Chapter 558: Huang Fuchen's anger

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Chapter 558 Huang Fuchen's Fury
Huangfu Ming shook his head with a smile, raised his hand with effort, and caressed Fu Xuewei's black hair: "Your conversation outside the door...I have... heard it."
The just-pressed sense of impatience poured into his throat again. Xue Wei bit her lower lip hard and mumbled into Huang Fuming's arms: "I thought... Xue Ke died, and I would be happy."
"But she...but she left this world with such a death method, I really can't be happy."
"I wanted to plead with my father to let her go, but..." The choked tears rolled in the eyes.
I don't know why, when she heard Xue Kewei's death, her hatred for her turned into admiration.
In love, Xue Kewei is really great.
She sacrificed everything for her lover, even if the jade and the stones burned.
Just say...
In terms of reason, Xue Kewei is despicable, because she does not hesitate to destroy everyone for love.
Is she wrong?
She was wrong!
Her love is too unilateral, too selfish, and too brutal! !
Stroking Xuewei's black hair, Huangfu looked slowly towards the ceiling, and said quietly: "Maybe... I didn't take care of it all."
When he woke up, he had noticed that someone must have diluted the potassium sulfide component in the dark. And he thought for the first time that only Xue Kewei could do such a thing.
From that moment...
Huangfu Ming would not be able to describe his mood.
He always thought that the more cold his attitude towards Xue Kewei was, the more she could get rid of this emotional vortex.
Of course...
"Ming, you don't have to blame yourself. In fact, in your relationship with Xue Kewei, the way you used was very good. You were clean and tidy, without any muddy water. It didn't hurt me, and Xue Kewei was desperate. . Just to say... I really did not expect Xue Kewei to be so persistent..."
It can be said that two women who are often hurt by muddy men are caught in pain.
Emperor Fu Ming quickly cut through the mess, and from the moment Xue Kewei married Huang Fuchen, he had made his position clear. This is the correct behavior.
Today Xue Kewei's death has nothing to do with anyone.
Until she died, she was addicted to that one-sided love...
This can only prove...
She was born to be a woman who lives for love and dies for love...

The unusually low profile of Xue Kewei's funeral was attended by only a few people. Even Xuefeier, who was abroad, didn't give notice.
After all, Xue Ke only committed suicide in fear of crime, and it was too much influence. The Huangfu family really did not dare to announce the cause of her death. She could only say that she had died of the disease suddenly.
"Wow...wow...wow..." There were cries of crying from time to time in the cold villa.
Huang Fuchen covered his ears anxiously: "Enough! Enough! Annoying, don't tell him to cry!!" Unexpectedly, the child's crying grew louder and louder because of his roar.
Ye Ye, standing next to her, frowned with dissatisfaction: "Chen Er, what's the matter with you? You're so scared, do you know?"
"Mom! Can you hold Dingding away, I want to be alone!!"
"What attitude do you have, Chen'er?" Ye Fei Yali narrowed her eyes: "Don't you die from Kewei's death?"
"Oh, what you said is really light!" Huang Fuchen's smile was full of irony: "Mom, don't think I don't know, from the moment I married Kewei, you didn't like her, and made her difficult. You will not be sad for her death. But I am sad!!! I saw that the group of people forced him to death, but I couldn’t do anything. I begged my father like that, and my father ignored it. I must Won't make them feel better!!!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Fei Yali handed the Ding Ding in her arms to her servant, and signaled the group of servants to leave. "Chen'er, I don't care how you deal with them, but you remember to me, Yang Rong is your dad! You are saying this kind of bastard, and I'm welcome to you!"
"Oh, Huangfu Yangrong is my dad??? Hahaha... Did he ever treat me as a son?" Huangfu Chen stood up coldly from his position: "This commander's position was supposed to be by me This eldest son inherited, but what the did he say who would inherit the elder grandson of Huangfu's family?!"
"He knows that Huangfu Ming's army has turned against me, but has he said anything? He hasn't even blamed Huangfu Ming!!!"
"I fled abroad and stayed for so many years. Has he ever asked me about my life and death? Qing'er also went abroad. Has he ever asked about Qing'er's situation abroad?"
"Mom...you don't really think that Huangfu Yangrong loves our brothers and sisters very much, do you love you?!"
Looking at the mocking smile on Huangfu Chenyang's face, Ye Xie Yali clenched her fists expressionlessly: "Chen Er, don't think about it, give me a good rest!!"
"Mom!!!" Huang Fuchen stepped forward and grabbed Ye Fei Yali who was intending to leave: "Actually, you know it, the father always loves the magical Lingjia, he even loves Huangfu Yue Mommy must love you!!!"
The sharp voice was like a heartless blade cutting the heart of Ye Fei Yali. She implied the bitterness in her heart and turned back coldly: "Your father, I love me!"
"Huh...Mom, you don't deceive yourself anymore. Did you know that in the hospital yesterday, he also mentioned Huang Fuyue's mother, saying that Huang Fuyue's mother died early, and Huang Fuyue can still grow up healthily."
"What about mentioning that woman?"
"Not very good..." Huang Fuchen smiled disdainfully, and then said sullenly: "But the sad eyes of the father when he mentioned Huang Fuyue's mother undoubtedly did not reveal, he had never forgotten that woman. Of course!! Until now my father’s study still contains pictures of Lingyin Lingjia and Huangfuyue’s mother, which is enough to witness..."
"Enough!" A loud roar stopped Huang Fuchen's words: "Chen Er, what do you mean by saying this?"
"I want my mother to help me! I'm going to avenge...but...revenge!!!" Then, Huang Fuchen's eyes suddenly crossed a sharp edge...
A week later.
The incense in the ancestral hall of Huangfu's family was filled, and everyone's face was extremely serious.
Huang Fu Yang Rong bowed deeply to all the spiritual positions placed in the ancestral hall with the three incense sticks: "You ancestors and ancestors of the Huang Fu family, Yang Rong has always felt ashamed of our Huang Fu family, and only now has the first Huang Fu family His grandson, Huangfu Yichen. Ran..." After a pause, he smiled with relief: "Actually, the real grandson of our Huangfu family was born four years ago, and now they are all four years old."
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