Spoiled By The President:My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 693

She opened a pair of big eyes and looked at her aunt blankly.

Soon, the aunt left, followed by a few fruit candy, put in her palm.

The aunt laughed warmly and kindly, and said, "xiaowan'er, don't cry when you get the injection later. These sweets will reward you."

She looked at a few of her favorite fruit candy, heavily nodded.

The aunt called the doctor to come here. Although it was painful to give her the injection, she did not cry because she remembered the words of the president's aunt.

A small hand tightly clenched those fruit candy, as if holding her whole world.

After the injection, the doctor left. The dean's aunt had other things to do, so she left.

She happily took out the sugar, happily peeled off the sugar paper and was ready to put it into her mouth.

All of a sudden, at this time, several children rushed out and snatched her candy.

In her dream, she couldn't hear what the other person was saying.

We can only see their childish faces one by one. What they show on their faces is the ugliest and most ferocious expression in the world.

They pointed at her and scolded her for being a cheap seed! Scold her as shameless and mean.

Those who have not experienced it will never think that such a small group of children will say such vicious words.

Finally, they pushed her to the bed, then peed in her bed, and finally grabbed the candy and left.

She can only stand there silently, silent cry.

After the dean's aunt came over, she saw the urine on her bed and thought it was made by herself.

Looking into her eyes, there was another layer of disappointment.

Su Wan felt that in this world, no one would really love himself.

The love of the president's aunt to her can't rival others' framing.

The love of her foster parents is just a little charity in their spare time.

Even if the deep love is Wen Wenjun, the so-called 26 years of company is just a man's paranoid pursuit of his first love.

What he loves is not her, but an obsession in his heart.

So, in this world, who really loved her?

I think it should be that person!

She is always on the top, always look at all the people around her with arrogant eyes, she is proud and bright, as brilliant as the sea of stars.

But oneself, actually is only her side most unimportant one existence.

But even so, she would choose the most suitable bags from a large number of brand-name bags her parents bought for herself and put them in her room.

I won't tell anyone. I don't even bother to tell her.

When she is bullied, she will stand out and beat the other party's ass, and then turn back to teach her useless, always lose the face of the family!

Even after she did that, she did not really hate her to death, but quietly saved her.

Even if you don't say a word, even if you don't forgive her.

But she still hoped that she would live, and that she had nothing to do with herself.

She was the one who had never hurt her from the beginning to the end!

In the dark, tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes.

At that moment, Su Wan seemed to really understand what he had really lost because of his mistake.

However, everything has become the past, everything can not be retrieved.

The next day.

Dugu Ying received the news that Su Wan had left Kyoto by plane.

She was standing in the garden, cutting a flower tree under the guidance of her horticultural teacher.

She's been addicted to gardening recently, and she thinks this kind of pruning is really suitable for her.

It can not only cultivate one's moral character, but also learn a lot from it.

It's a very interesting thing.

For example, in front of this flower tree, the original appearance of growth, is uneven, beautiful is beautiful, but always give people feel very messy.

Now, under her pruning, all the unnecessary things are cut off, and the rest is the most natural and beautiful existence.

Huashurao is so, how can life be different?

Everyone's life is not born perfect.

When people get along with each other, they always experience all kinds of ups and downs, setbacks, and come together with their own sharpness and sharpness.

Then in the days of getting along with each other, constantly trim off their own edges and corners, sharp, so as to avoid stabbing each other.

Finally, both of them made each other round and smooth. When they hugged each other, there was only warmth and no pain left.

Thinking of this, she began to smile slowly.

He handed the scissors to the garden hall and said, "I see."

After that, he ignored the matter and turned to walk into the room.Feng Xinglang is reading in his study.

When Dugu Ying pushed the door in, she was holding a plate of fruit in her hand.

Feng Xinglang looked up at her, just this one, he suddenly stopped.

Keenly aware that she today and a few days ago she is somewhat different.

He looked at the fruit she put on the table in front of him and said with a smile, "let the servants do these things. How can you do them yourself?"

I said so, but I still reached for a piece and put it into my mouth.

The sweetness of the fruit spread in his mouth, and his eyes narrowed with pleasure.

Dugu Ying glanced at him.

"What? Are you not happy that my mother is waiting on you

Feng line Lang quickly swallow the pulp, shaking his head, "absolutely dare not, just don't give up so hard for you."

Dugu Ying stopped for a moment.

This man is not a sweet talker. In his words, he can't make a fart with three sticks.

But it is precisely because of this, on weekdays he said those sweet words, will make people feel so serious and believe.

After all, she didn't hold back. She glanced out a smile. She went behind him and said, "you just like to stay in your study. It's such a fine day outside that you don't know how to go out for a walk."

Then, whether he agreed or not, he pushed his wheelchair and went out.

Seal line Lang Leng for a moment, after reaction, also very helpless.

Dugu Ying is such a temperament. After so many years, she has not changed at all.

Speaking and doing things are domineering and arbitrary, and his character is also very hot. He has been used to it for a long time.

But although it is a habit, but still can't help saying, "go out, you have to let me take the fruit, you just cut it."

Dugu Ying's face turned red and rolled her eyes.

"Eat, eat, you know to eat."

The words were very angry, but in the end, the dish of fruit was put into his arms, which pushed him out.

On the lawn in the yard.

Feng Xinglang is sitting in his wheelchair, while Dugu Ying is sitting on the carved iron chair beside him.