Chapter 177 She Is Not the only Woman in the World
But Xuxu was tired. No matter how gentle he was, he couldn't warm up her cold heart.
This time, Xuxu cried for a long time, so long that her throat was hoarse.
She had never cried like this before, even when he appeared in front of her holding Fang Jiayin's hand, she was so hurt, so painful, and so desperate, but she didn't cry like this.
Just like she said, he could not like her, but he couldn't trample on her love like this.
She pushed Yan Rusheng away, wiped her tears with her hands, and said in a choked voice: "I'm leaving. I'm sorry I fell asleep during the meeting today."
Even when she apologized, her attitude was not humble.
For so many years, she had only been humble in front of him once, and she gave everything.
After saying that, she raised her foot to the door and walked past Yan Rusheng.
"Wen Xuxu, I'm still single, how can you get married?" Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Xuxu's wrist.
Before he finished speaking, he had already picked her up horizontally.
He held her and walked towards the sofa with big strides.
"Yan Rusheng, what are you doing? Let me go, let me go." Xuxu cried and struggled, punching Yan Rusheng randomly.
Walking to the sofa, Yan Rusheng threw her on the sofa, and the next second his tall body pressed down, pressing her restless body.
Xuxu cursed him, "Yan Rusheng, you bastard... um..."
Yan Rusheng held her face with both hands and sealed her mouth. When his lips fell, he was very domineering and rude, and a fishy and salty taste filled the mouths of both of them.
I don't know whose lips were broken.
Her body was so soft, so soft that he wanted to rub it into his body and let her belong to her from now on.
Xuxu's hands were on his back, pulling his shirt and tearing it, and she could only make a "woohoo" sound of resistance.
Looking at the man who was pressing on her like a beast, her tears broke through the defense line again.
'Pah'
A slap fell heavily on Yan Rusheng's face, and she put all her strength into this slap.
Contains all her love and hatred for him over the years.
The crisp slap and the burning pain made Yan Rusheng, who was about to lose his mind, sober up all of a sudden.
He suddenly raised his head, panic in his black pupils, and looked at the little woman under him, her tearful eyes sparkling.
The lights suddenly came on.
Wen Xuxu had already cried into a tearful person, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was blood on the corners of her lips.
She looked at him, her eyes were so cold and desperate.
Yan Rusheng's heart twitched fiercely, and he was stunned for a moment. He quickly wiped her tears with his hands, "Wen Xuxu..."
He wanted to ask Wen Xuxu if you can't marry Jiang Zhuoheng, but Xuxu didn't give him a chance to continue.
"Fang Jiayin is not the only woman in the world who is a woman. For women you don't love, you should also show the minimum respect." Her voice was like her eyes, without any warmth, only a little hoarse.
As she said that, she pushed him away and climbed up. Yan Rusheng also got up and sat next to her, with his arms on his legs, lowering his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Xuxu looked at him from the side, "You are willing to stay single for Fang Jiayin, but I... don't want to wait for her with you anymore."
After saying that, she stood up and left.
"Wen Xuxu, most cancer patients are diagnosed in the late stage."
The sound of Yan Rusheng muttering came from behind, Xuxu paused for a moment, but did not stop, and left resolutely.