113 "What's so good about him?"

Meng Liyue had never been so confused before. She suddenly felt that Li Fuzheng was not speaking Chinese. Why couldn't she understand him?

It was rare for her to react so slowly. She was stunned for a long time and couldn't digest the meaning of his words.

The man in front of her seemed to be getting more and more aggrieved, and continued to accuse her: "Meng Liyue, you are speechless, right? That's what you think. What's so good about him that makes you obsessed with him for so many years?"

Li Fuzheng became more and more irritated as he spoke. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time surged up like a tide and poured into his chest.

If he doesn't release that foul air, he will suffocate to death tonight.

In fact, Li Fuzheng is a very emotionally stable person, at least he has sufficient control over most situations in life.

As a pilot, being calm and composed are skills that must be ingrained in you.

But when I met Meng Liyue, there was nothing I could do.

Even he himself couldn't tell exactly when it started. Maybe he had wanted such a stable relationship for a long time, or maybe Meng Liyue was absolutely attractive to him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have proposed to marry her when they met for the second time. It's just that he didn't realize it at first.

"Before... before, I was blind. I regret it now! But I can't go back to the past and change your feelings for someone else."

It was only at this moment that Li Fuzheng realized that he was such a person. He had a strong possessiveness towards the person he liked and hoped that she could only see him in her eyes.

He will try to restrain some of his instinctive obsessions, but he cannot be perfect all the time. For example, now, he only hopes that Meng Liyue can completely abandon her past feelings.

He grabbed her hand and held it tightly, the temperature so hot that it could penetrate the skin.

The man's deep eyes turned slightly red, revealing a suppressed sense of vulnerability, and his voice was hoarse and trembling: "Don't divorce me."

Meng Liyue blinked slowly, still trying to confirm the reality of the scene in front of her.

Until a hot tear fell on her hand.

Unconsciously, Li Fuzheng not only liked her, but his feelings for her had already become strong and deep. The lust that she once dared not pursue had become the love in her hands.

Meng Liyue's heart beat faster and faster, and when it was about to burst through her chest, she finally found her voice: "Did you know that I had a crush on someone before?"

"Yes, you don't think you can hide well, do you?" Li Fuzheng felt uncomfortable and angry, his tone full of complaints.

"But...you haven't read my diary yet?"

Hearing her say this, Li Fuzheng suddenly became angry and asked coldly, "Who wants to see that?"

He already had a premonition that if Meng Liyue's diary was placed in front of him again, he would not be able to read even a single sentence and would want to burn the thing.

It's best not to appear in front of him for the rest of your life.

Meng Liyue held her hand back, and now that she had fully understood the situation, she asked earnestly, "Are you really not going to watch it?"

The man, who was about to lose his mind, said firmly: "I won't watch it!"

"……All right."

Meng Liyue moved closer, stared at the man's red eyes, and suddenly chuckled: "So this is what you look like when you cry."

She felt that she was becoming more and more abnormal. She thought that when Li Fuzheng cried, his expression was different from his usual cold and heroic look. There was a more alluring sense of brokenness in him.

Li Fuzheng's uncontrollable emotions finally calmed down. He listened to her and said through gritted teeth, "How long has it been since you started to dislike me?"

"Who said you were disgusted?" Meng Liyue's soft kiss landed on his eyes, very lightly.

Meng Liyue just looked at him and said, "I like it very much."

"..." For the first time, Li Fuzheng couldn't bear the warmth in her eyes and looked away.

The man's ears also turned a little red.

But soon, he turned his gaze back and emphasized: "I absolutely will not divorce you."

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time."

She agreed so readily that Li Fuzheng was a little bit unconvinced and confirmed again and again: "Not leaving?"

Meng Liyue sighed helplessly: "I never said I wanted to divorce you."

"Really?" Li Fuzheng stared at her suspiciously, then looked at the phone that was thrown aside, "You and...that person were clearly talking about divorce."

Meng Liyue narrowed her eyes and said, "How can we discuss divorce?"

"The word divorce is so obvious, and you still want to lie to me!"

"…So this is how you use your 2.0 vision?"

Meng Liyue seemed to know where his misunderstanding came from, so she could only reopen WeChat and enlarge the passage to show him.

This time, of course, I saw it clearly.

The air around me became silent.

For a long time, Li Fuzheng didn't say anything.

Meng Liyue asked quietly, "After you finished reading, I turned off my phone?"

Someone turned his head silently.

Continue to remain silent.

Meng Liyue could only hold back her laughter: "Husband, have you finished reading it?"

This time, Li Fuzheng finally responded, but he ended it by turning around and kissing her hard on the lips.

He waited until she was out of breath before letting her go.

Li Fuzheng no longer intended to bring up such an embarrassing thing. As long as he didn't talk about it, it would be as if it had never happened.

Meng Liyue didn't expose him and suddenly hugged him.

"Honey, are you sure you don't want to read the diary?"

Li Fuzheng put his arms tightly around her waist, as if trying to convince himself: "Don't look."

"No matter how much you liked him before...what kind of feelings were that, you only like me now."

Meng Liyue wanted to tell him originally, but seeing that he was obviously very concerned but pretending to be very nonchalant, she wanted to tease him.

"Well, I only like you now."

Hearing her say this, Li Fuzheng was finally satisfied, and pretended not to care and asked, "What did you guys talk about?"

"We didn't talk about anything, except that my mom sent an invitation to his dad, and his whole family will come to attend our wedding."

"Really?"

"Um."

"Okay, I understand."

Li Fuzheng loosened his hand and pretended to be magnanimous: "You can continue chatting. He is always talking in the past tense anyway."

Meng Liyue pursed her lips and tried hard to hold back her laughter: "Where are you going?"

"Go out for a while."

He would like to take a good look at the wedding to see what is so good about the man that Meng Liyue has a crush on!

But before that, I still have to pick out a suit to wear for the wedding. The original custom-made one is not good enough, so I have to change it to a more expensive one.

Li Fuzheng left like that, and Meng Liyue had no time to stop him.

When she noticed he had left and probably guessed what he was going to do, she rolled around on the bed with the quilt in her arms and howled excitedly twice.

However, don't let him think about it for too long. Pick a good day and tell him the truth.

She could imagine that after knowing the truth... Li Fuzheng would definitely pester her to see the diary.

When the time comes, she won't let him succeed easily.

The cell phone suddenly rang. Thinking it was Li Fu Zheng, Meng Liyue answered the call without even looking at it. However, the voice she heard surprised her.