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"Thank you." After Li He finished drinking, he saw that she also drank down the drink, so he ordered, "You have to take care of the child and drink less."

"You know how much I drink." Fu Xia didn't take it seriously. She poured a full glass for Li He first, and then poured herself a glass. After touching it with Li He, she was polite again without leaving a drop.

"It's hard for me to speak now, right?" Li He didn't drink.

"I" Fu Xia opened her mouth and looked at Li He blankly, as if she didn't recognize him. This was not the Li He she remembered. He is generous, he is tolerant, he never cares about such small things, and he has no machismo.

So what happened today?

She felt a little uneasy.

Does he really have no place in his heart?

She put down the cup weakly, not daring to face Li He's gloomy eyes again, and said cowardly, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

"Wealth has always been sought in danger, but people have always been dissatisfied." After saying this, Li He raised his cup and drank it, drinking by himself.

As a human being, you should have a contented mind and always be happy. Action must be unsatisfactory and strive for success.

"Brother, I don't understand what you mean." Fu Xia was uneasy.

Li He said, "You are a smart person, it is impossible that you don't understand. Don't think that I don't understand what you are thinking. This trick is not enough for me."

"Brother, I didn't threaten you with my child. You know, I really love you!" Fu Xia finally couldn't help crying.

She didn't expect that she couldn't help but say the word 'love' in the end.

"Love? Do you know what love is?" Li He was unmoved, "That's not love. If it was love, you should understand me and try your best to understand me instead of challenging me or testing me. ,do you understand?"

"I didn't lie, I really love you, I love you very much! Everything I said is true!" Fu Xia tried her best to explain, but seeing Li He's expression, she really realized it at this moment, and she spent all her words. It was all in vain, he would no longer trust her.

Did she really do something wrong?

Why doesn't he understand her?

It is already frustrating enough for a son to have no name and no status. If he does not have a proper inheritance in the future, how can he be worthy of his son?

Li He said coldly, "I'll say it one last time, don't make trouble with me again, especially in front of the children. Don't be so ignorant and ignorant of life and death."

"No way." Fu Xia wiped her eyes with her hands, leaving only the sound of sobbing.

Li He continued to drink his own. After drinking, he ignored Fu Xia's pleas and left with a hard heart, leaving Fu Xia sobbing behind him.

He didn't want to indulge in her bad habits anymore. The routine of crying, making trouble, and hanging herself was of little use to him now.

Dong Hao stopped a taxi early and waited at the door. After seeing Li He's figure, he breathed a sigh of relief. The numbers that kept popping up on the meter made him feel distressed.

Although it was not his money, it was always bad to waste it, and it also made the taxi driver cheaper.

Singapore is a city with rich nightlife. After six o'clock, the bustling crowds of people continue to appear as if they have just started to get busy.

That night, Li He was so drunk that he became dizzy.

When he got home, it was already 11 o'clock in the night. After drinking a pot of tea in the living room, he found that the lights in Lao Wu's house were still on.

He went to knock on the door, and Lao Wu opened the door. The smell of alcohol on Li He's body suffocated her, and she quickly covered her nose and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you still asleep?" Li He saw a large pile of books under the desk lamp, rubbed his eyes, and asked himself, are you not drunk? Your eyes aren't blurred either?

Which direction does the sun come out from?

Lao Wu actually stayed up late reading?

"I'll go to bed later." Lao Wu answered absentmindedly.