Even if I really hid it from you, what does it matter about my true financial situation?

That's my money, not yours!

Why do you want to live a good life and think about my money?

The fact that you're still thinking about my money means that you're a gigolo at heart!

I just hate myself for being so blind that I fell for a gigolo like you!

I don't have time to regret it, but I still can't forget you. What are you thinking about?"

Yunli's words cut off Fu Rui's beautiful idea of ​​living a better life after getting back together.

Regret, resentment, unwillingness, and hatred surged in his heart, but he still refused to believe and face it: "You are lying to me, aren't you?"

Yunli raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of a group of people walking behind Fu Rui.

After looking at the person walking in the middle, she swallowed the answer she was about to say and looked stubborn and silent.

When Fu Rui saw this, his eyes lit up immediately: "You are lying to me, aren't you!"

Yunli still didn't speak.

Fu Rui's eyes lit up even more: "You still like me, right?

Yunli, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong.

I promise I will never hurt your heart again, can we get back together?"

Hearing this, Yunli quickly glanced at the person behind Fu Rui who had stopped in disbelief. Seeing her shocked expression, she said sadly, "Don't you like Zhou Rongrong now?"

When Fu Rui heard this, he was overjoyed: “I don’t like her.

You believe me.

She is so fat and ugly, like a fat pig.

Every time I look at her, I feel sick and want to vomit. How could I possibly like her? "

"I see." Yunli smiled. "So, you're just after her money."

Looking at her smile, Fu Rui inexplicably had a bad feeling.

At this moment, someone behind him yelled.

"Fu Rui!"

Fu Rui's heart trembled, and he looked back, only to see Zhou Rongrong and her bodyguards walking towards him aggressively.