marital love

Wen Yao didn't pay attention to the harmless verbal dispute.

The first thing after returning to the room, Wen Yao took out her cell phone and called Ye Zhi.

This time it finally worked.

Before she could speak, she was so startled by the deafening explosion music that she covered her ears and almost threw her phone out.

After a few seconds of delay, a woman's uninvited voice came from over there: "...Hello? Hello!"

Wen Yao closed her eyes, "Sister Zhi, it's me."

"Oh, my sister, what's wrong?"

Wen Yao frowned, "It's too noisy over there, can you change to a quieter place, I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute."

Ye Zhi dropped a sentence.

After a while, the other side gradually quieted down, only the crisp movement of high heels and the sound of a woman's breathing.

Then it stopped, and a slightly hoarse female voice came: "What's the matter?"

Wen Yao knew that she was smoking again when she heard the light click of the cigarette lighter.

She glanced at the time, and it was getting late, "Are you still playing outside? Sister Zhi, go back early, it's not safe for you to be outside alone at this late hour."

The sexy woman hummed and laughed, with a slightly teasing tone: "Are I insecure or are those men insecure?"

Wen Yao paused, thinking of Ye Zhi's usual bold and unrestrained style, she couldn't help laughing and crying, a little ashamed.

"Not safe."

After a few shallow chats, Wen Yao got back to business and told Ye Zhi what she saw tonight.

"When I was in the hospital, I seemed to see your little boyfriend with a woman, probably a pregnant woman, and they went to the obstetrics and gynecology department together..."

As she spoke, Wen Yao slowed down her voice, holding her breath and waiting for Ye Zhi's reaction.

Wen Yao was a little worried. Don't look at Ye Zhi's unrestrained and unrestrained publicity. In fact, she has a strong self-esteem. If she is really cuckolded, it is best to stop the loss in time. Too much pull will be disadvantageous.

Only the sound of swallowing clouds and mist can be heard.

"Which little boyfriend?"

Wen Yao was slightly stunned, a little suspicious that her worries seemed too much, and cautiously reminded: "Just today, the one who called your sister."

Ye Zhi sneered, "I've called my sister so many times, I can't remember, but you still have a little impression when you say it, it's just that little boy, right?"

Wen Yao hesitated: "...Yes."

She looks exquisite, and she really has a pretty face.

"He's not my little boyfriend. Don't think too much about it. It doesn't matter to me which woman he's with and whether he goes to the obstetrics or gynecology department."

Wen Yao is a very sensitive person.

Although Ye Zhi's tone sounded frivolous and indifferent, she could still hear a strange emotion from it.

It's not about anger or jealousy, but more like sarcasm.

She has always known that Ye Zhi is playful and flirtatious, and even if she has a good relationship with her, it is not good to inquire too much about matters between relationships, so that's all.

It was Ye Zhi who mentioned her, "Didn't you go on a blind date at night, why did you go to the hospital again?"

Speaking of this, Wen Yao smiled coldly, "It just so happens that I didn't meet a blind date, but I met Yan Sui, who was so frightened that I sprained my foot and was sent to the hospital."

"Scared your feet?"

Ye Zhi felt very novel about this answer, and teased her: "He is so scary, I can't even bear this, you said where did you come from before, so you dared to jump on him."

Forget the past.

Wen Yao didn't even mention it, and said slyly, "Maybe you're fascinated by ghosts."

She is not feeling well during her menstrual period, and she is quite tired after such a torment tonight. I don't know how Wen Xuemin will question her tomorrow, and I feel irritable when I think about it.

Remind her again before hanging up the phone: "Sister Zhi, stop playing, go home and rest early, and send me a message when you arrive."

Ye Zhi replied: "Okay."

After the call ended, Wen Yao lazily spread her limbs and lay down on the bed as if she had no bones.

After a while, he propped his arms up again, glanced at the paper bag next to him out of the corner of his eye, and remembered that his clothes and shoes were still inside.

Bumping and walking over, Wen Yao took out the things, and finally saw the black suit jacket stacked at the bottom, and then suddenly remembered that she also brought back Yan Sui's clothes.

Sitting and thinking for a while, Wen Yao turned around and picked up the phone, found out the previous chat records with Ye Zhi, and copied and pasted a string of unfamiliar numbers from it.

Then edited a text message and sent it.
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It was dark and the lights were dim.

The vehicle runs smoothly on the road.

On the way back, Song Yicen called and asked, "Mr. Yan, what's the matter with you, let's go out and get some air, it's been two hours since I've been through it, how about you?"

"go home."

The man said softly.

Song Yicen laughed angrily, and was convinced again, "Well, I really owe you, I have to finish the game you made yourself, you don't know that Lin Anhe will quarrel with me when I go back late, you really have a way of separating the relationship between husband and wife .”

Yan Sui retorted calmly: "Do you have feelings?"

This made Song Yicen choke, he clicked his tongue impatiently, and then lowered his voice: "At least they are a real couple."

"Well, let her ask me."

Song Yicen snorted and said, "I don't want my wife to have any negotiations with you. If you eat people without spit out bones, hang up."

Yan Sui was not affected at all, and went straight home.

When I got out of the car, I caught a glimpse of a reflection, looked for it, leaned over and took out an earring from under the co-pilot's seat.

Hetian jasper diamond-shaped stone.

It doesn't take much to figure out who dropped it.

Yan Sui stared at the gadget on his fingertips for a few moments before twisting it into his palm to gather it, and then got out of the car.

The main tone of the man's bedroom is gray and white, simple and calm, as cold and indifferent as himself.

When he unbuttoned his shirt, he could smell a stronger fragrance than before, so Yan Sui took it off and threw it into the laundry basket without hesitation.

After taking a shower, I turned to the study.

It was not until the early morning that the man returned to the bedroom.

Picking up the phone and looking at it casually, there are two unread messages from an unfamiliar number without a note.

He clicked.

[Mr. Yan, do you still want your coat? ]
Probably because he was worried that he thought it was a harassing text message, so he added something clever later.

[I am Wen Yao. ]-
After Wen Yao sent the message, she took the dirty laundry downstairs and handed it over to the servants.

About an hour later, the servant came up and knocked on the door, saying that the clothes had been dry-cleaned.

There was still no reply from Yan Sui on the phone, but Ye Zhi's home report was sent.

Wen Yao frowned slightly and put away his suit jacket.

He fell asleep tired and didn't think about other things.

Early the next morning, Wen Yao woke up and saw the message on her phone. She was still in a daze, but she instantly woke up.

The only reply on the mobile page.

One word: [throw].

How atmospheric.

As if he didn't want to have anything to do with her.

Fortunately, she specially told the servants to be more careful when cleaning last night.

It's her being selfish.

Wen Yao didn't even wear shoes, so she ran directly to the cloakroom and pulled out the suit jacket, throwing it into the trash can.

Suddenly remembered that there was a cigarette lighter in his handbag, and threw it away.

As he wished, she would not hesitate to stay.