Walking to the bedside and sitting down, Feng Churui held her hand that was placed outside the blanket. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, “Xue Wei, do you really not want to see me that much?”
Even if he knew that he was wrong and caused her to be hurt, did he really not have any feelings at all?
He did not know how her heart had gone through the process of transformation. He only knew that this Wu Xuewei made him feel very unfamiliar. Her coldness reminded him of himself.
When Wu Yuqing was in trouble, didn’t he face her with such a cold, no, perhaps even more cold and emotionless expression? If he was already feeling so uncomfortable, what about her?
Was she also like him now, feeling as if her heart was cut by a knife?
When Wu Yuqing had a miscarriage, her emotions were very unstable. He knew better than anyone how much Wu Yuqing valued this child.
