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After a few attempts, Fu Zhao knew that he was no different from the disabled. He finally calmed down and stared at Fu Nuan without turning his eyes.

Blame yourself?

Who brought him to this point? Isn't it his good daughter!

The reluctance and resentment in his eyes were not covered up.

Fu Nuan sneered at himself: "yes, how can people like you admit their mistakes? If you can repent at this time, you will not be Fu Zhao. "

At first, Fu Zhao still had some reaction to her words, but now he has completely ignored her and lies quietly on the hospital bed, deaf.

Fu Shi is gone, he can't take care of himself now, all these are thanks to her.

Isn't it that she has nothing to do with his life and death?

What else is she doing today? I just want to see his jokes.

"Fu Zhao, you and Lin Rong Fu sirou are really a kind of people. They are incurable and incurable! You never think you're wrong. Even if you're doomed, you're going to blame someone else. "

Fu Zhao's eyes flashed a different color, Lin Rong Fu sirou?

Joke! How can he and they be the same kind of people?

"I'm here today, not for anything else, but for mom."

Hear Fu Nuan mention Tang Wanhua, Fu Zhao heart cold hiss.

A person who has died for many years, what else does she do?

Or is it that she came here today, in addition to watching his jokes, she also wanted to set up a teacher to make a crime, and to give her mother a fair hand and let him repent?

How could it be!

Fu Zhao wanted to turn his head and turn a blind eye, but his neck couldn't move. Finally, he could only close his eyes. When the woman in front of him did not exist.

"You didn't expect that, mom left a diary Do you know what she wrote in it

Smell speech, Fu Zhao heart a stagnation.

Diary?

Fu Nuan doesn't care about his reaction. Whether he repents is not the purpose of her coming today.

"Whether you want to hear it or not, I'll tell you exactly what mom didn't say."

Said, she opened the diary in her hand, although the contents of it had been read several times, she could read it again, and her heart was still in pain.

She opened her mouth slowly and began with the first word in a narrative tone --

"today, I met a very special man in my father's company. He was gentle and gentle. At that time, there were only two of us in the elevator. I peered at him secretly, but He doesn't seem to know me, just treat me as an ordinary employee. After inquiring, I found out his name. He was the manager of the planning department. His name was Fu Zhao When can I meet him again? "

Fu Zhao opened his eyes slowly, adding some doubts to his eyes.

That was, first time?

He thought that their first meeting was at Tang's annual meeting.

At that banquet, chairman Tang's daughter came back from her studies abroad, and many famous families rushed to see her.

"At the dinner party of the annual meeting, I saw him again. My heart beat so fast that I didn't understand what happened to me..."

Read here, Fu warm eyes acid.

When I was in love with my mother, I had a good time.

Fu Nuan took a deep breath and read on --

"for the first time, I took the initiative to talk to the opposite sex and introduced him to my father. But my father doesn't seem happy, but it doesn't matter. I'll let him change his attitude in the future

At the end of the article, Fu Nuan covers the dim in his eyes.

She always thought these days that if her mother could listen to her grandfather, maybe the tragedy would not happen later.

She would rather that there is no Fu Nuan in the world, just want her mother to be safe and happy all her life.

"I'm very happy that he proposed a relationship. But my father told me that I should be with brother Yuanshan, but in my heart, brother Yuanshan has always been just a brother, and Fu Zhao is the one I like in my life

"Although I have to hide from my father when I'm with him, the place where I'm dating is not luxurious, but every day, I'm very happy..."

Fu Zhao's face appeared a trace of moving, eyes also have a few points of unknown emotions.

"It's my choice to marry him. Although my father doesn't approve of it, I believe he won't let me down. We're going to be happy, right? "

Fu Nuan sobs, closes his diary and stares at Fu Zhao. His eyes are red.

Perhaps the purpose of this man approaching his mother from the beginning was impure, and the mother loved him too much and was blinded by love.

She felt worthless for her mother, and her good years were given to a person who would do anything to achieve her goal, and even lost her life for it.

At first, Fu Zhao's eyes still dare to face Fu Nuan directly. But after listening to the content of the diary, his heart seems to be firmly grasped by something.

The words and the heart.

But How?

How could he think he was wrong because of this?Fu Zhao closed his eyes heavily.

She came here just to make him feel bad and make him repent.

"Why don't you listen? This is the love my mother has given her all her life. How do you repay her? Now, I just want to ask her Have you ever been sincere to her, even for a second? "

There was no sound in the ward.

Fu Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

Really, have you?

Probably there was It's just that for too long, he's forgotten.

At first, he was really interested in Tang Wanhua, but later Gradually it changed.

Interests, power, and a life full of money make him want more, no longer satisfied with the status quo, trying to hold everything in his own hands.

And that woman, his wife, became his best springboard, but also the biggest obstacle.

So He killed her without knowing it.

“……”

Fu Zhao tried to talk, but he didn't have the chance.

At that banquet, he didn't know Tang Wanhua's identity. He saw the woman who was like a fairy on earth walking towards him. It was the first moment of her heart.

Fu Nuan looked at the manic and restless people in the hospital bed coldly and said with a laugh: "forget it, it's not important. Anyway, these She couldn't hear it. "

"From now on, I will not come again. It has nothing to do with me whether you are alive or dead. My father has gone with my mother. He is not you

Fu Nuan put his mother's diary on the cabinet beside the hospital bed, turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Fu Zhao's eyes turned slightly to the left, staring at the diary. He was struggling on the hospital bed and wanted to reach for it.

Clearly close, but how can't touch, his hand, no sense

Fu Nuan walks out of the ward, and her depression disappears in an instant when she sees her husband waiting for her.

She wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes and gave Professor Rong a relieved smile.

"Let's go home."

From then on, she had only one home.

The place with tolerance is Fu Nuan's home.