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Can't Let You Go

Can't Let You Go

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Introduction
She just knew that he hated her so much when she married him, who had a crush on her at the age of twenty-two. After the first night, he left a sentence beside her pillow, "I just won't give you a child. Even if you want to die, I won't give it to you!" She smiled bitterly and swallowed the medicine with her eyes closed. The coldness of the marriage almost made her desperate. After the last love affair, she was pregnant and waited for him at home for three months. But what she waited for was that he and another woman appeared in her arms. He took his fiancee far away to America, but she couldn't get up with her bleeding body in front of her father's coffin. He was like a god high up in the sky, starting a bright life in the United States. She struggled at the bottom of her life, not daring to speak loudly or look up at people. All kinds of eyes made her lose all the elegance she had before... When she had suffered all kinds of hardships in her life and finally forgotten the pain and no longer loved him, and was ready to marry another man, he suddenly returned to the country and found her. He looked at her with a sneer and tore her white wedding dress with his own hands... There was a child beside her who was born with someone else, but he held her hand tightly and was unwilling to let go. She said, "I don't love you anymore. I just want to wait for my husband to come back." But he said that I was the only one who could give you happiness. She looked at him silently: "But I'm already married, and I never thought of getting divorced again..." He was so jealous that he wanted to go mad. Even though he knew that she hated him to the core, he still wanted to imprison her by his side and not let go. "Fu Jingming, it doesn't matter whether you hate me or blame me. As long as you give birth to this child, it will belong to me, Meng Shaoting!"
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Chapitre

The sun cast a circle of light yellow lotus leaves on the dark green curtains.

On the wide windowsill, there was a soft Egypt blanket. A young woman was leaning against it, holding a book in her hand. She was reading it with relish. Her long hair was like smooth silk, pouring down along her beautiful shoulders. The sun shone through, and the half porcelain-white face could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Fu Jing suddenly raised her head. The sun was shining on her almost transparent skin, and even the tiny fluff and faint blood vessels could be seen clearly.

"Come in." She frowned slightly, as if her leisure and anger had been interrupted.

"Young Madam, Young Master just called and said..."

Aunt Qin glanced at her and saw that her eyes were still fixed on the book in front of her. She couldn't help but be a little confused. "She said that there was something important in the company today, so she couldn't go back with you."

"Oh." Jing Jing made an almost inaudible sound from her mouth and immersed herself in the book again.

Aunt Qin looked at her in a daze. "Oh, what does that mean?"

"Young Madam, Madam is very angry. She said that she wanted to call Young Master in person and ask him to come back..."

"No need." Jing Zhi raised her head again. Her large cotton-padded nightdress covered her delicate skeleton and frail body. She smiled slowly and said, "I will tell Mom that I will go back by myself today."

"Young Madam, that's not good. It's against the rules!"

"Didn't Shaoting say that the company is very busy? Then don't disturb him. It's just that it's not a big deal to settle down. Besides, the rules are also set by people. He's just dead."

Jing Zhi smiled again and closed the book. "Aunt Qin, I'll get changed right away. Go and get the car ready for me."

"Ah." Aunt Qin saw that she was fine and did not seem to be angry at all. She heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, closed the door, and went out.

She stood up slowly, walked to the wardrobe, and opened it. Her fingers gently slid over the row of clothes as if she was plucking the strings of the zither. Over and over again, her eyes gradually became dull.

He had been married for three days. On his wedding night, he had been gone for a minute and had not come back until now. Although her mother-in-law comforted her that he was too busy and could not leave for a while, how could she not understand?

He simply disliked her and hated her.

However, this was also good. They respected each other as if they were as cold as ice. There was nothing wrong with it. What she wanted was just the peace of the half room, the peace of the wind and rain, and the peace of a cup of tea and a good book. Everything else did not matter to her.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling and calmed down. He picked out a bright yellow foreign suit and changed it. He applied some make-up to cover his dark circles. He chose a milky white bag and went downstairs.

Her mother-in-law looked a little uneasy. On the contrary, she smiled and comforted her with a few words. The colorful gifts were well prepared. The servants were busy packing up in the car. They didn't look at it anymore. They just said goodbye to their mother-in-law and got in the car and went to the Fu family.

Although she forced herself to calm down along the way, there was still a thin layer of sweat in her palm. The Fu family's management was not easy to get along with. This time, when she went back alone, there would be a series of sarcastic remarks. Although she knew it in her heart, she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous.