The wife doesn't come anymore, the domineering president is extremely in love

037 From now on, you will have no chance to cry for him

037 You won't have a chance to cry for him from now on Looking at the man next to Cayenne, Zhuo Yiran's eyes changed, and then, he forced Su Qinghuan to face him, frowned, and asked, "What are you talking about?" Did he come with him?"

Through the thick clothes, Su Qinghuan still felt that Zhuo Yiran was hurting her, she struggled a bit, and backed away, "Yi Ran, do you remember what I told you before, I can't stand deception in my relationship?" .”

"Did you hear what someone said?"

"Is there anything you can't let me know?"

Su Qinghuan raised her eyes and fixedly looked into his eyes. In his eyes, she could no longer see the pampering he had shown her before. Instead, it was deception.

He didn't speak for a long time, Su Qinghuan turned around, and he didn't stop her again.

The interior of the cayenne was very warm, the car slowly passed by Zhuo Yiran, Su Qinghuan lowered her eyes, and did not look at him again.

"Didn't you tell him about the photo?"

Knowing that she was sad, she shouldn't have brought up this matter at this time, but Gu Qijing felt that some things should be resolved quickly.

Su Qinghuan took a breath, raised her hand, tore off the necklace from her neck, and put it in her pocket, "You don't need to ask."

She said lightly.

There should have been a necklace around Zhuo Yiran's neck. They bought it on the first anniversary, and she had never seen him take it off before. Just now, she didn't see that necklace.

Doesn't this explain everything?

When you are with other women, naturally you can't wear her token of love.

……

The car finally stopped in front of the villa in Zidong Garden, and it was only then that Su Qinghuan realized that he had brought her to his house again.

Without saying a word, Gu Qijing dragged her into the house.

While changing her shoes, Su Qinghuan found that he brought her a pair of women's white indoor slippers. When he came yesterday, he said he didn't have any.

"Go up and take a hot bath, cry if you want to cry, you won't have a chance to cry for him in the future." He turned around and continued, "I'll get the pajamas for you later."

Su Qinghuan couldn't lift her spirits, she did what he said, but she didn't understand why she didn't have a chance to cry for Zhuo Yiran in the future?

……

Seeing Gu Qijing drinking at the bar again, Su Qinghuan went upstairs, stayed here for two nights, and was already familiar with the road.

The whole apartment is based on dark colors, which is a man's preference at first glance.

Walking into the bathroom, she took off her coat and turned on the shower. Soon, steaming hot water poured down from the shower head, engulfing the entire bathroom...

……

Downstairs, the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is already very thick.

The man was leaning against the bar, the wine glass in front of him was already empty.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. Four or ten minutes had passed since she went up.

Thinking of her sad look along the way, he unconsciously frowned.

Putting the wine back where it was, he went upstairs, first took a set of casual clothes from his bedroom, and then went to the room where she slept.

The light in the built-in bathroom was on, and when he heard the sound of 'squeaking' water, his thick eyebrows couldn't help but deepened...

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