985. Chapter 985 Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly【89】

If Wu Yuqing becomes Feng Churui's wife, she will definitely be an IKEA Yishao.

And what about her?

She hasn't finished college yet, let alone work. Even in basic communication, she is far inferior to the versatile Wu Yuqing.

The only thing she can do now is to learn to cook so that when he gets home from get off work, he can eat hot dishes and rice cooked by her own hands.

Wu Xuewei sat in the restaurant for a long time. The food on the table was already cold, but Feng Churui didn't move much at all about his dinner.

She is not ignorant, she understands that he feels sorry for her, but she feels that she must do something for him to feel at ease, and then hypnotizes herself, look, Feng Churui also needs you, and he can't live without you. .

Feng Churui was dealing with official matters in the study, and was delayed for three days. Many official documents were backlogged, and he had to work overtime to give instructions.

When he realized that it was very late, he had finished instructing a stack of documents as high as a mountain. After rubbing his dry eyes, he left the study and went to the bedroom as usual.

There was no figure of Wu Xuewei in the bedroom, so he went to the living room again. Seeing that the lights in the dining room were still on, he frowned and strode in.

Wu Xuewei was lying on the dining table, her eyes open and she didn't know what she was thinking. The food on the table was still in its original place. She just lay there, motionless and seldom blinked.

Feng Churui pulled her up and said in a slightly stunned voice, "Wu Xuewei!"

Wu Xuewei rubbed her dry eyes and said in a low voice: "Arrived!"

"Explain to me what's going on with your behavior of staying here all the time!"

"Are you mean to me?" Wu Xuewei raised her eyes and her eyes quickly turned red. She was already feeling aggrieved and hated herself for not living up to expectations. But now that she heard his tone of voice became more serious, her fragile defenses were about to break.

Feng Churui didn't want to say any more. He was already too fierce and could he take it back?

He led her and strode back to the bedroom. He was tall and long-legged, and his steps were long. Wu Xuewei could only keep up with her at a trot. She was holding her breath and refused to ask him to slow down.

Feng Churui was so angry that he had no time to care about her feelings, so he half-dragged her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed, "Sleep."

After saying these two words, he turned around and went out, turning off the light as well.

The room was dark. Wu Xuewei opened her eyes in the darkness and looked in the direction of the bedroom door. After a while, she quickly got up, turned on the light and rushed out.

Catching up with him in the corridor, hugging him tightly from behind.

Feng Churui was hugged by her like a little rocket launcher. His tall body staggered for two steps before he stabilized. Looking down at her tightly intertwined hands, he had a headache and felt helpless, "What are you doing?"

"Don't be angry, why don't I listen to you?" Wu Xuewei lay on his generous back, her voice was dull and depressed.

Feng Churui said nothing.

Wu Xuewei became even more nervous, hugging his arms tighter and tighter, "Uncle Feng, uncle Feng, please don't be angry, okay? I was wrong... Can't I just listen to you in the future? You loved me the most before, I know it’s the same now, right Uncle Feng?”

Feng Churui's voice was a little deep: "Change your name."

Wu Xuewei chuckled, then walked around him and looked at him with a smile: "Feng Churui? Ah Rui?"

"As you please." Feng Churui chuckled and pinched her delicate chin.

Then he saw her lying in his arms like a tree, and then said: "I want to go back to the guest room to take a shower. Why, do you want to come together?"