile. I’m sorry.

That’s all I can say. I can only open my bag and smoke him another cigarette.

Fu Fu time collected cigarettes and lighters and lit them.

The moment the smoke came out, he looked at me, “Don’t recognize me? I’m sorry.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I’m a little blind, but I’m like, “Recognize your jealous brother.” I’m sorry.

“Not really. I’m sorry.

Fashion smoked another cigarette, and the face profile was good.

“Thank you for the paper this afternoon. I’m sorry.

“…are you?”

I was surprised to hear that before I could digest it, a wheelchair appeared around the corner.

Fu envies himself to come by in a wheelchair, to lift his eyelids and look me in the eye.

“What’s he?”

Eleven.

I’m silent, I can’t answer.

The man’s fingertips are smitten with smoke, calm and indifferent.

And with Fu’s envious eyes, he lifted his hand and smoked.

He was not even going to answer the envious question.

I’m in trouble.

How do you say that?

Says I went to the high-end mall this afternoon, went to the men’s room and handed his brother a sanitary towel?

I’m a little too stupid.

Whisperingly, the voices of Fu Jealous come again.

“Let’s go. I’m sorry.

He said he turned the wheelchair and left.

So I followed him up, and when I was passing by, he opened his mouth.

It’s low, “Smoking is good. I’m sorry.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

Two inexplicable conversations ended, and I flew out and pushed myself into the jealous wheelchair.

I’m not stupid. I know who’s my gold lord.

Although, Fu timer is much richer than his brother.

I don’t know.

It’s probably a family dinner, but it’s more like a barber party.

I stood behind Fu, with my hands in my wheelchair, laughing at everyone who walked by.

However.

No one stopped and said hello.

Looks like it.

Fu envied not only by losing the place of heirs, but also by being inferior in the family.

Think about it like that and feel a little hurt.

It doesn’t seem to bother you at all.

He raised his hand and picked up a piece of pastry from the table.

With the left hand holding the pastry, the right hand whispered to me.

“Come here. I’m sorry.

And I looked in my mouth, and I squeezed one hand on my cheek, and then the fine piece of cake was shoved into my mouth.

There’s light sweetness in the lips.

Fu envied his hand and blundered his fingers.

How’s it taste?

“It’s delicious. I’m sorry.

Fu’s noding, “I’ll pack up later. I’m sorry.

I had some stupid eyes, and when I was out of my mind, when I was eating in the countryside for hours, my moms were packing a bag of plastic bags with chicken.

Back to my head, I held on to my wheelchair arm.

It seems that Master Fu’s position in the Fu family is very low.

I used to read the boss’s book, and I usually met a girl who liked to eat, and the young men always waved –

“Let the chef do more for you later. I’m sorry.

Have mercy on us, Master.

Pack away.

It’s still quiet.

It’s just that Qing is envious of this side, centred on the time of the world, surrounded by people, and horrifying.

I couldn’t help but look a few more.

However, these people are also warm-faced and cold-faced, and they are alone and indifferent.

Almost no one spoke to him except his companion.

Even the so-called dinners were divided into 369.

When I was bored, I took my eyes away and was ready to say something.

When he bowed his head, he happened to see Fu envious of looking away.

He’s also watching the crowd, but…

He doesn’t seem to be looking at the Times, but rather at the women next to him.

If there’s no surprise, that’s his sister-in-law.

These two days, when he knew Fu, he always had the faintest eyes, as if nothing in the world could interest him.

I’ve always felt it in my heart, and this man has a good face.

But he just looked at that woman, and he was so hot.

Looks like Fu envied this sister-in-law.

I turned my head when I was jealous.

As a proper vase, I know better than anyone. Don’t think about the heart of the Golden Lord.

Guess what, you’re gonna lose your job.

I thought all I had to do was hang out with Fu Jeong until the dinner was over, but trouble came to the door.

Just after the party, a woman in a black dress came by and looked around 256.

She didn’t say anything, so I knew he wasn’t easy.

The beauty is beautiful, but it is a mean face.

Sure.

A woman walks in, looks at herself, and swipes her face.

How’s your leg? I’ve heard from my brother that I may never get up. Don’t be discouraged. Maybe there’s a miracle in the world. I’m sorry.

It doesn’t sound like a nobility lady. It’s more like a lady in a village with a melon in her mouth.

How does Fu Jee-Yu react?

He’s not responding.

The man didn’t even give her a half share of her leftovers, so she screamed.

The other side won’t stop.

She brought two drinks to her side and gave her one.

“Your wedding. Come on, have a drink late. I’m sorry.

But…

Fu Jealousy didn’t answer.

A woman’s hand is in the middle of the glass, which is embarrassing.

Stop for two seconds and she looks at me.

The one that didn’t come out, she handed it to me again.

I saw Fu envious.

I may have noticed my eyes, but I didn’t give her any face.

“Fu Wan, the old man’s adopted daughter, told me in private. I’m sorry.

I’m a little embarrassed. Can you really say that?

He must have refused without mercy.

That’s why you’re so weird.

It’s love, hate.

Fu Wing’s wine was also served for half a day, and someone has noticed what’s happening on our side, and I’ll reach out and pick it up.

Even a foster daughter, that’s the Fu family’s lady.

Missy, I don’t have a reason not to.

But…

For a moment, Fu Wing let go of his hand.

It’s too late to react, the glass falls on the enviable.

The wine wetted his suit, and his white shirt was covered with red marks.

That’s really bad.

And the glass rolls on Fu’s envious and falls on the ground.

It’s sore, it’s broken, it’s splattered on my feet.

Fu Wan changed his face in a moment, she looked all over me, and she said to me:

“I only drink to you because I’m jealous. I’m sorry.

Having succeeded in attracting attention, she did not forget the meaning of the little episode of an improvement.

“If you have a complaint about not being here at the wedding, just say it. But it’s the Fu’s dinner. Do you want to call the Fu’s? I’m sorry.

I looked at her.

What a high hat.

I tried to disprove it, but I looked at him with my head down, and he was still the pale one, but…

When I looked at the past, he picked his frown.

I don’t know if I’m wrong, but what I understand is…

Don’t worry.

I’ve always been polite, and I’m really tired.

“Miss Fu, I don’t have to put on any top hats with Fu’s name. The first time I came to the Fu family, I kept the Fuku family’s rules, and I didn’t mean to make it up to you.

“Then think I’m looking at you. I’m sorry.

After that, I was surprised to continue with the voices that everyone in the dining room could hear.

“But Miss Fu doesn’t think that I’m in your heart because of your private confession to my husband? I’m sorry.

The voice fell and I covered my mouth again, “Is that all you can say?” I’m sorry.

Fau Wan’s face, by cyanide.

“What are you talking about? Fu Jee is my brother. How can I tell him? I’m sorry.

“And besides, it’s just a cripple. I’m sorry.

She was outraged, and it appeared that she could not have gotten it on stage when she had been envious of her private confession.

After all, it’s the same for the Fu family.

And I shrugged my shoulders, and I was jealous of Fu, and I was embarrassed.

“Fou Jealous, am I full of shit?”

He didn’t look at me, but he had a few points on his lips.

Like laughing.

Fortunately, he’s very envious and very good, and he’s a bit soft and positive.

“None. I’m sorry.

Two words, an envious attitude.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at me, saying something to me, but the soft voice was in everyone’s ear in the dining room.

“The video of the confession is still there. If you’re interested, go back and show it to you. I’m sorry.

I looked at Fu Wing’s face, and I answered with a smile:

“Well, I’d love to see what it looks like to say to my brother. Miss Fu returned from exile. I’m sorry.

The other side, Fu Wan, has been pierced with secrets.

We were one or two steps away, and she took a step forward, and she slapped me.

Hands fell and didn’t hit me.

One tall, two hands, holding on to Fu Wing’s swing wrist.

After a few seconds of silence, the sound of a cooling-in around.

One hand comes from Fu Jealous.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, with his arms raised slightly and stopped Fu Wing.

And the other hand is a source of wonder,

Fashion time.

This one, once in the dining room, looks a little cold and automatically ignores all the good times.

He grabbed Fu Wan’s wrist and his voice was cold.

“Like what? I’m sorry.

Four words, harsh words, and instant silence.

She’s just in front of her envious and obscurant, but at the moment she’s not even breathing.

The Times didn’t say much.

Or, in his capacity, four words are enough.

His eyes passed over Fu Wing, and he paused on my face, and then turned away.

And the red dress woman who stood next to Fu time came back.

Unlike Fu Wing’s pride and treachery, she started with her envy and turned to me.

“Hello, I’m Fu Time’s fiancée, Wen So.” I’m sorry.

I even shook her hand.

Temperature.

That’s not a good name.

The name of this euphemism, when a man is born, she has a fine makeup and smiles at me and almost makes me see God.

It’s the kind of woman you’re talking about.

That’s why I’m standing next to Fortune.

After a brief chat, Wen Soo left, and I noticed that Fu’s jealous eyes fell on the sister-in-law.

Not half.

I don’t see it. This guy’s still in love.

And when Wen-soo left, Fu envied himself and began to make me fetch him wine.

One more.

The man looked up, and he seemed to be in trouble.

Later, I couldn’t help but whispering to him that he was drunk and hurt and had to drink as much as he wanted.

But…

Fu envied me, groped out of his pocket, pulled out a card and handed it to me.

“Shut up. I’m sorry.

I looked at the card for two seconds, and when I asked how much money was in it, Fu envied me:

“50,000, no password. I’m sorry.

“Good young master. I’m sorry.

Having collected the card, I kept my mouth shut and held it in my hand and looked over and over and over again.

This guy’s not a card dealer, is he?

How can you always pull out a card with a different amount?

Left to right, homecoming’s finally over.

I was relieved and pushed Fu out of the house, and when he got in the car, he took off his suit, grabbed his eyebrow and leaned on his back.

“Simit. I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I was busy with the past.

However, the car just turned, and I couldn’t sit still and I fell into the envious arms.

Strange.

The moment I hit, I reached out my hand unconsciously, but I felt it through my shirt.

Abs.

Touchy, clear outline.

I was wondering, how does this guy practice his muscles?

It’s coming from above.

“Enough to touch?”

Huh?

I looked back, took back my hand and sat back.

Laugh, I try to explain, “Just turn the car, I didn’t sit still…”

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

And then he opened his eyes and looked at the driver in the front seat, “Next month, pay up.” I’m sorry.

The driver said thank you so much.

The horns are about to end in their ears, but they don’t make any laugh.

After the pay hike, I softly asked him what he had just asked me to do.

Fu envied me for looking at me, but I didn’t know where to put the fine bag.

Open a look.

It’s a couple of packs, just pastry.

He remembered.

I waited two seconds before reaching out.

The Fu family is very good at cooking. The pastry is almondy, sweet, delicious.

I couldn’t stand it, I squeezed a piece to the side of Fu’s mouth.

“You too…”

He’s got a good look.

The second night we slept together was when I brought Fu to bed.

Before he went to bed, he had a special assistant to take care of Fu to bathe, and when he came out of the bathroom he had changed a black nightgown, which was silky.

..and the one I wear is a couple.

There was only one night light in the room, and I was rushing to push his wheelchair, and I forgot to wear my shoes, and it wasn’t cold on the floor with my bare feet, or a little blush.

I’m jealous of being a couple.

When he pushed him to the bed, the man looked up and pushed me.

It was not until I put him on the bed that he took a look at my foot on the floor and said it was cool.

So I climbed to bed.

The man, with his legs a little bit cold, is a little hot.

Night.

I am reminded of today’s envious and warm embrace.

I can’t sleep any longer.

The one who was envious sleeps very well, but because of his drinking, he sleeps very heavily, even in his dreams.

“Simi, actually the card has no money. I’m sorry.

After that, he went to sleep for another second.

And I couldn’t sleep with that bank card he put in his hand today.

Wake up early in the morning, and it’s empty.

I thought it was the sun, and the curtains could be drawn, but it was grey.

It’s only five o’clock after a look.

I went to the toilet with my shoes and I wanted to go to bed to make up my mind, and I was a little jealous.

He’s in trouble. Where’s this morning?

So I wrapped my pyjamas out of the bedroom.

The nightlight was on the corridor, and the light was dark.

I went to the stairwell and I looked at it.

The first floor is empty.

I guess Fu envies something out.

When I thought about going back to the bedroom, I suddenly heard Fu Jealous.

I didn’t hear what he said.

It appears that the sound came from a room on the side of the corridor on the first floor.

I shouldn’t be curious, I should be smart enough not to listen.

But…

I went down the stairs quietly.

Room door.

And I stood on one side, and followed the unsealed seams of the door to see what was inside.

However, what I saw surprised me.

It’s as if he’s a different person at the moment.

He had a black pyjamas on him, and he sat in his chair, his eyes were cold, his eyes were flowing, and his eyes were only a little more fragrance than the Fashion.

“One minute, clear. I’m sorry.

Fung leaned on his body, lit a cigarette, and said it without heart.

And I looked away, so I saw…

In addition to several black bodyguards standing around Fu Jei, a man was kneeling on the ground before him.

The man on his knees turned his back on me and couldn’t see his face.

After he had said it, the man was clearly stiff, but he never spoke.

And Fu stopped talking and looked at him like that.

From my point of view, I can see Fu’s jealous face.

and –

The cold under the eyes.

It took me a few days to find out that the envy is so oppressive.

It seems to remind the man on his knees to speak with envy.

And I was scared, my hands were shaking, and I pushed the door a few points.

The door is half open.

I’m envied with a slant-sliding master, looking back.

The atmosphere is embarrassing and strong.

“That…”

“I woke up and I didn’t see you, and I was a little worried.

After that, I turn around and I want to go.

“Wait. I’m sorry.

It’s Fu Jealous.

He is not the voice of the past and he is silent.

Two short words, but full of cold.

I took a deep breath and turned around.

But I see the eyes staring at my feet.

So I followed his eyes.

I stepped on the floor naked.

Oh, I took my shoes off at the stairwell and walked all the way barefoot.

I was so nervous, I didn’t even feel cold.

He waved at one of his assistants, and he would like to push the wheelchair over and sit on it.

The eyes are still cold.

Look at me.

“Fu…”

I’ve just said a last name and stopped talking.

What should I call him?

Master Fu, it’s too rusty.

What’s your name? It seems like it’s okay to call him by his name.

I hesitated, but Fu envied it first.

He held me in his wrists, a little hard,

I fell in his arms.

Fu envied me in a wheelchair and I sat on his lap.

The heart is pounding.

Not shy, but nervous.

This guy’s broken legs. Won’t make it worse if I sit like this?

So I was in a hurry to stand up with my wheelchair arm, but I didn’t know what button I had, and the wheelchair was moving slowly towards the wall in front of me…

Fortunately, Fu envied the wheelchair in time.

He’s gliding, and he’s pushing me back, “Sit down. I’m sorry.

It’s too cold. I’m a little scared. I have to do it.

So Fu envied me in his arms and controlled the wheelchair with me upstairs.

There’s an elevator in the villa, so there’s no need to worry about being jealous.

That’s it. I went back to my room.

I didn’t dare move all the way in fear of crushing him.

When I went to the bed, my face was burning.

If it wasn’t for the moment, I’d really like to call my mom and tell her not to listen to the gossip.

Who says that a man with a bad leg can’t be humane?

The wheelchair was parked by the bed, and I rushed down and sat by the bed.

“Let me help you to bed…”

I’m blushing, whispering.

“No, I’ll sit down. I’m sorry.

He whispered, “It’s too early to sleep. I’m sorry.

“Okay…”

After all, I just ran into Fu, so I wouldn’t listen.

So do it.

It’s too early. It’s too late.

When the consciousness is slightly blurred, it seems that someone has gone to bed and laid beside me.

And I held each other’s waist and stuck my leg on him.

I sleep at home with huge doll bear, every time, hand and foot.

In secret, the person I hold seems to be a stiff.

I don’t know.

Wake up, the sun’s up to your ass.

I opened my eyes, and I looked up to my eyes without a doubt.

Dark, dark pupils, deep.

Look down.

It’s Fu Jealous.

He was still wearing the black pyjamas, but the collar buttons were unbuttoned for some reason and the clavicles were so beautiful.

So I forced myself to look away, and I found –

I’m envious in a very vague position.

His arms were tied to his waist, his legs were wrapped around his legs, and the octopus was usually attached to him.

And against those eyes, I’m in a panic, and I let go.

“Sorry, I’m used to it. I’m sorry.

However, my explanation seems counterproductive.

A man who had just listened to it, and then he got cold.

“Who are you used to holding?”

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I was stunned and said, “One tall fur bear…”

Fu envied the silence for two seconds, took the lower lip, seemed to laugh.

“Well, let the assistant buy you a new one. I’m sorry.

Fu Jee, when we had half our breakfast, his assistant walked in with two bodyguards.

Three men, one with two one-man-high doll bears, one of each colour.

And he looked at it, and said, “Who likes it? Put it on the bed. I’m sorry.

I swallowed the pastry in my mouth, “Well, it’s gray. I’m sorry.

Actually, I didn’t dare say the last half.

That gray one, a little like Fu Jealous, should be very comfortable.

When breakfast was almost finished, Fu envied the cell phone on the table and suddenly sounded.

He took a look, and it was cold.

Out of curiosity, I also looked in the shadows.

There are three words on the screen: “Four Times.”

Fu envious did not seem to be in a hurry to pick up until the phone was about to hang up and he wiped his hands and connected.

Because he’s lazy to pick up his cell phone, he’s jealous of being on speakerphone.

However, as soon as Fu Fu opened his mouth, he shook me.

The two brothers spoke without a single greeting, and Fu timer opened his mouth to the grave.

“I need an interpreter on my side. I’m sorry.

“I heard you learned German at Sumi-san University. How about a day? I’m sorry.

I just drank the soy sauce in my mouth, and I almost blew it out.

Can I borrow one day?

I don’t think so. Can’t even get an emergency translation?

I see that the lack of translation is false and that the other purpose is real.

Swallow the soybean and I’ll turn around and see Fu Jee.

Even though we’re a man and a wife, I’ve taken up the reputation of a Fu Jia Er wife and been borrowed by his brother as an interpreter.

However.

Fu Jealous was silent for two seconds.

The man was also happy to say yes and then he hung up the phone without even asking where he wanted to be.

Two minutes later, Fu envious cell phone vibrating.

At the same time, he was slowly eating steaks, trimmed, with a knife and fork down and a red one.

It’s a good morning.

I didn’t pick up my phone until it was empty.

I looked at it as if it had been sent from Fu Fu time, indicating time and place, etc.

After breakfast, Fu envied me to the company.

I’m a little surprised.

According to rumours, Fu envies that even when his legs are not broken, he is an inescapable dude who knows nothing but the beauty of the day, the platinum of the paper, and the company has barely been there.

I thought he’d let me drive.

On the way, Fu envious as usual.

Only when he got out of the car, he asked, “Is there any certainty that there might be some professional vocabulary involved?” I’m sorry.

Although I’d like to exaggerate in front of the Golden Lord, but it’s not a joke, but I’ll shake my head:

“None. I’m sorry.

I thought he’d be jealous that he’d let someone find a full-time interpreter, but he’d just shut his eyes and keep his eyes shut.

It’s still light.

I don’t know.

Fu and I have just arrived in the conference room, and Fu and the Foreign Ace are in.

I got up and said hi.

Everything that follows…

Everything went very well.

Yet I am not the one who will guarantee it, but the man who has learned nothing in the rumor.

When I went to school, I left my door to the back of my car, and German was normal, and I did no work after graduation, and I had a fluent conversation.

But even so, I can’t translate some of their industry’s professional terms.

Every time, the envy comes out in time.

The man is still the kind of aberrant and even the tone of speech, but the pronunciation is standard.

In the second half of the day, the Foreign Minister almost passed my time with Fu Fu and spoke to Fu Jeong alone.

Business went well, and the foreigners signed the contract directly.

Tens of millions of projects have been taken down with envy.

From my point of view, I can see Fu’s jealous side face.

Men sit in wheelchairs, with broken legs, but with special positions, with a low level of apathy and high quality.

This man, the first thought was simple.

Both legs have disabilities, are inhuman, and are considered to be sublime.

But the more the contact, the more he can be detected.

The coldness and aggressiveness of the Fulbure are visible, the sharpness of the battle, the enviableness of the day, the more he appears in the sight of all, the more he digs.

The more he felt like a fog.

Can’t see, can’t guess.

After signing the contract, Fu time invited each other to dinner, which was declined.

We came out of the meeting room together, but we just met Wen-su at the door.

She came towards us with a working hot bucket in her hand.

I followed a few people and looked her in the eye.

See, it’s the soup you make.

It turns out that rich people’s fiancées would wash their hands and make soup and bring it to the company with a warm lunch box.

I’m impressed by the fact that the warmth stomped on something, and the feet slipped.

Fu Jealous held her.

He sat in a wheelchair, leaning hard, and he almost fell.

And hold her at the moment of the gentlest slip.

Instead, he’s not even been able to hold a hand as a fiancé.

I watched it quietly.

Fu Jealousy hands, holding on to the wrists of Weiner, burning to the ground.

Actually, it was none of my business.

However, there is some confusion in the chest.

“You’re Fu’s fiancée, right? You’re good, thanks for the translation. I’m sorry.

I stomped.

And then they say, “Mr. Fu” in the foreign language, it’s supposed to be “Four Time.”

The other side must have misunderstood.

I was just trying to explain that the Fashion of Time was opening, “Thank you, the elevator is here. Then wish us good cooperation. I’m sorry.

He didn’t even explain.

Besides, Fu time is also spoken in German.

In that conversation, Fu Tsai never spoke German. I thought he didn’t know anything.

I’m even more confused, but I’m a little bored.

The reason for this is…

He’s envious and has no explanation.

He can understand German.

I’m sorry.

The A side was removed, and the thermostat was handed over to Fu timer, saying that she had cooked chicken soup for all morning.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

He gave it to the assistant who was with him.

He never opened the lid and looked at it.

Business is done. Four of us are proposed for dinner.

As expected, Fu envious agreed.

The brothers seemed to be in a bad relationship and in conflict, but did not seem to have completely torn their faces.

A new high-level private dish was opened in the vicinity of the company, and the assistant of the Fashion Academy made an immediate call.

This shop has a very good voice, and it has money like a timer, and it can’t even be booked.

So the four of us sat in a quiet seat in the corner of the restaurant.

It’s a little slow, but it really tastes good.

I was folded into a chef’s business and I took it seriously.

However, when I ate my ribs, there was a drop of soup, and I was in a hurry to wipe my head with a paper towel, and I looked away, and I followed the bottom of the table.

Wen-su, the fiancée of Fu, envied the future sister-in-law in his name, in fact, his heart is bright and moon-lighted.

She’s under the table with high heels rubbing on the feet of her pants.

I waited for two seconds to take my eyes back.

The man is peeling shrimp.

There seems to be no indication at all of the temperature.

Actually…

I’d like to remind her that Fu envies the disability of his legs and doesn’t say he’s rubbing his pants and feet under the table.

I accidentally ate the melon, but I couldn’t show it. I had to drink two soups in succession.

Just dropped the spoon, and there were a few shrimps on the plate.

Shrimp shells are full, well-placed.

Heads up.

Fu Jealous just stripped it.

He just took the shrimp seriously and gave it to me.

I looked at Fu envious, and I looked unconsciously at the temperature across the street.

It’s a little flattering.

Thank you so softly. When I was about to eat shrimp, Fu envied and a little upset to put down chopsticks.

“Throw me to the toilet. I’m sorry.

I waited two seconds to realize he was talking to me.

Drop the shrimp and I’ll answer.

“Good. I’m sorry.

Although, I don’t understand why I have to push this guy’s wheelchair when it’s electric.

I pushed him to the men’s room, and Fu envied to go in alone, and I waited for him in the hallway.

The hallway window is open.

Once the wind blows, there’s a new addiction.

Unfortunately, no cigarettes today.

I walked two laps in the hallway, a little irritating.

The sound came from behind, “Want to smoke?” I’m sorry.

I went back and found out there was another timer.

Does this guy have a connection to the toilet?

It seems every time I see him, it’s near the toilet.

Fu time pulls smoke out of his pocket, picks a little eyebrow and sends it to me.

I hesitated for two seconds to pick up.

However, after I lit the smoke, I just took a sip and I heard the Quaker who was next to me ask:

“Did you see that Fu was jealous of my fiancée? I’m sorry.

“Cough…”

I was shocked by his words, and the smoke was strangling in my throat.

“No.”

Slow down, I’m too busy to say, “How can you think about your future sister-in-law when you’re married?” I’m sorry.

This is not a question to be answered.

I can’t tell you even if I’m jealous of him.

I’m scared, I want to smoke again.

But the smoke in his hand was suddenly robbed by the time.

He took the smoke, took a sip and wiped it out with his fingertips.

And then I was cooped up in front of the wall, and when I was talking to him, the warm air swept my face.

He said.

“Semi, you’re also married under contract. I’m sorry.

“What about the four of us? I’m sorry.

Crazy.

And this is in my ears, and there is a blank in my head, and there is only a repetition of it.

Either I’m crazy or I’m crazy.

He knows what he’s talking about.

I swallowed the water, but I couldn’t speak, because I suddenly remembered what I saw under the table.

The soft feet, softly under the table, the enviable bends.

So it wasn’t my fault that Fu envied her. Is there really something between them?

I’ve got a problem. I think it’s easy.

I’m thinking, suddenly, there’s an envious sound in the slope:

“Simit. I’m sorry.

He whispered my name, and he whispered.

The sound was as real as it was, and I went up on the back, and I got a chill.

The hand shakes, pushes the time away.

In front of the toilet, Fu was so jealous that he looked at us in a wheelchair, and his eyebrow got a little bit angry.

And when the eyes turned, We noticed that he was holding his finger on his arm, and he was holding it tight, and his back was cuddled.

He’s angry.

I’m in a hurry to explain, but just one step ahead, the wrist was stung.

He pulled me back when the timer was only a little hard.

This man is so bold.

Or, in the case of fear.

Despite my resistance, he leaned on my shoulder and smiled and envied to Fu. “You don’t enjoy the soft, why don’t we switch?” I’m sorry.

The more powerful Fu Fu time is, the more I want to break free, the more tight his hands are.

The shoulder almost made me wonder if the bones were crushed by him.

I stare at Fu and shake my head, “Fu Jee, I…”

He came before he finished.

Fu Jee’s still sitting in a wheelchair, parked in front of us.

He sits, the Times stands.

It’s a high-end gesture, but it’s not weak.

And he raised his head, and held his collar tight, two seconds after he had looked at him.

One push and the time is forced to bend.

At one point, the Fu’s boss seemed to be in some trouble.

“Four Times. I’m sorry.

He’s holding on to each other’s collars, and he’s holding on to his back, “I don’t have to send your fiancée to test me anymore. I’m a broken leg. I’m sorry.

“And…”

Fu was jealous of looking at him and stopped for two seconds and suddenly laughed.

He let go of his hand, and took pictures of his wrinkled collar while he was doing his duty.

Just for a second, it’s not too heavy.

“At the end of the day, all the unexplored tests will be finished. If I wanted to fight for this so-called heir, you wouldn’t be in this position. I’m sorry.

After that, Fu took away his eyes and took me away.

I’m relieved, I’m following up.

And as we moved to the corner, we suddenly got a low laughter of the Flying Times.

“I’m jealous. I’m sorry.

“I knew you were much more interesting than I thought. I’m sorry.

I think that these two brothers seem to have a different mind.

Fu Tsai was just warned by his brother to drag his collar, but not angry, it sounds like a little excitement?

What a family freak.

Of course, I have just been envied in a slightly vague position with Fu Fu, and at this moment I am a bit ill-hearted, and I have not spoken much, but I have followed you behind Fu.

He went straight out of the restaurant.

I’d like to help him push the wheelchair for a good time.

But…

As soon as he got behind him, the man suddenly ran the wheelchairs and accelerated.

I jumped empty.

For two seconds, I was groaning.

He’s pretty proud.

I had to stay behind Fu Jealous, and in front of the door, the driver picked him up, and I was about to follow him…

The doors are closed.

I can only see the inside through the window.

“I’m jealous. I’m sorry.

I consciously called him, but the driver got in.

Black Mirage passed in front of me.

No way.

I looked at the tail of the car and I couldn’t give me a chance to explain it.

So, maybe today we’ll take a taxi back.

Of course, this time I’ve learned my lesson, and I can’t make a fool out of two cars.

I stopped by the road for about five minutes.

The taxi didn’t stop him, but he stopped Fu.

Five minutes ago, the car came around and stopped in front of me.

The window came down and showed the dark side.

I’m not sure what to say.

About a dozen seconds past, and Fu envies to turn his head.

“No?”

“Go on, go on. I’m sorry.

The Golden Master passed the steps, and I went up.

However, after getting in the car, Fu envious remained cold and silent.

The car’s in a terrible atmosphere.

The driver in the front seat is even more afraid to breathe, fearing that he will be angry at what he did wrong.

Actually, I tried to fool him with my skin, but I looked him in the eye and didn’t dare.

In silence, the car was finally parked in the garage of Fu Jee-Yu’s villa.

I was relieved to wait for the driver to come, to open the door and get out of the car, and to help Fu get in the wheelchair.

When I was about to push the wheelchair…

The man accelerated his motor and left without a word.

That’s a headache.

“Marriage” is the first time I’ve ever been alone.

When I returned to the villa, Fu envied me to go back to my house, but he didn’t know where he was going.

I’m a little confused because I’m thinking about Fu’s envy.

After all, he’s a gold lord, and when he gets angry, it’s just me.

When I made up my mind, I went downstairs and turned around.

But I didn’t see anyone jealous.

Fu envied the peace and did not like other people to appear in his area of life, so the house was sanitaryly cleaned up at certain times.

At night, the big villa was empty and a little scary.

I took a turn and I went back in a hurry with my slippers.

Fu Jeun never came back.

I just got a message from my mom, and I’m so excited to be in a blanket, and there’s a string of tweets.

Trapped.

“And when he fell asleep, he was torn apart from the covers over his head,

I saw the face of the man in front of me with the squealing in my voice and the light of the moon outside the window.

It’s Fu Jealous.

His hands were tied to me, and his kiss with the breath of wine had fallen in haste.

On the eyebrow, on the eyebrow.

On my lips.

He gave me a hand, held me tight and kissed me hard.

And I looked at him in shock and couldn’t even react.

The kiss was strong and aggressive.

“Simit. I’m sorry.

He had my name in his vagueness, and the hand that had gripped me had changed to rubbing my face.

“I wanted to slow down with you, but why don’t you be good? I’m sorry.

Actually, I’d like to say that I’m a good boy, that his brother did something on purpose to make Fu jealous of our so-called obscurity.

But he couldn’t say the words, and he stopped them with his kisses.

Fu didn’t even give me the chance to explain.

He stood on the bed and looked at me.

And the moon shall shine, and the eyes shall shine.

“Simit. I’m sorry.

He seems to have regained some sense.

He asked me, “Do you know why I chose you for a vase? I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

In fact, I don’t know why this good thing is happening to me.

You don’t have to sell your body, you don’t have to sell your soul, you get married, you become a vase, you get millions.

I’m afraid there’s a lot of girls who can get their heads kicked out.

Why is it just me?

I couldn’t get a hold of myself. I couldn’t keep my hands on his chest, so I had to ask.

“Why?”

The eyes of Fu Jealous, sweep my eyes, fall on my lips.

The man covered his lower lip, and his throat was rolling.

It’s a bit of an instant.

And I turned my eyes on him, and his heart hurried, so that he waited until he was envious, and he responded.

I’ll tell you later. I’m sorry.

“…”

I had the nerve to say no, but I just moved, and my shoulder was loose and my sleeping skirt belt fell off.

Fu’s jealous look away.

The moment of sight is as hot as the substance.

I pushed him away and pulled the strap up.

“That…”

Because I’m nervous, I’m stammering.

“It’s getting late. I’m sorry.

You know what? Fu’s jealous and laughing, “This is an invitation? I’m sorry.

I shook my head in red and tried to open my mouth, but he took it.

“Simi, I drank. I’m sorry.

I’m swallowing, “So?”

He released one hand, loosed two shirt buttons, and dyed his eyelids.

“So it’s hard to control. I’m sorry.

That said, he was just smiling, not going any further.

About half a minute later, he turned over and lay on his back, and his legs were soft and he didn’t have much power, and his arms were working hard.

I’m a little upset.

So this leg is useless.

I used to wonder if it was some kind of pig-eating, tiger-eating trick.

Fu was so jealous that he lay down and he didn’t move.

And as soon as We thought he was going to sleep, the sound of his lowness came suddenly.

“Give you a chance to earn money. Want it? I’m sorry.

However, the low voice in the daytime is so mute.

“To do it. I’m sorry.

I looked at him on the bed and asked what chance it was.

He looked at me, “Accredited. I’m sorry.

Proof?

I don’t know what I’m talking about. It was a formal marriage.

What’s going on?

I hesitated to ask, “Is there a time limit? I’m sorry.

For a few seconds.

Three years. Ten million?

He doesn’t seem confident, either.

And I…

Hold his hand. I’m sorry.

In case he repents, I also set the alarm clock for the morning and was ready to go at the first time of the opening of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

But when I calmed down, I couldn’t stand the confusion and asked him why.

I’m jealous, my voice has recovered from the apathy of the past.

“Don’t ask about the Golden Lord. I’m sorry.

“…”

Me and Fu got married.

But…

That’s why I’m too careless and too confident of Mr. Fu’s economic power.

After receiving the red book, Fu envied me with a piece of paper.

I thought it was a check, but it was a debt.

It’s written in plain and black and says he’s envious of 10 million dollars and will pay off within three years.

I squeezed the pen and scolded in my heart.

This pretty lame dog man.

I can’t help but see that face, even though I’m so angry at this moment, I can’t stand to say ugly things.

I’ve been watching the missing for a long time, and I’ve kept it quiet, and then, while I’m enviing the gods in my car, I’ve taken a silent picture of the missing in my cell phone, and I’ve been trying to reach the Internet.

Is this debt note legally effective?

The lawyer didn’t answer, but the man next to him said something.

“Don’t search. I’ll give it to you in three years. I’m sorry.

“And so on. I’m sorry.

I can’t stop staring at my eyes, “I’ve got all the evidence. I’m sorry.

My eyes are bright.

That makes sense.

I took his cell phone off in a moment and asked him about his bank card code.

Fu envious tossed my wallet with four or five bank cards, and the man rubbed his hand in his eyebrow, and he said a little less.

“It’s all your birthdays, new. I’m sorry.

I took the bank card with all due respect. Master Fu’s account is worth millions, if not 10 million.

Now that I’ve obtained a certificate, and now that I’m jealous, I’m really married.

I don’t know.

Fu envied him not to be human.

Later, I couldn’t sit down and found an excuse for Fu to leave me in a nearby mall, sneaking to the bank for shopping.

Five bank cards, with a balance of less than a million.

I’m seriously wondering if Fu’s jealous is Mr. Fu’s bastard?

But even illegitimate children should not be so bad at the level of the family.

When I looked at the balance and cried, I got a phone call envious.

He said Mr. Fu is back to see me.

I had some soft legs in a moment.

Before I married Fu Jee, I’d never heard of Fu Jee-Fu, but…

I don’t think anyone’s ever heard of him.

He was a literaryist and a well-known writer, and later abandoned his business and his first business in the sea went off.

The larger the business in the back, the most famous entrepreneur in the city.

Mr. Fu is now an old man, but when he was young, he was the most famous in business.

I’ve read the old man’s story, and a few short minutes of interviews, even when he’s cold in his eyebrows.

I’ve been searching for Master Fu’s information in my head. I’ve been crying. I’m sorry.

On the other side of the street, Fu is envious but free to say, “You know what? I’m sorry.

I guess not.

The old man was kind. I’m sorry.

Good…

I can hear it.

However, the fear still lies ahead.

I bought a decent dress at the mall, and I just left the mall and saw Fu envious of the car parked by the road.

When I got in the car, I was a little nervous and asked him about his old man’s place not far from here.

Because I’ve heard before that the old man likes to live alone, and he rarely lives at the Fortune Estate where I went.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry.

Fu envious.

Listen to him. I thought it would take at least 20 minutes.

It’s been over three minutes since Fu’s voice dropped.

To be precise, I got in the car in front of the mall, then turned around and went straight into the neighborhood.

Although in a commercial circle, the area is large enough to allow the families to be separated from the outside world, and it is quiet within the district, much less in the environment.

I’ve done it online. It’s expensive.

I’m not ready yet.

I’m more nervous.

My fingers were stuck to my skirt and I kept breathing so I got out of the car.

I followed Fu’s enviment and pushed his wheelchair.

Although…

I don’t really need to push.

Into the gate, there was an empty yard, and only some flowers were planted.

Once again, the big living room remains empty.

I’m relieved. Maybe Master Fu isn’t home.

I was thinking that the kitchen was going in a sudden footsteps.

A few seconds later, an old man with a pot shovel appeared at the door and, although his hair was white, he was still scrawling and wearing a black apron on his waist.

This face, it resonates slowly with the man whose eyebrows were cold in the interview.

However, the rumour that King Zilong is laughing like a flood bell.

“Fou, Dad made you your favorite West Lake vinegar!” I’m sorry.

Says he came up with a gift and delivered the shovel to Fu’s envious mouth. I’m sorry.

He’s jealous of his eyes and pushes the shovels away.

At the same time, he held me in his arms and dragged me by the look of a fool.

“Your daughter-in-law, Simi.” I’m sorry.

My heart immediately mentions the voice.

“Fu…”

I staggered, and I got a “F” and I felt something.

Help.

Who could have thought that the rumored old man who could kill someone?

Those hastily prepared greetings did not even have the chance to say it.

Master Fu holds a pot shovel with one hand and the other holds my hand and smiles.

“Beautiful, beautiful.”

He loosed his hand and handed me two boxes on the tea table.

One of the boxes is particularly large.

If I fail, I will only be afraid.

It’s fucking heavy.

It’s a little heavy.

Mr. Fu said I’d sit down on the couch and then folded back into the kitchen and said I’d do something good.

After that, he went back to the kitchen laughing.

I’m a little out of my mind.

Master Fu.

The one with the tremors in the whole business is so… nice?

He’s jealous of me.

“I told you, he was kind. I’m sorry.

“And, in private, it’s my favorite dish. I’m sorry.

I can’t talk.

Because my attention was drawn to the box that the old man just gave me.

Open the–

Almost blinded my eyes.

All the luminous, full of gold bars.

I swallowed the saliva, and it was a very luxurious gift.

By the way, Fu envied me with a cup of tea, and the tone was bleak, “It’s appetizer, open that little box. I’m sorry.

I did as I was told, I opened another jewelry box.

It’s a bracelet.

As for the jade stone, I’m usually interested in a little bit.

Staring at the bracelet in front of me, my voice was dry.

Fu is right. Compared to it, the gold bars are an appetizer.

I looked in the eyes and I slipped the lid.

I’m glad I’m jealous of my money, but I’m scared to see Mr. Fu.

I hesitated, but I chose to go to the kitchen to help.

As expected, Master Fu didn’t kick me out.

On the contrary.

We’ve had a wonderful time together.

He doesn’t have much in private. He’s the chef, and I’m very good at it.

Besides, Mr. Fu is a good cook.

A few dishes are done and the house smells good.

The three of us, the old man, ended up making six dishes and soup, all of them regular.

Mr. Fu said he wanted us to sit down and eat, and he told me to relax.

After a couple of times, I was really relaxed.

Mr. Fu’s jealous love for Fu is beyond words. The rumor is that the old man who killed the veggies was so busy at the table that he was so envious of stinging the shrimp.

“Son, have you eaten more fish and taste your father’s work? I’m sorry.

“Fou, Dad met a very interesting thing abroad last month. Want to hear it? I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Fu envied him but ignored him.

He’s always the one who’s indifferent, so the old man fixes him up and he eats him, and he doesn’t say anything but a little nod.

I finally believed in what the old man said to the timer that day, when I saw the slave of his son across the street.

He said.

The place of this heir, if he wants to be, he won’t have the time.

I just thought that he was jealous, but now it’s true.

I was thinking that Master Fu had a telepathic way of talking about it.

He’s suffocating, worried, “Fou, when are you going to take over?” I’m sorry.

When he faced his son, he was helpless and intoxicated.

And Fu didn’t seem to like the subject, and he dropped his chopsticks and went to the toilet in his wheelchair.

I’m embarrassed to keep eating when I’m gone, I have to put down chopsticks, so I drank a cup of tea.

However.

The tea hasn’t been swallowed yet and the old man on the other side has changed his face.

And he looked at me with a cold eye, and the air in his eyes was like a blade, and he was squeezing.

And the old man was holding a cup of tea, and his finger was shrouded in a cup, and he opened his mouth slowly.

“Fou doesn’t know what you’re doing, but I do. I’m sorry.

I look at Mr. Fu.

And when I met Fu, I looked back at all the psychological activities and thought, “What can I do for money?”

And, Fu Jee-hye knew from the start.

I thought Uncle Fu’s next sentence was to ask me how much money he wanted to leave.

But…

I was wrong.

He looked at me with sharp eyes, and he asked, “What is your mother doing?” I’m sorry.

I’m holding.

“What does this have to do with my mother? I’m sorry.

Master Fu saw me.

I was staring at my eyes as if I were on my back, and I was in a cold sweat.

It’s been a long time since Mr. Fu finally took his eyes off, and he strutted and then he let go.

It’s just a groan.

“She really didn’t tell you anything. I’m sorry.

I’m a little out of my mind.

So what should my mom say to me?

I was too curious to ask, and I thought that Master Fu would not talk to me, but I didn’t think that he had spoken to me in three words about a big, dusty melon for years.

My mother was Mr. Fu’s ex-girlfriend.

He’s not very old, actually.

The old man is less than 70 years old and my mother is almost 20 years old, but he’s young and rich.

My mother loved him so much, despite her age.

Later, however, she was betrayed and found married.

Because of Master Fu’s betrayal, she is still single and unable to give birth.

So, when she left that year, she gave him a hard revenge.

She can’t have children. How did I get here?

I, she picked it up from the welfare home.

I’ve known this since I was a kid.

I was shocked by this chain of old giants, trying to speak, open and silent.

What should I say?

It’s like saying nothing right now.

When he was silent, Fu envied just happened to come back.

For some reason, his wheelchair was parked by my side, and I went a little bit deeper.

The heart is much calmer.

He looked at me, he said, “Why don’t you eat?” I’m sorry.

Before I could speak, he asked himself.

“It doesn’t fit?”

Says he looks up to Uncle Fu, “It’s time to practice. I’m sorry.

And I looked up and said, “The old man from the other side had changed his nice face and smiled and said, “Yes.”

Even when the old man called, he asked his assistant to buy him some cooking books, to be delivered in half an hour, and he started fresh school.

Fu envious, but not proud.

Dropping chopsticks, Fu envied and left with me.

Behind you, Master Fu was saying so much that he would go back to see him.

He said he was lonely.

But I’m jealous and I never look back.

Fu Jee took me to the hotpot.

He said he wanted to eat a hot pot last time.

In the steaming heat, I looked at him and resonated in my head with all the secrets that Master Fu had just told me.

I never thought my mom and that big-time businessman would know about the legends.

Out of sight, a hand appears in the sight.

It’s long, it’s clear.

Shaw is pretty.

They hand over a nice bowl of sauce, which I like.

Fu envious of me, tiny frown.

Something on your mind?

I nod and shake my head.

I can’t say anything that Uncle Fu told me.

Fu envious but guessed.

He took a sip of tea and whispered, “He told you. I’m sorry.

Be sure.

I’m out of my mind, and I’m envious and I’m calling a waiter and I’m changing tea into a drink.

He pours wine while he looks up at me, and his lips pick up a few points, like he’s laughing.

“The old man wasn’t honest enough. There must be something he didn’t tell you. I’m sorry.

Says he passed the glass to me.

“Do you want to hear it?”

I picked up a glass and nod in an honest place.

“Think. I’m sorry.

Fu envied this man for what he can and he told the truth.

And then we ate three plates of meatloaf and drank five bottles of beer, and heard him perfected old Master Fu and my mother’s hate.

It’s all about the same.

The old man had been so unkind that she played my mother so well that she could leave in time to pay for the break-up.

And my mom didn’t know he had a wife until then.

My mother was sexually stubborn, refused to perform surgery and wanted to leave a child in the womb.

But.

Mr. Fu, how can she be held hostage in the future?

So he made an accident.

My mother had an accident and lost her child.

But accidents are hard to control, my mother is badly injured, the uterus is removed, and she has lost her fertility for the rest of her life.

And.

The old man just told me about his mother, but he didn’t say a word about how she got back at him.

He didn’t say anything. His son spoke for him.

My mom’s a bitch.

Since that time, she has been depressed for a long time and has shed tears all day long and has even sought death several times.

And when she was saved from suicide, she seemed to be reborn, and she was not depressed, but rather –

She went to see Uncle Fu again.

She’s been crying so much that she can’t stand it.

My mother would have been a woman of all kinds, otherwise she wouldn’t have kept the old man in all the flowers for so long.

Around him are many people, and the city is thick, and it has fallen into tenderness.

But.

When the two were close, my mother took the pre-prepared scissors from somewhere and did him.

So, the half-life Mr. Fu can’t go on.

Fortunately, his wife also gave him a child.

Finally left one behind.

Unfortunately, the child was treated with pride, and at the age of 17, he had been playing around in the countryside, had accidentally lost his foot and died, and had been crying several times.

And then the old man adopted the Fashion of Time, and at the same time began to make the world look for the Jealous.

He was young and left behind a bastard son.

Then Fu Jee was found and returned to Fu’s house.

But he is jealous of his illegitimate son, and he is not allowed to tell the world that he is his new adopted son.

When man was old, the luxuries of the days were gone, and old Master Fu was still alive, and he was a queen.

The old man’s got the baby back, the baby’s got it. He’s got a smile on his face.

Including when he offered to marry me.

I knew my identity by the means of Master Fu, but I couldn’t beat my baby son.

The wedding didn’t take place because…

I’m jealous.

After the story, my heart was still pounding.

It’s so exciting.

I drank a large sip of cold beer, cooled down my throat, and I just wanted to say a word about my mom.

I’ve done the rumored merciless businessman.

That’s why I just mentioned my mother at the table.

I’d be more excited.

Eat and drink, and I’ll be paid. Take me home.

I put a wheelchair behind him and I wanted to ask him something, and I ended up talking.

All the way to silence.

Go home, go upstairs.

We went back to the bedroom together.

I took him to bed, and I sat on the other side, and after half the silence, I couldn’t bear to ask my questions.

“So you knew who I was from the beginning? I’m sorry.

He’s jealous of me, a black pupil.

He nodded his head, “Yes. I’m sorry.

“You married me on purpose? I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

I bit my lower lip and whispered, “To avenge your father?” I’m sorry.

It’s not hard to see that Fu is jealous of Fu.

Even now, the old man treats him like a baby.

Unexpectedly, Fussy shakes his head.

“Not really. I’m sorry.

He looked me in the eye and said, “I lied to you about the marriage, but not to be angry with him. I’m sorry.

“What’s that?”

I don’t understand, but there’s no other reason why Fu would wish to marry me.

Despite the fact that his legs are disabled, the number of girls who have volunteered to post them on his face and identity is by no means small.

He waved, and there were so many more girls than me.

So why me?

Fu’s jealous of me.

He gave me an answer, but he didn’t.

He said…

“For wanting to marry you, but fearing to scare you, we’re looking for an excuse for a consensual marriage. I’m sorry.

I’m surprised by this answer. It’s been too long.

“Isn’t it the first time we met on the day of the wedding? I’m sorry.

Fu was staring at me, squeezing my eyelids, crying.

“So, you really never recognized me? I’m sorry.

I’m fogged.

What should I recognize him for?

He’s the second son of Fu, and I’m the child of a normal family.

If it had not been for this marriage deal, we would have been two worlds, clouds and mud, how would we have come into contact?

“Come here. I’m sorry.

When he was not able to move, I sat next to him.

Fu’s hands were raised and softly fell over my head and rubbed.

“Simi, I told you I was a bastard when Fu was young. I’m sorry.

“Do you know where I grew up? I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

He was like, “In a welfare home. I’m sorry.

“Gang Welfare.” I’m sorry.

My body is stiff and my eyes are so close to my envious eyebrow that I try so hard to match the face before me with someone deep in my memory.

It seems a little like…

I can’t believe it.

I seem to guess his identity.

I pointed at him, I pointed at myself, I tried to open my mouth, and my voice was silent.

Fry fell on my hairy hand, softly.

He’s talking.

And the voice was a little stingy, “Looks like you remember me. I’m sorry.

And my tears fell out of nowhere.

Of course.

His name was not Fu Jealous, his name was Zhou.

Zhou is his mother’s last name and is made of Fu Zheng.

Nor did I call Him, when I was born, and I was abandoned without a family name, and the Lord gave me a name.

I was a wild boy from childhood, but he had a mother who abandoned him.

He was picked up in the welfare home that year, exactly six years old.

The little boy in memory had a pretty face, but he was so thin and pale that he grew up next to his own mother before he was dumped.

Then he was weak, sensitive, thin and weak.

It’s like when the wind blows, it blows.

So, as a new member of the welfare home, he was bullied by a group of children, and finally I couldn’t see, saving him from a group of boys.

I was the king of children when I was little, but I fought with the grandchildren to save him.

It was only after a thousand times that the sons of the bears were afraid of me and abandoned their envy.

Then Fu envied and became my little follower.

Even if I go to the bathroom, this guy’s gonna sit outside the door.

When he sleeps, his bed is next to me, and he must hold my hand secretly so that he can sleep.

He’s an extremely insecure child.

At least he was then.

With my heart, my fellow Banfu envied a weak lamb that evolved into a wolf.

He grew a little taller and a little bit of meat, and that young face was much better.

And.

He had no idea when he had turned from that timid and fragile boy into a tough fight in a welfare home.

Anyone who dares to say a bad word to me will run his way with his little fists and always try to eat people’s faces.

For a long time…

None of us in the welfare home dared or listened.

I’m a little lonely and I’m jealous and I’m happy.

It seems to him that it is enough to be with me every day.

But it’s not going to last.

For some time, I found that Fu Jealous seemed to be a different person, who began to be distraught, vulnerable and even to reject my touch.

I was angry at first, but then I realized…

It’s the Dean.

That man had paedophiles before a gentle and good middle-aged woman.

And faded away from the whiteness of her eyebrows and envied, and naturally became her new target.

That night, Fu was envious of running away from the welfare home, and when we left, we couldn’t even say a word.

Later.

I’ve never seen Fu Jealous again.

Then I thought about him all the time.

I’ve always thought that Fu’s envious is gone, and how can he survive when he’s a poor man, the 6-year-old boy who escaped from a welfare home?

I’ve always wondered if there were boys in these welfare homes who looked like Zhou.

Pale, fragile, extremely insecure.

But sometimes I get depressed again.

It’s probably not as good-looking as he is anymore, but it’s amazing even if his eyebrows are not open.

Astonished, after many years, I was old enough to remember the boy in my memory and always remember the eyes of a deer.

So, when I’m a grown-up, I love money.

And all the money I earned was donated to welfare.

Of course, it was not donated to that institution, where the dean later killed one of the boys in the welfare home one time and then was investigated successively and condemned to prison.

These are after I left the welfare home.

From my memories, I leaned on my bed and listened quietly to Father’s envy to tell me the story after he left.

He stated that he was living on the street after he escaped from the welfare home.

But I can’t go too far.

He’s afraid he’ll never see me again.

He used to sneak back to see me.

In front of the yard, in the night.

But he did not dare to meet me, lest I should be implicated and afraid.

When he saw me, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Until later, I was adopted.

The man who adopted me is my mother right now.

After I was adopted, Fu was envious to follow me and watched in secret for a while, but my mother was good to me and she poured all her thoughts and feelings into me.

I’m happy.

She never fell in love and raised me alone.

Fu envied it to leave.

And I, when I left the welfare home, was seven years old, was taken home by my mother and grew up in love.

My mom is a very lively woman.

She loathed it, and she loved it and she was vain, but she still wanted to spend three dollars on me to buy bread when she had only five dollars on herself, one dollar on water, and then one left for the poor beggar by the roadside.

She’s beautiful, and she loves to wear the red red that is hard to handle.

Her whole life, it’s like a hot red rose.

Red-ass.

Now that I know she married me to Fu Jee, there may be something else, but I still don’t hate her.

Really.

Without her, there wouldn’t be today.

The night was still quiet, the sound of which he envied, and he continued to tell his story, but the latter was taken by him in a few words.

He didn’t want to count those embarrassing and painful, and I didn’t want to ask.

He said.

Later, when he wandered around, his mother found him.

He’s been crying for a long time, and he thought his mother was coming to pick him up.

But.

She took him to buy new clothes and took him to eat good food.

Then she took him and went to Fu’s house to ask for a name.

She says she’s famous, but she’s so clear in her heart that she knows it’s impossible and she just wants money with her envy.

Only, she overestimates the place in Fu’s heart and underestimates his heart.

Fu knows who’s at his mercy, as he was ordered to create my mother’s accident, and after he took away Fu’s envy, he spent a lot of money to make her an accident.

It was Fu who saved her.

As a result, he was crippled and disabled for life.

But he still failed to get her back.

He didn’t even get to feel the lost mother’s love, and then he didn’t have a mother.

He hates Mom, even more.

At least his own flesh and blood, Fu Zheng sent him to a private hospital, where he was carefully treated, and he made a large sum of money into his account, enough to give him a life-long figure.

But even if he’s rich, he can’t cure his jealous legs.

Fu envied that he had left, and with that capital, the man in the wheelchair had forced himself out of the marketplace.

In bringing up these past things, I envied my eyes and my eyes and my eyes and my eyes, and I was like that little wolf boy.

After a few seconds, Fu was in the mood to get back to me.

He said.

In previous years, the precious son of Fu Zhisheng and his late wife had died unexpectedly, and he cried and found himself dead and remembered, after grief, that he had an illegitimate son who had been displaced.

So, after all the relationships, Fu Zhi Sung found him.

Pity.

And he is envious that he should not be able to identify his father, nor that he should inform others of their relationship.

Fu Xian once and for all, knowing that he was jealous of him, he made good and made amends.

However, many years of displacement, years of indifference, were known to know that he was with his mother or had hired someone to make the accident.

Say something.

Fu Chi didn’t care about his jealous life.

I didn’t want to kill him, but Fu would not be sad if he had died together in an accident.

I don’t know.

Later on, when Master Fu wanted to envious Fu’s wife, my mother volunteered to look for her.

She smiled and told him about a wedding.

Target me.

Fu envied even when he agreed.

My mother asked for $10 million for the bride price.

And then, ten minutes before the wedding, the so-called “exchange of feelings” was our first official meeting in years.

After learning everything, we look back in our hearts.

I suddenly realized that I was envious of those “sweet” things.

Like what.

At the Fu’s dinner, I said some delicious pastry, and he actually packed it for me when he left.

And I went down naked and eavesdropped, and he did not blame me, but dragged me to his lap, lest my foot should cool.

When Fu was trying to “smuggle” with me, he looked at me like he wanted to kill.

I don’t know.

It turns out it’s not a fake.

That night, Fu Jealous took another drink.

We drank a lot, we talked a lot.

Later, we all drank too much.

It’s always easy for two people who fall asleep, drunk, open up to each other.

Like what.

He kissed my lips.

And for example, I’m shaking my eyes and I’m responding.

I don’t know.

Rumors are false.

Fu Jealousy is not bad, but there are rumors that Fu Jealousy’s leg disease is faked.

Unfortunately, this rumor is also false.

Fu Jealousy does have a bad leg.

But.

When he was warm, he whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry, my legs are still healing.” I’m sorry.

He said he wouldn’t have married me if he hadn’t made sure his legs were cured.

I want to shake my head and say it’s okay. I can take it.

But.

He blocked his lips, and he said nothing.

Tonight’s moon is so gentle and so is Fu Jee.

The old days were revealed, and Fu and I became real couples from so-called consensual marriages.

It’s a wedding. It’s a license.

Today even the husband and wife are real.

It’s a fake couple.

After that night, it was as though he had changed, and he was still indifferent in front of the outsider, but when it was just the two of us, he became a little follower.

A few days later, it happened to be Uncle Fu’s birthday.

This party is not the same as the last one.

Two days before the party, the old man called Fu and asked if he wanted to come.

And this way, Fu’s jealously listening and looking at me.

He agreed to it when he saw me nod.

And on the day of the birthday, Fu envied me to join us.

The feast is reserved for a hotel under the banner of the Fuhrer, in a large dining room, which can accommodate almost 1,000 people.

When Fu’s jealous figure appeared at the entrance to the banquet hall, Master Fu met him.

However.

Just halfway through, he was driven away by his envious eyes, stopped and laughed and never came back.

There is no doubt about what people see, nor do they think much.

After all…

In the eyes of the world, the envy is nothing but an untouched adopted child.

Fu Wing has come back.

She smiled and envied to say hello, but she didn’t like it.

What a strange woman.

He’s jealous, but he’s got to carry a shelf, and he’s got to laugh at him.

Seems like she’s not the pathetic little love.

Fou Wing’s sarcasm, he didn’t even look at it until…

She pointed at me.

Fou Wan laughed at my dress today, and the yin-yang turn said I wasn’t in.

I didn’t take it too seriously, but the temperature around me dropped sharply.

Turn around and look.

Sure.

The jealous face is cold.

In front of a lot of guests, he went straight for me, looked at Fu Wan, and envied me,

“It’s all right, there’s no difference in the flow of each person’s definition, and in her concept, it’s probably the entry criterion if the neck is short. I’m sorry.

The other side.

Fou Wan touched his neck and was so angry and ashamed that he cried.

She didn’t have the guts to be a demon, but Fu Tsai came in time to support Fu Wan on a covert basis because of the overall situation.

It’s not just the old man’s birthday, he’s got a face and a big brother’s name on his face.

And he’s halfway there, jealous and impatient.

“That’s it?”

Says, Fu’s jealous of my hand and takes me straight to the middle of the banquet hall.

In the middle of the banquet hall, Mr. Fu, who had been surrounded by stars like the moon, kept his eyes on his son.

It’s a shame to think.

Fu Zhi was very aggressive when he was young, and so were the outsiders, and so were those around him.

But even if he were colder and colder in his youth, when he reached the age of man, his heart became softer, and when he was young, he had all the power and money he wanted to enjoy, and now he wants to see it all, and he wants the simplest happiness, and he wants his children to be on his knees.

What a shame.

His wife died, he was disabled, and the eldest son died in an accident.

And the only bloodline who was disabled because he hated himself for refusing to recognize his father.

This should be far more difficult for him today than the punishment for leaving him bankrupt.

However.

Who’s going to deserve it?

Fu Jealousy’s habit of taking me to a quiet place.

I looked at the warmth not far away and suddenly it tasted.

And he dragged him to his cuffs and asked him if he had ever liked warmth.

I’m jealous.

He turned around and looked at me, “Who told you that?” I’m sorry.

“No one said, I guessed. I’m sorry.

So I described the last dinner, and I’ve seen Fu’s view of Wein.

Fu’s laughing.

“None. I’m sorry.

He took a sip of his glass, “She’s like a sister to me who doesn’t have blood. When she was out there, she helped me a lot, and later she was because I knew Fu timer. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, Fu envied, “The last time I looked at her like she was with Fu, she was sore. I’ve always felt guilty, and Fu never meant to her, but I pushed her into the fire. I’m sorry.

“But…”

I paused, and the little numerator envied the warmness of his eyes when he looked at the temperament.

Fu envied me.

And the palms fell on me, and he whispered, and said, “How can you say that you can’t be too much of a part of it?” I’m sorry.

“is to see himself bestowed on himself by virtue of being dragged into the pit of fire by his sister, and to be humbled and regretd by his time. I’m sorry.

I’m relieved, but I can understand the envy.

It’s about the hourly experience. Fu-hyeon is actually a hot man.

The man who helped him, he kept it in mind.

Of course, it did the same to him.

But I was wondering, “You just have to tell me who you really are and warn Fu that he’s better for the temperament. I’m sorry.

Forgivably shakes his head.

“The matter of affection is not something that can be suppressed by force, but by a mutual pleasure. I’m sorry.

“Just thinking that she was wrong, but it was her choice, and I wouldn’t interfere. I’m sorry.

I listen carefully and nod.

Fu Jealous is so sober.

And when I was silent, my envy suddenly dragged me to my cuffs.

When I looked down, he grabbed my wrist.

A little hard.

I was forced to bend.

He looked at me with his face on his face, and his eyes were hot, and his throat was rolling, and he kissed me on the lips.

Touch the heat.

Then he loosed his hand, and I rose up, and I didn’t even know why he kissed me.

“Remember. I’m sorry.

He’s soft, but he’s smiling.

“I’ve just seen the look in your eyes, so it’s warm. I’m sorry.

“Look at others, none of them. I’m sorry.

I had a red face, but I didn’t think he cared.

When the atmosphere was strong on our side, Mr. Fu took advantage of his birthday party to announce a matter in public.

He’s his own son.

A few seconds of silence in the dining room, the pot exploded in an instant.

The only son in the city died by accident and only three adopted children were left behind.

And the handicapped are the least favoured.

Everyone is certain that Fu time is his heir.

But today, he is the son of Mr. Fu, who is not well in his heart.

Those who did not volunteer to make contact with Fu time during these years, after several parties in which two adopted children had been present together, were often deliberately envied in order to please their time.

Didn’t expect everyone to be in the wrong place.

It was supposed to be a high and high birthday party.

She’s dressed up.

In a red dress, the color of the dress is so red.

The waves are long, the red lips of fire.

The red is so great that it doesn’t make any sense to her.

Almost 50-year-olds, years and years have left marks on her face, but with a few more emotions.

She came to me and looked at me in front of my jealous hand and smiled even more.

She didn’t talk to me. She went straight to Fu Chi.

Two viewers.

And I thought that he would be angry, but he didn’t.

He just looked at her and said, “Here he comes. I’m sorry.

Seems like she’s coming in his expectation.

This merchant-gang party ended in a hurry when my mother arrived.

Master Fu went upstairs with her.

No one knows what they were talking about.

I’m jealous and I don’t know.

Until the next day, I got a call from the police and my mom was in jail.

She turned herself in.

According to her, she killed someone…

He killed Fu Zhisheng’s own son.

The 18-year-old Mr. Fu.

At the time, 17-year-olds were living like stars and moons.

Fu Xuan lost his fertility, and naturally loved this “single” son, almost as much as he wanted, and it was almost luxury to eat.

And this dude, when he was 17 years old, ran to the country behind his back.

He met a little girl at night in the country.

When he was strong, he knocked him out with a rock.

But the little girl’s mother came and pushed her.

And I, the little girl.

I was knocked out that night and woke up back in town.

My mom’s cool. Tell me she’s on time to get rid of the bastard.

For my part, this is the end of it.

But I don’t know, actually she killed someone that night, even less that she’d be the son of that cheesy businessman.

It’s bad luck.

He tricked her, left her desperate for love, lost her child, removed her uterus and prevented her from giving birth for life.

And she just dumped him and killed his son.

I’m afraid there’s only one word for “damance.”

I rushed to the police station to see her.

But they were told by the police

My mom, she doesn’t want to see me.

I tried so many times, I had to go home.

I asked Father to get me the best lawyer, but my mother didn’t wait that day.

She lost her life in a detention facility even before being sentenced.

Not suicide.

The prison is strictly regulated. She has no chance of suicide. She’s…

Death from cancer.

And I didn’t know until then that she was a late lung cancer.

Late, there is hardly any stage of treatment.

It was not long before I learned of her secret, even before I had been able to ask her a question, that I was crushed by this chain of events.

If it wasn’t for Fu Jealous, it might be hard for me to come out.

I’m jealous of being your son-in-law.

At the funeral, I watched my mom’s black and white photo.

It’s a colorless picture, but looking at that face, it’s always an unwitting connection to the red dress.

Her presence, it seems, is colourful.

And the living man became white and white.

After the funeral, I went home.

I wanted to go to my mom’s bedroom, but by accident I found the letter she left me.

Turns out everything was in her plan.

Before she died, she wanted to see me married to the right person.

And he who knew Us for a few years, and did not see, but thought of me for many years without interruption.

He whose legs are ill, but who is strong and able to protect me.

Before she died, she went to see Fu Zhi and finally to see the man who made her love her whole life and hated her forever.

In her letter, she said that she had wanted to live a life full of glory.

But she met Fu Zhi Sung.

When we met, she was 20 years old.

And he’s gone too far and mature, and he can trap her in the palm of his hand.

Then they became mired for a lifetime.

In the letter, my mom told me about the country.

She said.

By the time she arrived, my clothes had been taken off by the other party for almost half, and if she came any later, I was afraid I would be innocent.

She went up in anger and argued with others and threw him into the river.

She couldn’t swim, and when she was struggling in the river, my mother was going to go down and save him, but with the moon, she saw the face of the other.

That son of a bitch who wanted to lighten her daughter was Fu Zhisheng’s son.

It’s a narrow path.

That night.

My mother stood by the river for a long time, had troubles, hesitated, but she was not in the water.

Let the ecstasy boy descend into the bottom of the river.

I don’t know.

The second half of the letter she told me.

She married me because she investigated and knew that she was in the welfare home with me and had a good relationship.

I also know that Fu envies all these years of watching and watching.

She gave me to him.

As for using me for revenge, she never thought about it.

My mother was like a man, she was free, and she had a few pages of paper, and I could even read her tone in between words.

In her letter, she wrote that she had no need to use me to retaliate, since she and Fu knew for the rest of her life that she could not even tell who owed more.

She just wants me to be happy.

Even the one who makes me happy is Fu Zhisheng’s son.

She doesn’t care.

She said that it was a matter of the past and that it was none of their business, not of me and Fu.

The last one, mostly empty, just one sentence.

And that’s the one thing that keeps me in a state of tension.

Her words were so dazzling that she could see everything.

She wrote…

I can’t have a child in my life, thank you for being my child.

I’m on paper and tears are dropping.

It’s me who should say thank you.

I was abandoned when I was born, and thanks to her, I was raised knowing I had no blood.

Before I was born, I chose my mother in heaven.

Picked the wrong guy, left innocent.

She took me home after seven years to make up for my mistake.

And with the letter, there’s a bank card, the password is my birthday.

It’s her savings over the years and the “bride price” she envied.

She kept it for me.

It’s a coincidence.

My mother died on the first seven days.

He died in his sleep, and he was gone when his nanny found him.

In the face of this news, Fu is very silent.

He hung up the phone in silence and went to see the old man in silence.

Finally, the funeral took place in silence.

Mr. Fu had been prepared to leave a will with his lawyer a long time ago, and he left all of his property to his father.

But Fu Fu and Fu Wan did not receive a penny except for the reputation of Mr. Fu’s adopted son.

This is certainly in line with the way in which Fu Zhi was doing his life.

The merchants have a heavy interest in separation.

It’s not just a little dichotomy.

He was extremely self-serving, always selfish, and even if he died, his family would never be left with half a share to raise his children.

Not even a symbolic part.

So, at the funeral, neither Fu timer nor Fu Wan appeared.

Finish the funeral and send the guests away.

The jealous wheelchair was parked in front of the tombstone, and he looked at the black and white picture.

And I’m standing there, and I don’t know what to say except to be silent.

Good time.

There’s a wind blowing over.

Fu’s envious and suddenly he starts to laugh and laughs and laughs, and says, “Why do you want to please me? I’m sorry.

“For trying to make up for you?”

Frozen head.

“To make up for his own fault.” He never loved my own son, even though he later approached me carefully and tried to make it up to me, for his own sake. I’m sorry.

“He has power in his life, and his only regret is that his children have lost their fertility and his beloved son died by accident. He was supposed to die alone, but, fortunately, he found some comfort in me, so he tried so hard to make it up to me, just to make it up to him and make his old age look less pathetic. I’m sorry.

He’s jealous of his lips and his face is sarcastic.

But the eyes were slightly red.

“He loved only himself. I’m sorry.

“However, he’s still so pathetic. I’m sorry.

“There was no one near him who was sincere to him in his life, and his wife was loyal to him, but his apathy and zeal ended in depression. Your mother loved him, but he killed him all her life. If one day he was born broke, no one would be willing to stay and see him more, and he would only leave his family. I’m sorry.

“How pathetic.” I’m sorry.

But on that day, Fu envious shed a tear in front of Fu Zhisheng’s tombstone.

He said.

The tear, it’s a delivery.

And he cut off all the terrible past.

That is the truth, and that is the truth.

What we have left is a new future.

Our next plan is to be treated with envy.

The treatment went well, but there was an accident on the way.

Two more bars in my bathroom.

Mine.

I’m pregnant.

The sudden arrival of the children, which disrupted our plans, was also more promising.

Seems.

Those bitter pasts, all have a new beginning.

Like new life in my belly.

And since then, Fu’s favorite thing is to take a dictionary name.

Thanks to him, every night I dream about names.

Then I got upset, and I held on to my father, and I said, “Don’t think about it, I’ve got a name. I’m sorry.

“What’s your name?” I’m sorry.

I drink warm water, and I say, “How about a boy named Fu Gui and a girl named Fu Fu Fu? I’m sorry.

I’m sure of myself, “The flower of the world has many meanings.” I’m sorry.

And he envies the silence, and suddenly he drags me into his arms, and the warm words fall upon his ears, and it tickles.

“Why don’t we have a three-born, one-born, one-born, one-born, one-born, one-born, and the last one called Fuco’s enemy? I’m sorry.

I was in his arms laughing, with my hands around his waist.

“How about a four-child? Call her cousin. I’m sorry.

The ear is the jealous low laughter.

“Good. I’m sorry.

“If he has a daughter, call him Fu Xin.” I’m sorry.

Moonlight.

His voice is softer than the moon.

“Begetting a daughter like that little girl in the welfare home named Guan Xin, in a white dress, with bright, moon-toothed eyes. I’m sorry.

“Okay?”

“Well, if you have a boy, like a little boy in a welfare home in the old days, you’re a good-looking boy, and you fight like a little wolf. I’m sorry.

I raised my head in his arms, and I saw the moon outside the window.

Many years have passed since Fu and I were young, but the night sky is still the moon of the year.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.