“Not rest yet?”

Wang Hui sighed lightly.

silence……

The most embarrassing thing between people is that there is nothing to say.

Chen Feifei would rather Wang Hui beat her, scold her, yell at her, or even curse her...

But don't say nothing.

"Brother Hui...I..." Chen Feifei was a little anxious, stood up and wanted to say something.

But when he opened his mouth, Chen Feifei's mind was blank.

I was so anxious that I burst into tears.

Wang Hui felt ache in his heart, walked forward, took out a tissue, and gently wiped away her tears.

"Feifei, have a good sleep, everything will be fine!"

The gentle voice made Chen Feifei's floating heart slowly calm down.

"Brother Hui, I'm sorry!"

She cried and hugged Wang Hui.

Wang Hui felt the warm body of the woman in his arms.

If it were the past, he might have closed the door and had a good love with this woman here.

Use yourself to soothe her heart.

But... Wang Hui at this moment had heartache and pity, but no desire.

"Feifei, you didn't feel sorry for me."

Wang Hui lowered his head and said softly.

"You are also for my safety, and I should thank you for your efforts."

"But...I...I married that bastard Yang Fan!"

Chen Feifei sobbed, unable to stop at all.

Since she pretended to die, she hasn't talked to Wang Hui for too long.

"That bastard is dead and will pass!"

"Brother Hui...you...can you forgive me?"

Chen Feifei, trembling, asked the question she wanted to ask the most.
Chapter completed!