MTL - Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet-Chapter 219 you dislike me?

   Chapter 219 Do you dislike me?

   "Ayao, you have something to hide from me, right?"

   Mu Xingwan raised her head and looked at the extraordinary handsome man in front of her. After thinking about it, she took the initiative to bring it up, but he had to tell the truth himself.

  Fu Tingyao pursed his thin lips, thinking about how to explain, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't know where to start.

   Mu Xingwan let him hold her, and neither of them spoke. For a while, the ward was quiet and only each other's heartbeats could be heard.

   She wanted to wait for him to take the initiative to tell the truth, but after waiting for a long time, he said a sentence: "Wan Wan, you believe me."

   Mu Xingwan was speechless, this is not what she wanted to hear!

   She wanted to know how Chaoyan got here.

   However, when she thought about how close he was with other women, she couldn't help it.

   "What do you want me to believe in you?" She looked at him angrily.

"I believe that I only have you in my heart. Chaoyan is my son. I never mentioned it to you, because he was an accident that I didn't even know about." Fu Tingyao felt that this was not enough. A gesture of swearing, "I can swear to you that I have no other woman in my heart but you."

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that Chaoyan...was there when you were drugged?" Mu Xingwan could only guess this, because only after being drugged would other women have a chance to approach Fu Tingyao. Then…

   She didn't dare to think about it. When she thought that he was tricked by other women, she could not wait to find out that woman immediately and abolish that woman!

   What Mu Xingwan never dreamed of was that the woman who made her hate itchy teeth and wanted to find out the ruined woman was actually herself...

  Mu Xingwan just had that thought when she suddenly heard that Chaoyan's mother had died... uh!

How could such a woman die so easily?

   must have been killed to avoid Fu Tingyao's revenge!

  Because she knows Fu Tingyao too well, it is completely idle life for a woman to dare to design him like this!

"I didn't get drugged, I don't know how to be with other women..." Fu Tingyao automatically silenced the last three words, "I'm not that stupid yet, I don't know if I was drugged. Three years ago, Chaoyan suddenly He was sent to me, just a few days after he was born, and he was already dying. Ning Xian spent a lot of time and energy to bring Chaoyan back to life. That's why Chaoyan's name came from this. The person who sent him said he was my son, not only I don't believe it, and even Ning Xian doesn't believe it, so he did a paternity test on purpose."

  Fu Tingyao still couldn't believe it when he said this. He looked at Mu Xingwan and continued, "As a result of the appraisal, Chaoyan is my son."

   Can it still be like this?

  Mu Xingwan feels that she has gained knowledge, it doesn't matter how she has a bright face?

   This is so fantastic!

  Fu Tingyao saw that she didn't speak, so he could not help tightening his arms, a little nervous, "Wan Wan, these are the facts, no half-truths, do you trust me?"

   "That Chaoyan can't be her life..." Mu Xingwan bit her lip, "Chaoyan's mother really died?"

   "The toxins from Chaoyan's mother's womb are enough to kill Chaoyan, let alone herself?" Fu Tingyao paused when he said this, "Ning Xian said that it is very small to survive."

   Mu Xingwan thought that it was very small, indicating that there was still a possibility of life. I hope she really died, or if she is found by herself, she will definitely be destroyed.

   When Fu Tingyao didn't speak when he saw her, he knew how could she accept that her husband had children with other women because of her temperament.

   He always knew, so he didn't say it for a long time.

   "Wanwan, do you despise me?" No one would have thought that these words would come out of Fu Erye's mouth, but Fu Tingyao was just afraid that Wanwan would despise him.

   I treat life as vinegar and ink, and sprinkle vinegar and ink on the world at random. I don’t know that vinegar and ink are good in this world. It is half sour and half sweet.

   (end of this chapter)