"Lingling, open the door and see if Aunt Li is back?"

Lanmei has a hunch that Fu Yunting must be here now.

But she can only pretend not to know, lest her daughter blame her.

"Yes."

Xia Ling nodded and came to the door. When she saw a large bunch of flowers from the cat\'s eye, her heart jumped again.

It can\'t be Aunt Li.

So

Xia Ling controlled her heartbeat and asked, "who\'s outside?"

The people outside were silent. For a long time, a familiar man\'s voice came, "Lingling, it\'s me."

It\'s him.

It\'s really Fu Yunting.

How did he know she was back?

Can you stop appearing in front of her?

Xia Ling bit her lips and pressed down her bitterness. "Fu Yunting, you\'re not welcome here. Go back."

"Lingling, who\'s here?"

Lanmei, who has been inquiring about the news, saw that Xia Ling didn\'t open the door for a long time. She knew it clearly and hurried out of the bedroom.

"Mom, no one."

Xia Ling shook her head at LAN Mei and took her inside.

"Ah? But I heard a doorbell, didn\'t Aunt Li?"

LAN Mei pretends to be surprised, breaks away Xia Ling\'s hand and probes into the cat\'s eye. When she sees Fu Yunting holding a bunch of red roses in her hand, she can\'t help smiling.

When she opened the door, LAN Mei said with a smile, "what a beautiful rose, Yunting, it\'s you."

"Mom."

Fu Yunting called Lanmei and glanced at Xia Ling. There was an inseparable tenderness in his eyebrows.

Xia Ling saw that Lanmei opened the door, bit her lip and quickly stepped into the bedroom. She slammed the door shut.

"Yunting, mom can only help you here. It\'s up to you next."

Lanmei smiled at Fu Yunting. Fu Yunting nodded and handed her the flowers, "thank you, mom."

Yes, it\'s up to him next.

Fu Yunting took a deep breath and went to the bedroom door. He screwed the door lock, but found that the door had been locked.

Some helpless, Fu Yunting knocked on the door, "Lingling, open the door, let\'s talk."

"Fu Yunting, you go."

"I won\'t go, Lingling. Open the door."

Fu Yunting stood at the door, his tall figure showing firmness.

"Fu Yunting, what do you want? We\'re divorced. Can you stop bothering me again?"

Xia Ling\'s voice with a crying voice came from the room. Fu Yunting only felt that his heart was tied together.

"Lingling, open the door. If you don\'t open the door again, I\'ll smash the door."

She was wronged.

He just wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her.

"Fu Yunting, you are shameless."

"Well, as I\'ve always said, I don\'t have to be ashamed in front of my wife."

Fu Yunting opened his mouth softly and patiently.

After a while, the bedroom door finally opened.

Xia Ling stared at the tall and straight figure in front of her, and her apricot eyes were red.

With a sigh in his heart, Fu Yunting entered the bedroom door and put his hand around the man in his arms.

Sniffing her hair, "wife, I\'m sorry to have wronged you."

He\'s too useless to protect her.

He blamed himself deeply.

"Don\'t call me wife, Fu Yunting. Let me say it several times. We\'re divorced."

Xia Ling struggled and cried with red eyes.

"No, what\'s that piece of paper? In my heart, whether there is that piece of paper or not, you are my Fu Yunting\'s wife and won\'t change all your life."

Fu Yunting hugged her tightly, and his tone was full of firmness.

Smelling the speech, Xia Ling\'s struggle was smaller, but her tears flowed more fiercely.

Why do you say such sensational words?

Does he know that her heart hurts.

She can\'t be with him because she is timid and cowardly.

She is afraid that her relatives will be hurt again!