Chapter 1147: Passionate Love 【50】

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Wu Xuewei kept his head down for dinner, as if he didn't hear it, Wu Changshu lowered his face, "Xuewei girl, answer grandpa's words! How do you deal with this matter with Arui?"
"Ah...?" Wu Xuewei raised her head in a daze, her eyes full of confusion: "Grandpa, were you just asking me?"
"Alas!" Wu Changshu sighed down his chopsticks, and got up and left.
Wu Xuewei is sick and heart ill.
Feeling depressed, he couldn't walk out, and he didn't want to tell people to persuade him. Only divorce, he and Feng Churui two parties knew that both families were concealed.
It's been a week since the divorce. She still couldn't believe it. She really divorced Feng Churui.
It's not that I don't want to keep it, it's just that it's his mockery at the end.
She could not bear so much, fearing that even the last remaining dignity would be exhausted.
Not only did the time not reduce the depression in her heart, but instead it grew like a snowball. For two weeks, she was speechless and her face was haggard.
She couldn't figure it out, she was stuck in her own world and couldn't get out.
No one would pull her, no one knew she was ill, the only person who knew about the matter, refused to see her, even a phone call or even a text message in a few words.
He was like a ray of air, disappearing into her world in a sudden, leaving no trace at all.
In two weeks, she lost five kilograms. She became thinner and thinner, her eyes were concave, her chin was sharpened, just like a paper man who could fall when the wind blows.
On the fifteenth day of the divorce, it had been half a month.
This morning, Wu Xuewei picked up the courage and picked up his phone to call him. Feng Churui did not answer and hung up.
Wu Xuewei smiled, his lips were not bloody. At this time, when he went to the city hall, he had enough time to answer a call, but why not?
Unwilling, she took a deep breath and pressed his number again.
This time, the phone rang for a long time before answering.
Feng Churui's voice was impatient: "What's the matter?"
He didn't want to admit it, but had to admit that her fragile, unbeatable heart was again seriously hurt by his impatient tone.
With courage, her voice shivered slightly: "I just want to ask you... can we... remarry..." In the last two words, she spoke weakly.
"What did you say?" Feng Churu suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"..." Wu Xuewei repeated without courage.
"Arui, breakfast is ready, come and eat—"
On the other end of the phone, Song Weiwei's sweet voice came, and the next second he heard Feng Churui say: "If there is nothing wrong, I hang up."
"Beep beep..." There was a cold busy tone.
"Hehe..." Wu Xuewei smirked while holding the phone, his face was dumb.
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Because the filming was about to take place, He Jingyan was informed by the director that he was required to transfer to Los Angeles, USA, to study acting while studying nearby.
The director of the school has arranged for him, as long as others pass, they can immediately enroll.
Before He Jingyan left, he wanted to say goodbye to Wu Xuewei. On this day, after class, he went to Wu Xuewei.
Calling her, turning off the phone, frowning, He Jingyan found a classmate of their department, and asked to learn that Wu Xuewei didn't come to class this morning.
"Thank you!" After he finished, He Jingyan hurried away.
When passing by the library, a group of people were found downstairs, all looking up and discussing.
"God, isn't that Wu Xuewei's favorite of the Wu family?!"
"Yes, yes, it's her! What is she standing on?"
"Aren't you going to jump off the building?"
"I think so! You look at her, her face is dull, and maybe she just wants to kill Z!"
He Jingyan stopped violently, looked up, and her pupils contracted instantly, like falling into an ice cellar, "Wu Xuewei!"