Fu Tingyuan laughed. His tone was very low and almost strange. He looked at Yan Bing and said in a soft voice, "do you feel a hundred times more painful than me? You don't know how I got her or what I did to her. I didn't know I was here with her You tell me now, she's my sister? Third uncle, this joke is not funny. " His eyes slowly darkened. "If you make up such a lie because you hate her, don't say goodbye, and we don't need to be polite anymore."

He turned and left.

"Court yuan!" Yanbing drank him again, his voice with tearing pain, "how can I make fun of this kind of thing! If there is a little possibility that it is not, I can not find you. I am your elder, how can I hope you are not happy? " He slowly took a breath, the torture for days let his body rapidly decline down, the middle-aged man younger than his peers, now faintly showing his old state. Yan Bing's eyes some red, he looked at Fu Tingyuan's back, low way, "this is wrong, you stop."

"Wrong?" Fu Tingyuan slowly turned around, his thin lips gently pursed, looked at Yan Bing and chuckled again, his eyes showed boundless evil, "what evidence do you have to say that this is wrong? Why is it wrong to say that I am with her? " What is wrong with his hard won happiness?

He did a lot of wrong things and tried to make up for them. Everything is better. He will be a father soon Then he told him that they were all wrong. His revenge was wrong. Their children were also wrong. Even the happiness he could reach was wrong

If this is all wrong, what is true?

He couldn't take it.

He had never met such a ridiculous fact in his life. He worked hard to make her stay with him.

He tried his best to be with her.

He knew that hate would fade with time, and sooner or later she would fall in love with him again, and he would be with her until that day came.

However, it is no longer possible.

All his plans were complete, pan, collapse and collapse under Yan Bing's three words.

……

For the first time, Yan Bing saw his nephew in such a state of disrespect. He looked like a wild animal on the verge of extinction. The whole person showed his anger and gloom when he was forced to the extreme.

He even felt that Fu Tingyuan would rush to tear him up.

That terrible ferocity and killing intention made the elegant and beautiful man feel oppressive and suffocating in the air.

Yan Bing all over the body cold hair are erect, a face slightly pale, low called him a: "court yuan."

Fu Tingyuan stood in place for a long time. When Yanbing thought he would not speak again, he slowly raised his head and looked at him. He said softly, "but uncle, I love her."

Yan Bing's lips trembled for a while, and then pressed hard. He raised his hand to block his eyes and held back the moisture in his eyes.

Love.

What a heavy word.

He has loved LAN Jiayu all his life, and is still unable to get away.

He understood the weight of the word better than anyone else.

"It's wrong." His eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears. "Tingyuan, this is wrong."

Fu Tingyuan stood there and looked at him for a while, then pulled the corner of his lip towards him, withdrew his sight, and turned away without expression.