Chapter 749 I'm Fucking Sick Too

hings to turn out this way! Things were changing so rapidly, who could have predicted that Dong Sheng would become part of the Fu Group overnight"If I have to breach the contract I'm really not conve...Chapter 749 I Think I'm Sick Too

"No." Fu Jiajia replied resolutely, "Zhou Sizhe, we're done."

Indeed, Fu Jiajia originally thought the most annoying thing was Wei Lu's child.

If she found out she was pregnant on her own and Zhou Sese didn't tell her about the child, she would get back together with him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed to meet Zhou Sizhe.

But after these days of calm and thought, she clearly realized that Zhou Szz wasn't a suitable match for her.

They can say that nothing matches, which is why there's someone like Wei Lu.

Maybe I could get a few more sincere feelings from Zhou Siza than Wei Lu, but it’s inevitable that the ending wouldn't be the same as hers. If I had a child myself someday, then the decision would be even harder!

This means being a divorced mother who left with the children and joined the ranks of single mothers.

Or divorce and give the child to Zhou's family, always thinking about the child, unable to rest assured day and night.

Each of these choices is not what Fu Jiajia wants.

"You're determined to have an abortion, aren't you" Zhou Sizhe also understood her meaning. "Fu Jiajia, you're too rational, you don't love me at all!"

He fell in love with Fu Jiajia, so he knew that love is blind and selfless courage.

Like Fu Yan when he was with Xu Qinghuan, he was willing to trample his own dignity and status underfoot.

Like being slapped in the face, he refused a hundred times but still came back to watch!

She was incredibly calm, able to analyze everything so thoroughly and then give the answer that benefited her most.

This, plainly speaking, is a lack of love.

"Whatever you think, as long as we don't have any relationship anymore."!"I won't budge." Fu Yan shi just had to hold her in his arms.Xu Qinghuan dared not struggle, afraid of touching his wound, so she could only let him hold her like this.The evening breeze is still blo...