Why tolerate?

Cheng Huaxing seemed to have endured it for a long time and was furious. Bo Chengcheng, can you really take it? This is not the Little Flower Bo I used to know.

She was nicknamed Little Flower Bo, not because she was delicate like a flower, but because of her tough character. For that reason, someone had nicknamed her the Overbearing Tyrant Flower behind her back.

From then on, he changed from calling her Little Bo to Little Flower Bo.

He recalled that when they were young, Bo Chengcheng was very possessive.

She never liked to be dressed similarly as others, nor did she like others to be touching things that belonged to her.

Interestingly, she used to say: Since its mine, it can only be mine. If someone else has something similar or if mine is stolen by someone else, it will no longer feel complete. And if its incomplete, I wont want it anymore!

Cheng Huaxing had always remembered Bo Chengchengs maxim.

However, five years later, everything had changed.

Bo Chengcheng was annoyed by Cheng Huaxings tone.

Yes, it was no longer the same.

Everything was starting to change. How could people stay the same?

What Bo Chengcheng hated most now was interacting with familiar people.

Those who knew her would sigh and tell her: Youve changed so much!

Who the hell liked change!

But it couldnt be helped, she had changed indeed.

Enough. Bo Chengcheng waved her hand. Why dont you go home.

Little Flower Bo

Bo Chengcheng did not speak further. She turned around.

Cheng Huaxing quickly walked up to her. However, her expression darkened. Cheng Huaxing, I said its not necessary. Theres no need to. Dont you understand human language?

Cheng Huaxing was going to speak but he was crushed by her merciless remark.

Stunned, he could only stare at Bo Chengcheng in disbelief as she added, When did you become so annoying?

Then, she turned around and walked off.

Cheng Huaxing stood rooted to the ground and watched her walking further and further away.

Her back view had become more graceful with time, it had a womanly charm about it.

But Cheng Huaxing could clearly sense that she was not as happy as she was back then.

He looked at the disappearing figure for a long time, and finally couldnt stop himself from shouting, Little Flower Bo, Im doing this for your own good. If you cant even keep your own man, then whats the point of your marriage? Little Flower Bo, what are you still holding on for?

Her voice rang out loudly and it echoed around the parking lot.

Except, no one answered.

The reunion after such a long time could only come to a bad ending.

Bo Chengcheng did not return to Jiang Yeqings apartment. Instead, she went to the property that Jiang Yeqing had bought for hera quiet villa.

Located about 40 minutes from the city center, it wasnt too far to take a cab.

She entered the pass code and opened the door. It had been a long time since she last came here.

After entering the house, Bo Chengcheng laid on the sofa like a dead dog and closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Whats the point of this marriage?

What are you holding on for?

There was definitely a point.

Grandma was old. In her eyes, they had always been a good couple.

Grandmas days were numbered. She didnt want, and there was also no need, to make Grandma unhappy in her last days.

As for why she was holding on

Bo Chengcheng looked at the luxurious and elegant surroundings and mocked herself. It was probably just for this house. After all, just by herself, she would never have been able to afford a property here.