He walked out and saw Zhao Qian curled up and still lying there crying. [ ]

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the sleeping past in his memory.

He was still a child, and he woke up countless times in his sleep, as if he saw his mother crying in the night.

Although times have changed, women's fate has always been marriage.

Marriage is like gambling. Once a woman marrys the wrong man, she is like being trapped in hell.

No matter how noble or lowly a woman is, if she meets a bad man, her fate will become miserable.

He felt that some strange kindness deep in his heart was gently moved.

He walked up to her, covered his head, and looked directly at the poor woman with deep eyes.

Zhao Qian shivered: "What else do you want to do?"

She stared at his hand in horror, worried that his fist would fall on her again.

Binuo reached out and stroked her hair, his fingers so soft.

But for a second, he seemed to have changed.

It has become as tender as before again.

He whispered: "I was drunk just now and was soaked in cold water. I felt much more awake. Zhao Qian, I'm sorry, I hurt you, can you forgive me? I really have nothing to do with that woman. I'm upset at work, so I'm irritable, sorry."

Zhao Qian twisted her body and didn't want to look at his eyes. She was getting more and more unable to understand this man.

She just felt fear.

His fingers slid on her porcelain-like skin, causing a cold tremor.

She regretted the marriage a little, maybe she was a moth trying to fight the fire.

However, she couldn't help but look up at the person.

He is so outstanding, handsome, wise, and controls everything.

Perhaps such a man has flaws in his personality, and he is not something that a woman can control. His childhood miserable causes him to suffer fatal damage.

But who made me fall in love with him again?

Is this your own destiny?
Chapter completed!