President's fake girlfriend

Chapter 482

Yes, mu Jifei has been depressed for so long. He has been depressed for too long. Today is just a volcanic eruption.

Almost everyone flashed far away at the first time when they could get away, and there were only two people left in the room, he and Le Yutong.

Fu Yuncong, ah Xiong and others can flash as fast as they can, otherwise

Hehe, smashing things is better than smashing them!

Anyway, Mu is always willing to smash his wife mu.

She hid behind the sofa until the sound of falling things was completely quiet. She looked at him with a dull expression.

Next, should he hit her?

She put her hand on the back of the sofa and held it tightly, as if she could hold the constant fear in her heart.

She didn't know what he wanted to do, and didn't think of a sound to break the silence. She stood there motionless, and even wanted to squat down several times, hide behind the sofa and disappear into his vision.

His slender figure showed a chill. He stepped on the ruins and didn't look at her in the whole process. It seemed that he had forgotten the existence of her in the house.

He sat down on the sofa and felt the cigarette and lighter from his body. The blue flame went out leisurely after three or four seconds. The cigarette butts had been lit, and the blue and white smoke curled away, as if to wrap him up.

What is he going to do?

Is the temper over, or is it brewing a new round of temper?

Le Yutong stood behind the sofa on his side. When the cigarette in his hand burned nearly one-third, she didn't see him explode again. She decided to take the opportunity to go out to avoid the limelight.

So she took a deep breath, tightened her nerves, tiptoed and walked directly towards the door.

Every step, the heart is uneasy, like a hungry wolf chasing.

But she didn't dare to walk or run. Her intuition would stimulate the man who seemed to calm down.

However, before she could walk to the door on tiptoe, the voice of the man behind her had sounded: "did I let you go?"

Le Yutong's footsteps didn't stop, and he continued to listen to his indifferent voice: "you take another step to try."

Nima, this is a threat?!

Keep going or not?

As soon as Le Yutong was nervous, he finally stood still, but he just looked out of the door and didn't look back or speak.

Mu Jifei sat there smoking quietly, and she stood in the mess without moving, as if she were deadlocked in this way.

Mu Jifei didn't break the silence until a cigarette was finished and the cigarette end was pressed out in the ashtray.

"Le Yutong."

His voice is hoarse and dark.

She still didn't look back, but just smiled, which was particularly clear in the silence——

"Mu Jifei, I think you really should go to see a psychologist, or I think you can't enjoy the peace in the world after more than ten years of humiliation."

"You hate me?" He looked at her steadily.

"There's nothing to hate when you say hate. It seems that you can't deny it so simply." She said indifferently.

After all, because of this cycle of revenge, her relatives died, leaving only her mother.

"So you take revenge on me?" He asked.

Le Yutong felt that there was no point in continuing this dialogue. In addition, it could only lead to a new round of war.

She was neither hot nor cold. "I said it was just to accompany my mother on a trip to relax, but I suddenly made these things. I really can't communicate with you."

It was quiet again for a long time, and she heard his footsteps.

Because there was too much mess on the ground, the soles of his shoes rubbed and made a broken sound, and then there was no temperature sound: "you don't have to go anywhere, just stay at home for me."

Travel is not allowed?

Le Yutong was so angry that he couldn't say. He turned to look at him and smiled: "anyway, you smashed a lot of things. Now you smashed me too."

She walked towards him, stopped about a meter away, and looked up at a indifferent and angry face: "what reason do you have to restrict my freedom?"

"Because you took off my child." He said indifferently.

"Mu Jifei, can you say something?" Le Yutong finally couldn't hold back and asked angrily, "without evidence, why do you say I took off your child?"

If you really want to add sin, you don't have to.

"You said you took measures." He looked down at her with no waves on his face and said indifferently, "go upstairs and let someone clean up here."

Le Yutong walked directly in front of him, his eyes were more indifferent than him, but his face was a funny expression. He gently asked, "Mr. mu, I have given birth to two children. Is there a problem with taking measures?"

Mu Jifei reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him with her face raised, and sneered coldly: "you forget, I said you would have ten children for me. How dare you take measures and take away my children."

"You..." Le Yutong was really annoyed by his bullying, "why? Can't I even make my own decisions about having children? "

He didn't respond to this. He just said lightly, "go upstairs and have a rest."

"What do you mean?" She asked angrily.

Did this trip fail?

The man lifted his eyes and looked at her, still saying, "because you took off my child."

He raised his hand and stroked her cheek. The bottom of his eyes was not as clear as before, like in a trance. Even his voice was hoarse and fuzzy: "the doctor said don't let your mother be stimulated in any way... So don't stimulate me."

Le Yutong looked at him like this. He was shocked. It seemed that "she took off the child" really hurt him.

So she thought that the man's self-esteem was probably making trouble again.

She frowned, thought, made a compromise, lowered her voice and explained to him patiently, "Mu Jifei, I repeat that I'm really not pregnant. Everything is just your imagination. If you doubt that I took the child, you can go to the hospital to check the records... I don't know who you heard... "

Rumors really kill people.

However, he still looked at her indifferently: "it's difficult to erase so many records?"

Anyway, I think she did something.

Le Yutong looked at him and saw that he couldn't talk to him. A few seconds later, the man walked directly from his side and went upstairs.

He didn't follow. She shut herself directly into the room, locked the door and leaned against the door panel.

Physical and mental fatigue.

Her body slid slowly down the door panel. Finally, she sat on the thick carpet, bent her legs, held her knees in her hands, and buried her face in it.

Sitting like this, she felt really tired. She was happy to travel, but she was banned here for such absurd reasons.