The curve of Shen Zhishu’s lips slowly fell back, and his face that always maintained a decent smile gradually became sank. His expressionless handsome face looked a little scary.
He is patient.
He still wanted to smile at her, but he really couldn’t.
His eyes would not lie. Shen Zhishu saw early on that she was lying to him and using him.
He never thought she was a good person, nor did he think that the qualities of truth, goodness and beauty were on her.
This is how she is due to nature.
Hypocritical, snobbish.
But Shen Zhishu has been pretending not to know and hasn’t seen it.
He wouldn’t point her out, of course because he didn’t care about these despicable qualities at all.
But when she said it herself, the meaning was very different.
She didn’t even want to hide, but wanted to push him away completely and would not care about his eyes anymore.
Song Shengsheng didn’t hear Shen Zhishu speak for a while. She, the person who “rely confessed her guilt” was not afraid of being stared at by Shen Zhishu, but instead looked at him directly.
“I know that I may hurt you.”
“You may feel that kindness is being treated as a donkey’s liver and lungs, but I and I are really taking advantage of you. You don’t have to help me anymore, let alone help me with my family.”
For example, Song Peiyuan’s work does not need to be introduced.
Her business, whether it is learning English or studying abroad, doesn’t need his help.
Whether it is good or bad has nothing to do with him.
Song Shengsheng said she was smart or not, and she said she was stupid or not. She pursed her lower lip and continued, “Even if Fu Cheng and I divorced, we will get married to someone else. The family has better conditions and good living conditions.”
In short, it is impossible for him.
These words are cruel no matter how you hear them.