The Ceo's Defective Lover

"Hey, Mr. Ding, just obey me, otherwise, the wolves in my dormitory will eat me!" On that young campus, there was a girl standing in front of him, looking at him with faint eyes, and told him to follow her. "Okay!" At this point, there is an oath. * People with good deeds yelled viciously and resentfully behind their backs: "Just wait, that woman will dump Ding when she gets tired of playing with him. The ugly duckling will never want to become a white swan in this life!" * "Let's break up!" She stood in front of him, her voice cold and her tone distant. "Why?" "I'm so tired!" He saw her walk out of his sight and then... Get into a high-end Lotus sports car. * Five years later. "President!" "Go down tomorrow, take your salary, and get out of Shangyang. You should know the consequences for those who have dirty hands and feet!" Faced with his cold voice and this desire to incriminate yourself, smile. "Yes!" * He sat on the bedside and looked at the woman standing next to him coldly and mockingly. She walked up to him step by step and kissed his lips... "This is not what a despicable woman like you should touch!" She lowered her head and kissed his strong chest. "Susu..." He called her the pet name that only belonged to him five years ago, but his voice was cold to the bone. He grabbed her hair hard, forcing her to look into his eyes. * "Who is this?" He looked at the pretty little girl following her and asked subconsciously. "My colleague's child!" "Mom? Don't you want me anymore?" The child raised his head and looked at her with misty eyes. "What's her name?" "Chen An'an!" "Mom, my name is Ding An'an! What's wrong with you?" The child raised his head and looked at her again. * "Who are you?" "Your husband." "Who is she?" "Our daughter." "Who am I?" "My wife!" "Oh!" Another day. "Who are you?" "Your husband." "Who is she?" "Our daughter." "Who am I?" "My wife!" "Oh!" Day after day… "Coming!" He walked up to her in surprise. She... Hadn't been so awake for a long time. His hand covered her pale cheek. "How are you feeling today?" "Very good... Shang." "Huh?" "I love you..." … … * "I'm sorry, the patient's brain has died, and the cancer cells have spread so much that there is nothing we can do. Let's prepare for the funeral!" He looked at the woman lying in the isolation room and traced her eyebrows on the glass with his fingers trembling slightly... "Thank you... I love you!" ———————————————————————— This article is not a tragedy. I hope you will be brave enough to read and collect it. [Separation is not the end of one story, but... The beginning of another story. ————————————————————————— The soundtrack of this article - [leaving you for love]