A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

Jiangbin City, a suburban villa.

The living room was dimly lit, and An Shuyao hurried home just after the show, wanting to surprise her husband whom she hadn't seen for a month.

Pushing open the door of the living room, the room was quiet.

Thinking that her husband might be in the study on the second floor, the corners of An Shuyao's mouth curled up gently.

"Mingze...do you miss me?" Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from next to my ear.

She wanted to go upstairs and stayed where she was, and suddenly turned her head to look in the direction of the sound. After recovering, she subconsciously looked at the small bar in the corner of the living room.

A man and a woman turned their backs to her, embracing each other lovingly. The man held a tobacco between his fingers, lifted and dropped it, and a wisp of white smoke poured out from his thin, cool lips.

The woman leaned on his shoulder, seeing that he hadn't spoken, she continued acting coquettishly, with a charming and delicate voice, "Say what, do you miss me?"

"Think...why don't you want to?" In the empty living room, the man's voice was low but domineering, and he was suppressing unknown lust.

An Shuyao couldn't believe that it was her husband who had been secretly married for a year, the latest Oscar winner, Huo Mingze, who was sitting in the wedding room lingering with another woman.

"Since you miss me, why don't you divorce that woman? I really can't wait for a minute for such a long time!"

Huo Mingze sneered, the cigarette butt in his hand disappeared into the crystal ashtray on the bar, and he pulled the woman's slender waist towards him.

The bony fingers lifted her chin, and kissed her lips like a gift.

During the fiery bite, the arc of Huo Mingze's lips was almost distorted, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess."

The woman pushed him away as if she had had enough, "You say that every time, but how long do you have to endure it? She stomps on me at work and shows off her power in front of me every day, and I still want to share with her in private. A man, how long do you think I can endure this situation!"

"Otherwise? What else do you want?" Huo Mingze sneered indifferently.

The woman lowered her head pitifully, "Yes, I can't do anything, you just know how to bully me."

He got out of the high chair and wanted to leave, but Huo Mingze pulled him back, turned and pulled him back, half lying in his arms, "This marriage will definitely be divorced, but definitely not now. It's rare that I have time to come back to see you, don't make trouble. "

Derailed?
betray?

good, very good.

An Shuyao gritted her teeth tightly, stared at the couple in front of the bar like fire, turned around and rushed out the door.

Want a divorce?

Then wait and see.

Driving all the way back to the city, An Shuyao's heart was filled with unspeakable emotions. After taking a few breaths, she turned the steering wheel and took a detour to the most famous bar in Jiangbin.

The bar is built in the busiest area of ​​the city center, like a castle surrounded by flashing neon lights. After entering the bar, you sit directly at the bar and order a few glasses of vodka.

Her appearance undoubtedly brought quite a commotion to the bar.

An Shuyao, a popular and innocent girl in the entertainment industry, came to the bar alone!

A large group of melon-eating people surrounded her to take pictures, and the flash lights were crackling. The scene was indescribably exciting.

But An Shuyao didn't take this into consideration at all, and kept pouring hard alcohol with her head up, her slender hands kept patting on the bar counter, "Is there any more? Another drink, I want more!"

The empty cup was jingled and rolled away by her, and the woman's small face was full of drunkenness, flushing all the way to her fragrant neck.

"Miss An, is it really okay for you to drink like this?" Seeing more and more people gathering around to take pictures, the bartender was a little worried and asked out of good faith.