As soon as the car arrived at the villa, song yu'er saw Fu simu standing on the stool at the door, with a small hammer in his hand. She didn't know what he was beating.

Song yu'er sat in the car and watched for a while, until Fu Si Mu found out her existence and turned to her side.

Song yu'er pushed open the car door and walked towards the man: "what were you doing just now?"

"The villa hasn't been repaired for a long time. There's a wall on it that's going to fall off. I'm worried that it will fall down when you come back, so I found a hammer to knock it down first."

Fu simu pointed to the place where he knocked the wall clean.

This villa has a long history. Song yu'er bought it for the convenience of going to school.

She didn't come here once or twice, and didn't find that the top of the wall was about to fall off. I didn't expect that he would be so careful.

No matter how careful he is, he no longer belongs to himself.

Song yu'er drooped her eyes, gently nodded her head and walked into the villa.

Fu Si Mu gave the hammer to the servant and walked in after her: "are you in a bad mood?"

From the time she got off the bus to now, her face seems to have written a few words that I am not happy.

Song yu'er sat down on the sofa and sat down on the armchair, tired, without answering his question.

"Have you eaten yet?" Fu simu asked people to send some snacks up, she looked like this, let him inexplicable heartache.

"Well." Song yu'er's emotion wantonly returns a, still is not what facial expression.

Fu Si Mu's line of sight falls on the finger that she presses eye socket, the ring above obviously dazzling.

Fu simu's face became cold. He didn't want to quarrel with her about it, but he didn't feel happy all the time.

Two people are silent for a long time, Fu Si Mu still can't help but voice finally: "isn't the ring on your hand already thrown away?"

Song yu'er looked back at him with a little dazed and puzzled expression.

Fu simu suddenly got up and strode upstairs. He didn't know what he was sulking at.

Song yu'er looks at the ring between her fingers, shakes her mind slightly, and laughs sarcastically.

Because a ring became so angry, did he forget that in two days she would marry Zhong long and become Zhong Long's wife.

At that time, not to mention the ring on her hand, even her whole person will belong to another person.

He clearly doesn't care about anything, so why should he be jealous to show her.

Song yu'er closed her eyes and suddenly felt that it was very cold here. She just wanted to come here and seek a sense of fullness because she felt empty in her heart.

On the contrary, it made her feel worse.

With a slight sigh, song yu'er gets up and is about to leave. The sound of footsteps coming downstairs rings behind her. Fu simu comes back again.

"Where else?" Fu Si Mu stopped her.

"You don't want to see me. What's the point of staying here?"

"In that case, why don't you let Zeng Miao and me go?" Fu Si Mu asked her, he came to her in front of, "this is your home, to leave the people should also be me!"

Song yu'er's eyes cold down, she just want to say what time, hand is Fu Si Mu caught in the past.

She twisted her eyebrows and watched Fu Si Mu take off the ring on her finger: "I don't like you to wear other people's ring. I'll wear it later."

He opened the ring he had just taken down from the upstairs and gently put it between her fingers.

Song yu'er didn't repel her until he confiscates her original ring.

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