You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 2810: She is terrible

   Chapter 2810 She is terrible

  Before, he had never regretted it.

  Because in his opinion, He Chengrong has more aura than him.

  He Yingrong will definitely become a well-known painter at home and abroad.

  He can’t fulfill his dream, his wife will fulfill it on his behalf, it’s the same.

  But, he was wrong.

  He Yinrong seldom paints after marrying him.

  She is passionate about all kinds of communication, attending all kinds of parties, cocktail parties, and dance parties.

  In free time, shopping, shopping, fitness, and SPA.

  The study he specially prepared for her was covered in dust.

  When he urged her to draw, she had to draw a few strokes, and the things she drew did not have the aura of the past.

   Just when he couldn't help but want to get angry and want to question her, where did the talented and spiritual girl go before marrying him, He Chengrong was pregnant.

  His parents are very happy.

  He is going to be a father, and he is also very happy.

  The sudden joy made him temporarily suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart.

  Not long after the birth of his son, He Chengrong was pregnant with a second child before weaning.

  This time, it is a daughter.

  A man who has a son will probably hope to have another daughter.

  Knowing that He Yinrong was pregnant with a daughter, he was happier than knowing that He Yinrong was pregnant with his son.

  When my daughter was born, there was a lot of fun at home.

  The studio he prepared specially for He Zhenrong has become a children’s toy room.

  His life is filled with two children, and the dream of painting seems to have become a thing in the previous life.

  I thought that life would be so ordinary, but simple and warm to live on.

  Until just now, he saw a video of He Yingrong and Wen Qiuci talking.

   Facing his uncultivated and scarred biological son, He Chengrong was anxious, impatient, and indifferent, without a trace of guilt, heartache, or pity.

  He looked at He Yingrong on the screen like a devil.

  He never knew that the person next to his pillow was such a terrible woman.

   Her own son suffered in the country, and she did not feel any heartache.

  What she thought was how to get rid of Wen Qiuci's relationship with Wen Qiuci, so that Wen Qiuci wouldn't hurt her.

too frightening!

  The person next to his pillow is such a cold-blooded and ruthless woman that makes him feel terrible.

  Will he spend the rest of his life with such a terrible woman?

Do not.

  Impossible!

  He never!

  Now, Wen Qiuci is of no use to He Chengrong, and He Chengrong can throw him away like a mess of trash.

  No one is good for a thousand days.

  Wait later, when he has difficulties, when he is down?

  How would He Yingrong treat him.

  He didn't dare to think.

  He wants a divorce.

  He Yingrong is no longer the woman he loved back then.

  The He Chengrong he loved at the beginning is smart, aura and immortal.

   Where is He Zhenrong now?

  Thinking, cold-blooded, and marketable!

  He wants a divorce!

  He would rather take two children alone, he would not let his children grow up with such a mother.

  She is terrible!

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where am I cold-blooded?" He Cunrong eagerly argued: "Everything I do is for you, for our children, for our family! If our parents know that I will be born before we marry you After children, they will quarrel with me. I don’t want you to be caught between my parents and me. Everything I do is for you!"

"No, you don't need to quibble anymore," Xu Rang shook his head, "You are not for me, you are for yourself! You don't want to recognize Wen Qiuci, just because you want to live this comfortable life now, you don't want Your life is disturbed by Wen Qiuci, so even if your own flesh and blood is uncultivated and the scars of abuse are full, you are indifferent! He Cirong, mother is the greatest word in the world, but your mother is defiled The name mother, you are too cold-blooded, too terrible, too...makes me sick!"

  (End of this chapter)