But if, after all, anything happened, then everything she had done had no meaning.
Men who have been touched by other women are like a pile of rubbish to her, and it’s good enough that she hasn’t kicked them away ……
The only reason she is still standing here asking him such a humble question is because of a few children ……
Looking at the smile on her face, Fu Nanchuan’s heart suddenly choked.
He thought of several years ago, when he went to his mother to escape from the chase and then ran into Catherine.
At that time, Catherine was only 17 or 18 years old, the most innocent, romantic and voluptuous time for a young girl ……
He had spent years walking in the depths of sin, surrounded by lowly Sl*ts who had been played with several times, and Catherine was clean.
Such a clean young girl seduced him, he simply couldn’t help it, and then ……
He and Catherine had had male and female love long ago ……
But at this moment, he did not dare to admit it in front of Ye Yunla.
He saw the building that was about to topple under her eyes, as if it would collapse in an instant as soon as he admitted it.
“Nothing has happened ……” Fu Nanchuan said with difficulty, “It was she who kept pestering me to seduce me, and the lipstick mark last time should have been left on my collar by her on purpose …… Don’t worry, I won’t meet with her again.”
Ye Yunla just looked at him in silence.
It was strange that she didn’t feel the slightest bit of grief when her husband cheated on her.
She only wanted to laugh at the fact that this man had changed his mind so quickly.
He had just gotten married, and he had gotten involved with Catherine.
Just had an affair with Catherine and now he couldn’t wait to push his lover away.
She realised that she didn’t understand this man at all.
Just the thought of having such a secondary personality living in this body made her feel incredulous.
How could such a perfect Fu Beijue have such a despicable second personality?
Ye Yunla withdrew her mind and asked in a light voice, “How did Fu Chuan die?”
Fu Nanchuan looked at her squarely, “Do you wish him dead very much?”
“It’s not that I want him to die, it’s that you and Catherine said that Fu Chuan is dead.” Ye Yunla said word for word, “He once kidnapped me, I just want to know if this man has been punished as he should be.”
“What do you think is the punishment he should have suffered?” Fu Nanchuan asked, staring at her.
Ye Yunla looked him squarely in the eye: “At least he should have been sentenced to jail.”
Hostility rose to the bottom of Fu Nanchuan’s eyes.
In this very moment, he snapped to attention.
He would always be a hyena, searching for a pitiful resting place in the wilderness, looking for the only bit of light.
He saw Ye Yunla’s retention, saw Little Yinyin’s dependence, and he came close to thinking that such retention and dependence was his light.
He was Fu Chuan, Fu Nan Chuan, a hyena who could never walk in the light.
This home, it was Fu Beijiu’s.
It was his to steal from.
He had almost sunk to it, after all.
“I have things to do, I’ll leave first.”
Fu Nanchuan took a few steps before he realised he still had a marshmallow in his hand, he walked over to the bin and threw it in roughly.