"You" Fu Ling seemed to have had the last bit of strength drained from his body. He was still struggling: "She, Xiao Mo, she is Yurou's child, and she is the only bond that Yurou has left in this world. You .Are you really willing to do this to her?"
"Aren't you afraid that Yurou will not live a stable life under Jiuquan?" Fu Ling tried to play the family card. He could say that he didn't want anything else without even frowning, but Xiao Mo was someone he wanted to protect at all costs.
Where Fu Ling couldn't see him, Fu Ruoyu's hands curled up slightly, but on the surface he still nodded lightly and said, "What does this have to do with me?"
Fu Ling continued: "I know, you hate that I didn't treat you well and that I tortured you in those days, but you and I both know that Yurou has done nothing wrong, and Xiao Mo has done nothing wrong. I did nothing wrong, I believe you will know how good Yurou is to you without me having to say more."
"That's enough, don't mention that woman in front of me." Fu Ruoyu's expression was a little out of control, and he looked a little paranoid and crazy: "Do you know? In this life, in this life, the woman I hate the most is Xiao Yurou." The most annoying thing That’s it.
Yes, what Fu Ling said was right. No matter how much Fu Ling humiliated her, no matter how much he humiliated her in his childhood when he saw no hope, there was once a glimmer of light that shone through in his own childhood when he saw no hope. , shining right on the tip of my heart.
Whenever I feel cold, I always feel warm all over when I think of that light, but what's the use of that
The most beautiful glory in my life was given by Xiao Yurou, but the most painful thing did not happen indirectly because of Xiao Yurou.
"Ruoyu." Fu Ling's face was very pale. He did not expect that Fu Ruoyu would become like this.
"Don't pretend to be so pitiful, Fu Ling, please stop being self-satisfied and thinking that you will be a merciful holy father, okay?"
"Isn't it all because of you that I'm like this now?" Fu Ruoyu smiled, and there seemed to be light reflected from tears in his eyes.
She was a young man with the same innocent heart as Xiao Mo, but no one taught her what love was, and no one gave her a hug when she was at her coldest.
Maybe it once existed, but it died that winter long ago
"I'm sorry." It took a long time for Fu Ling to utter these words dryly. Now he felt that he was very ridiculous. His clear logic and sharp eloquence in the market seemed particularly blank in front of Fu Ruoyu. He spent a long time. , and just uttered these three words.
"I'm sorry?" Fu Ruoyu couldn't believe his ears. He had been tortured for so many years, so he just said sorry and then persuaded himself to let go
There is nothing so cheap in this world.
Fu Ruoyu said ruthlessly: "If I'm sorry is useful, then why do you need the police?"
When Fu Ling heard Fu Ruoyu's words, his heart gradually sank, and he gave up all his hopes: "Fu Ruoyu, I know you won't let us go no matter what you say now, but can you, before I die, At least you want me to be a sensible person, just think of it, just for the sake of the old man." Fu Ling said thoughtfully, he wanted to know this.
(End of chapter)