The beautiful wife of the president

Zhanyan was speechless, she didn't know how much money was needed to measure feelings. 〔@.At this moment, she was very sad, very sad, and her whole body was on the verge of collapse.She never thought that one day, everything between her and Ji Weiyang would end with money.

But before she broke down, Lu Anqi did. She knelt down in front of Zhanyan, crying, "I'm with Weiyang, he's my first man, we really love each other, Zhanyan, please help us, if you are so persistent, it will only make the three of you suffer."

Zhanyan froze in place, raised his chin slightly, smiled ironically, a cold teardrop slowly slipped into the corner of his lips, and a bitterness overflowed between his lips and teeth.At this moment, Zhanyan felt that she was the third party, the one caught between them.

At the moment of the stalemate, the elevator door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and Ji Weiyang came anxiously. He didn't even look at Zhanyan, and squatted down to lift Lu Anqi from the ground. She threw herself into his arms, crying even worse. A small face is pale, looks very wronged. "Weiyang, I can't lose you, without you, I will die, I will really die..."

"I'm here, don't be afraid of An Qi, I won't leave you." Ji Weiyang hugged her and comforted her softly.

At that moment, Zhanyan knew that she had completely lost.She watched Ji Weiyang leave with another woman in her arms, and the light of expectation in her eyes faded away little by little.He said he would explain it to her later, but she felt that it was unnecessary.

Zhanyan's body was leaning against the snow-white wall, she felt powerless all over, and then, she went limp little by little, and fell to a corner.She closed her eyes helplessly, and the darkness instantly engulfed her. She heard the sound of her heart shattering in her chest. This time, she really despaired of him.

Tears flowed down her cheeks without making money, and she covered her lips with her hands tightly to prevent herself from crying.She buried her face in her knees, her body trembling weakly, even if she was crying, she could only cry so subduedly.

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly buzzed, and Ji Weiyang's name kept jumping on the screen.His voice was calm and magnetic, as always fascinating, but Zhanyan knew clearly that it no longer belonged to him, or in other words, it never belonged to him.

"Yan Yan, are you okay? Did An Qi hurt you?" Ji Weiyang's voice was very calm, hiding all worries and pity.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Zhanyan smiled foolishly, then hung up the phone.Looking down at the arms, the bloodstains on the fair skin were horrible, these were naturally Lu Anqi's masterpieces.

Zhanyan went home in the dark, and then started to pack her things, only to pack a small suitcase in the end.That's all she has in this so-called home.The closet is full of brand-name clothes and bags, and there are all kinds of expensive jewelry on the dressing table. Every time the season changes, Ji Weiyang will order someone to send over the latest models. Zhanyan is only responsible for bringing those clothes The pieces were hung in the closet, but never worn, and the hang tags were not even removed.

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