Was he going to marry Qiao Sang or Han Ling?

Mu Tongrui stood up and walked into the room dejectedly.

At the other end, Sweetheart furrowed her brows and asked, “Daddy, who is your wife? Do I know her?”

Fu Lingye eyes followed Mu Tongrui into the bedroom. He indifferently replied, “Mm, you know her. You'll see her in a few days.”

Fu Lingye continued to talk to Sweetheart for a while and told her to behave herself. After hanging up, he walked into the bedroom.

He saw Mu Tongrui standing by the window in the bedroom looking a little upset.

Fu Lingye walked over and hugged her from behind. “What's wrong?”

He still dared to ask!

Mu Tongrui glared at him, her eyes a little red, “Since there's still a place in your heart you've reserved for Qiao Sang, why do you still come bother me? Fu Lingye, I don't want to play your games anymore...”

The man looked at her thoughtfully. After staring for a long time, he finally asked, “Over these past ten years, I have been thinking about Qiao Sang; I have missed her. Also, about the bothering, it seems like you bothered me first?”

“...”

she was ashamed by his words.

bothered you first, I can't afford to do it anymore

marry Qiao Sang

up and

to leave. Fu Lingye frowned and grabbed her arm. “What

run away

dare to leave,

“...”

fists and pounded them on his chest and shoulder. She choked out, “Fu Lingye... you only keep bullying me

behind her waist. He pressed against her by the window and kissed her deeply and forcefully. The man used a little force and bit down on the tip

Why did you

just now, say

surface, but his heart was pounding

was dazed; she was also in a bad mood, so she couldn't

substitute! If you like Qiao Sang, do whatever you want to look for

hadn't finished talking when she was interrupted by Fu Lingye. “Not

not this sentence, he was

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