Crippled Master's Young Wife

Fu Yuntine looked at the figure standing outside the door, and his dark eyes flashed with a sharp light.    

Ji Linhan?    

She still dared to appear in front of his door?    

The aura around Fu Yuntine was incomparably cold. The figure in the darkness was like an emissary from hell, causing people to feel fear.    

Ji Linhan's heart was pounding. It was unknown whether it was because she was excited or because she was nervous.    

It was not easy to wait until the two of them divorced. She could not wait to see him.    

"Yuntine, you are back."    

Ji Linhan smiled at Fu Yuntine. Her long dress swayed in the night wind, making her look especially charming.    

Fu Yuntine cast a cold glance at her. His sharp eyes were like countless swords and swords, killing people without being noticed.    

Ji Linhan unconsciously shrank her body. The smile on her face stiffened.    

"Yuntine, I personally made some soup for you. Go in and have some later."    

A man's mood was definitely not good, so now was the time for her to be attentive.    

Ji Linhan forced herself to calm down and shook the food box in her hand.    

Fu Yuntine did not say anything and only opened the villa's door and walked in.    

Ji Linhan was secretly delighted in her heart and followed him in.    

Late at night, a man and a woman, a man who was in a terrible mood. If she could let him drink some wine and then something else happened, that would be great.    

Ji Linhan secretly calculated in her heart. She walked to the dining hall and opened the utensils and poured a bowl of soup for Fu Yuntine.    

Carrying the bowl, she walked behind Fu Yuntine and said softly, "Yuntine, let's drink a bowl of soup first."    

Fu Yuntine stood at the window and looked at the night sky outside. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit the cigarette without saying a word. He ignored Ji Linhan's goodwill.    

Ji Linhan's hands were raised a little sour. One hand held the bowl of soup and the other hand pulled his sleeve. "Yuntine..."    

"Don't touch me."    

Fu Yuntine coldly scolded her and mercilessly shook Ji Linhan's hand away.    

Ji Linhan cried out in alarm. The soup in her hand splashed out and bits of it splashed onto her body.    

She hurriedly put the bowl to the side and took out a tissue to wipe her clothes.    

"Yuntine, I know that you and Lingling are in a bad mood after getting divorced, but people always have to walk forward. Let me accompany you through this hurdle, okay?"    

Hearing this, Fu Yuntine's deep eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule.    

It was night time. Someone was dreaming again.    

"Ji Linhan, do you think that without Xia Ling, I will fall in love with you? Let me tell you, if not for you lying to me, you would be my saviour. I would not even look at you."    

Such a scheming woman, he wished he could strangle her to death.    

Ji Linhan's expression changed when she heard Fu Yuntine's ruthless mockery.    

She did not bother to wipe her dirty dress and slowly approached him. "Yuntine, even if I am not your saviour, we have been together for so many years. Don't tell me you really don't like me at all?"    

She did not believe that he did not like her.    

He doted on her so much. How could he not have any feelings for her?    

"Ji Linhan, you are still dreaming? How could I, Fu Yuntine, fall in love with a scheming woman like you?"    

Fu Yuntine extinguished the cigarette on his fingertip and turned to look at the woman in front of him. He felt that the woman in front of him had a disgusting face.    

"No, Yuntine, I love you. You love me too, right? Are you angry that I lied to you? I'm sorry, I won't lie to you anymore. I will stay by your side obediently and accompany you. We'll be just like before, okay?"    

Ji Linhan hugged Fu Yuntine's waist and lightly sniffed the breath that made her heart palpitate. Her face was full of infatuation.