Shuidu on the south bank, in front of Fu Yunting\'s villa.

Fu Yunting looked at the figure standing outside the door, and sharp lights flashed in his black eyes.

Ji Linhan?

How dare she show up at his door?

Fu Yunting\'s breath was extremely cold, and his figure in the dark was like an envoy from hell, which was frightening.

Ji Linhan\'s heart is pounding. I don\'t know whether it\'s because of excitement or anxiety.

It was not easy until they divorced. She couldn\'t wait to see him.

"Yunting, you\'re back."

Ji Linhan smiled at Fu Yunting. Her slim dress swayed in the night wind and looked particularly charming.

Fu Yunting glanced at her coldly. His sharp eyes were like countless swords and shadows, killing people invisibly.

Ji Linhan shrunk unconsciously, and the smile on her face was slightly stiff.

"Yunting, I made some soup myself. Come here and have a drink later."

A man must be in a bad mood, so now is the time for her to be courteous.

Ji Linhan barely calmed down and shook the food box in her hand.

Fu Yunting had no words, but opened the door of the villa and went in.

Ji Linhan was secretly happy and followed him in.

Late at night, lonely men and women, frustrated men in a terrible mood, it would be better if she could let him drink some wine and then something happened.

Ji Linhan thought to herself. She went to the restaurant, opened the tableware and filled Fu Yunting with a bowl of soup.

Carrying a bowl, she walked behind Fu Yunting. She said softly, "Yunting, have a bowl of soup first."

Fu Yunting stood at the window, looked at the night outside, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit the cigarette without saying a word, and ignored Ji Linhan\'s kindness.

Ji Linhan\'s hand was a little sour. One hand was holding the soup bowl, and the other hand pulled his sleeve, "Yunting..."

"Don\'t touch me."

Fu Yunting scolded coldly and mercilessly shook off Ji Linhan\'s hand.

Ji Linhan screamed, and the soup in her hand spilled out and splashed on her.

She quickly put the bowl aside and took out a paper towel to wipe her clothes.

"Yunting, I know you are in a bad mood after your divorce with Lingling, but people always have to move forward. Let me walk through this barrier with you, okay?"

Hearing this, Fu Yunting\'s deep eyes flashed a trace of ridicule.

When night came, someone was dreaming again.

"Ji Linhan, do you think I\'ll fall in love with you without Xia Ling? Tell you, if you hadn\'t lied to me, you were my Savior, I wouldn\'t have looked at you more."

He wanted to strangle such a sinister woman.

Hearing Fu Yunting\'s ruthless ridicule, Ji Linhan\'s face changed.

She didn\'t care to wipe her dirty dress and slowly approached him, "Yunting, even if I\'m not your lifesaver, we\'ve been together for so many years. Haven\'t you really liked me at all?"

She doesn\'t believe he doesn\'t like her.

He dotes on her so much, how can he have no feelings for her?

"Ji Linhan, are you still dreaming? How can Fu Yunting like you, a woman with ulterior motives and a heart like snakes and scorpions?"

Fu Yunting extinguished the cigarette at the tip of his finger and turned to look at the woman in front of him. He only felt that the woman in front of him was disgusting.

"No, Yunting, I love you, and you love me too, don\'t you? You\'re just angry that I lied to you? Sorry, I won\'t lie to you again in the future. I\'ll stay by your side with you obediently. Shall we just be the same as before?"

Ji Linhan put her arms around Fu Yunting\'s waist, sniffed the breath that made her palpitation, and looked obsessed.