Seeing the little fat girl shaking her head and mumbling words, Shen Zhen found it inexplicably interesting.
"Hey, are you having epilepsy?"
"You're the one who's having epilepsy!"
After replying, Zeng Fang immediately said: "Thank you for sending me back. I'm going back. You can go."
Shen Zhen sneered and threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, raised his foot and stamped it out.
"Okay, you are the only one who is ready to attack me and then go away."
After saying that, Shen Zhen strode past her, bringing with him a cold tobacco-scented wind, walked around the front of the car and got into the cab.
Zeng Fang held her bag and watched him get into the car, turn the key to start the car, and then said something strangely, "Don't play it too late!"
She didn't know if the engine was too loud and drowned out her voice. Shen Zhen didn't respond. He just looked at the rearview mirror and skillfully turned the steering wheel to prepare to reverse the car.
After backing up the car, the driver's window suddenly lowered, revealing Shen Zhen's somewhat blurry but handsome face.
"What did you say?"
Zeng Fang's face heated up, "I have nothing to do these two days on the weekend, so I will go over to Fake."
Shen Zhen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, nodded to express his understanding, then stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep drove away like an arrow off the string.
Zeng Fang fanned the smell of exhaust that stung her nose, turned around and entered the alley with her bag in her arms.
What she didn't know was that after she entered the alley, the jeep slowly backed up again. It wasn't until she saw her entering the small courtyard that the jeep drove away again.
On the Shanghai side, Shao Mo arrived at the hotel room at 5:30 pm. In order to surprise Lingchuan, she did not tell Lingchuan in advance, but prepared a candlelight dinner in advance, put on a beautiful dress, and warmed up by the fire. Wait for Lingchuan to come back.
Lingchuan's training ends at 6 o'clock. If he doesn't stay outside, he will return to the hotel at 6:30.
But until 8 o'clock in the evening, Lingchuan didn't come back. The fried steak was cold, and even the candles on the candlestick were almost burned out.
Shao Mo couldn't sit still and took out his mobile phone to call Ling Chuan. At this moment, there was movement outside the door.
Shao Mo was overjoyed and opened the door, but when he saw the scene outside the door, it was like someone poured a bucket of cold water on his head, and the smile on his face quickly solidified.
The woman outside the door was also surprised. She looked up at the house number, and then at the beautiful Shao Mo, with hesitation on her face, "Who are you?"
Shao Mo held back his anger and pointed at Lingchuan who was being supported by the waiter, "I am his wife, who are you?"
The woman's face showed surprise and embarrassment, but she quickly covered it up and explained with a smile: "I am Linda Wan, and I am Manager Ma's assistant. Manager Ma also drank a lot tonight, so he sent me specially. Send Mr. Ling back to rest."
Shao Mopi smiled, "So that's it. If you didn't explain, I almost misunderstood. I thought someone wanted to do something to my husband while I was away."
Linda Wan smiled so hard that she couldn't hide her embarrassment, "Mrs. Ling was joking and successfully delivered Mr. Ling to Mrs. Ling. I have completed the task. It's getting late, so I won't disturb you two from resting. Goodbye." "
"Go slowly and don't see me off."
Linda Wan turned around and the smile on her face fell instantly.
Manager Ma deliberately made Ling Chuan drunk and asked her as an assistant to take Ling Chuan back. His intention was self-evident, but he did not want to kill Mrs. Ling, Cheng Yaojin, halfway.
It's good this time, because the matter didn't work out and Mrs. Ling was offended.
After leaving the hotel, Linda Wan immediately called Manager Ma to report.
In the hotel room, the staff helped the unconscious Lingchuan to the bed and left quietly.
Shao Mo put his hands on his hips and stared at the man on the bed with wide-open almond eyes.
If looks could kill, Lingchuan would have died a hundred and eighty times ago.
Isn't it my fault that I can't count my drinking capacity? I actually went to drink with others and got drunk like this. If she hadn't come tonight, that Fanta would still be a Fanta. It would be weird if I didn't eat him up!
Shao Mo came from a top wealthy family in her previous life, and was well versed in the power and sex transactions of the upper class. She also knew that Lingchuan was being plotted this time, but she was still very angry, so angry that she was about to explode on the spot.
If she hadn't known that Lingchuan was rough and thick and she couldn't hit him, she would have just slapped him awake.
Shao Mo picked up the wine glass on the table, went to the bathroom and filled a glass of water, and poured it all onto Lingchuan's face.
The power of the cold water in the cold winter can be imagined. Lingchuan sat up on the bed with a tremor.
Although he was awake, his mind was still awake. He stared blankly at Shao Mo standing in front of him. After a long time, he tentatively called out, "Daughter-in-law?"
Shao Mo sneered, "Wake up."
As if in a dream, Lingchuan wiped his face in disbelief, and ended up wiping his hands full of water.
He lowered his head and stared at the water on his hand for a while, then looked up at her, "Daughter-in-law? Am I dreaming?"
Shao Mo stepped forward and slapped him on the face.
"Does it hurt?"
Lingchuan was completely confused. He didn't know whether it was because he was stunned or because of the alcohol. He just nodded blankly.
"As long as it hurts, it won't hurt if you dream."
"Daughter-in-law, you, why are you here?"
The person was also beaten, and the tightness in Shao Mo's heart finally subsided.
She did not answer the man's words, "You go to sleep first, and we will talk when you wake up."
After saying that, she picked up the down jacket on the sofa and put it on. Just as she was about to leave, she saw a table of candlelight dinner that she had carefully arranged by the window. She bent down and picked up the trash can and walked over.
"Boom!"
"Wow!"
"Boom!"
She threw the cups, plates, cutlery, wine bottles, and everything on the table into the trash can. Even the candlesticks were the same. The half-burned candles were soaked directly into the decanter. Even the tablecloth was torn off and crumpled into a ball and thrown on the ground.
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After doing this, Shao Mo stepped on his high heels and turned to leave.
Lingchuan, who was sitting on the bed, finally reacted and stumbled forward to hug her.
The man was very strong and she couldn't break away at all, so Shao Mo simply stopped struggling.
"Lingchuan, I don't care if you are sober or confused now, I will only say this once, either you let me go now, or we get a divorce tomorrow."
The word "divorce" was obviously very powerful, and the restraint on her was suddenly loosened.
Shao Mo walked towards the door without looking back.
Lingchuan followed her, "Daughter-in-law, where are you going? Wife-in-law, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
The moment he closed the door, Shao Mo couldn't help but look back.
The man stood at the door of the room, his eyes were red, his face was pale, and his expression showed panic, grievance, and confusion. He seemed not to understand what was going on, or maybe he thought it was just a nightmare.
The weather station said there will be first snow in Shanghai tonight. The snow has not fallen yet, but the temperature is so low that it makes people shiver.
And Shao Mo's mood was just like the weather tonight, as cold as an ice cellar.