The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 248 Not second-hand (2)

Sitting in the front seat, Fu Xin could clearly see the wanton tears on Du Liangchen's face from the rearview mirror. Their husband's face was set aside, and they didn't see that Miss Du was already crying.

"Sir, do you want to go directly to the resort?" Fu Xin suddenly turned his face and asked.

Huo Qirui was stunned for two seconds, then turned around and hummed.Just about to turn his face away, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Du Liangchen's tearful face.

"Why are you crying? You were crying before I cleaned up!" She grabbed Du Liangchen's shoulders, and wiped the tears on her face with her palms in a very unfriendly manner.

His action made Du Liangchen feel even more wronged, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.She herself didn't know why she couldn't control the sadness and grievance in her heart. When she thought about it carefully, it was just a trivial matter. She didn't understand why her emotions were rushing down like a floodgate, unable to be restrained.

"Don't cry." Seeing the woman beside him crying so fiercely, Huo Qirui suddenly became anxious, "Stop crying, what happened just now?"

Du Liangchen didn't answer, but just kept crying, wanting to break his heart open and release the grievance and sadness suppressed in his heart.

The palm of his hand kept wiping away her tears until the palm was full of wet tears.

Huo Qirui reached out to hug her and sat on his lap, broke her small face with one hand, sealed her mouth with his thin lips, and swallowed her sadness into his own mouth .

"Hmm..." Du Liangchen was about to suffocate from the long and hot kiss, his small hands rested on his solid chest to push away his kiss, and a murmur came out of his mouth.

Seeing Du Liangchen's flushed face, he was willing to let go of her, put his big hand on the back of her head, and pressed her head into his arms.

The woman in his arms was still sobbing tremblingly, Huo Qirui sternly said, "If you cry again, I'll take you here." After speaking, he pinched her chest with his big hands.

Du Liangchen sniffed hard, not wanting to cry out, raised his face to look at Huo Qirui, his eyes dim with tears.

"Okay, be good, don't cry, I won't kill you anymore." Huo Qirui rubbed her black hair, and his voice softened, "What happened inside just now?"

Du Liangchen looked up at him, still crying, "I... I met Zhao Bier again, she scolded me... said I was a... second-hand..."

She hadn't spoken intermittently yet, and Huo Qirui's face was as ugly as a pig's liver, his big hand grabbed her chin, and his bright black eyes stared at her, "You are not allowed to spoil yourself! You are my woman! Not second-hand!"

"I've been waiting for you, but you didn't come..." Those staring eyes really forced her to have nowhere to hide. At that moment, she really hoped that this man would come to save her once.

In my heart, I suddenly felt like being stung by a bee.

Huo Qirui pulled her into his arms, holding her a little tight, as if he was afraid that she would disappear out of thin air if he let go.

She lowered her face and pressed her lips against her sensitive ears, "Stop thinking about it, I will help you deal with it."

Du Liangchen rubbed his face against his chest, and all the tears on his face hit his shirt.

With her face pressed against his chest, she seemed to be able to feel his powerful heartbeat, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"You promised me to go to America..." Du Liangchen whispered again.

Huo Qirui just hummed and didn't say much.

(End of this chapter)