Liang Yimo immediately sat up from the bed. Her first reaction was to look at the sleeping Qingqing. Fortunately, she was not woken up, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Liang Yimo whispered, "Why are you so crazy? What will you do if you disturb Qingqing?"
The cool night wind came in through the door. Liang Yimo couldn't help but shuddered in his thin pajamas. The man stood at the door with a reserved expression on his face.
"Give you a minute, get up immediately and join me in the room."
Ye Chen's expression was all hidden in the night, and Liang Yimo couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. If there was a light, she would definitely see an ice cube face with a bad look on his face.
Seeing that Liang Yimo didn't move, Ye Chen stood up and walked towards the bed. Liang Yimo exclaimed. She was afraid of waking up Qingqing and letting her see an embarrassing scene, so she had to struggle quietly in Ye Chen's arms.
The voice was so low that it couldn't be lowered, "Ye Chen, please let me go. Do you hear me?"
Ye Chen groaned, "Don't move."
Fortunately, the light was not turned on now, otherwise I would have been able to see her expression at this moment, how embarrassed she was.
Liang Yimo understood now and didn't dare to move. The temperature around him gradually began to rise.
"You are such a goblin."
Ye Chen hugged Liang Yimo and his steps were a little messy and hurried, but he still retained the last of his sense and closed Qingqing's door and rushed back to his bedroom in a few steps.
Liang Yimo lay on the bed with her back to Ye Chen, Ye Chen's chest behind her was tightly pressed against hers, sobbing softly.
Ye Chen hugged her from behind, crawled into her ear and whispered some love words. He wanted to tell all the words he had never said to her before, how much he missed her and how much he loved her.
.
Ye Chen would not have said these words in the past. He had always been aloof, and Young Master Ye, who was praised by everyone, would never say such lingering words to coax a woman.
Even disdainful.
But now he just wants to tell her that as long as her woman's heart softens for a moment, he can slowly soften her heart.
In this life, he only recognized her as his woman.
At this moment, he was so satisfied.
After six years of emptiness and six years of erotic dreams, when he met her, he felt how God had favored him.
Ye Chen never believed this before, but now he begins to believe it, and he only believes it for her.
Liang Yimo's hands were clenched tightly under the quilt, and in her ears was the man's tender whisper, telling her of his longing and love. The man seemed to have changed into a different person, blindly trying to please herself, but she was extremely conflicted in her heart.
She hated that she had a physical reaction to his teasing, and even more hated that she begged him when she couldn't control her feelings.
Even she herself felt that she was a bit pretentious. Aren't they enemies?
How could she still be with him.
She felt sorry for her mother, father and Xiaoxuan.
How to do it?
Ye Chen hugged her from behind, and Liang Yimo leaned his head in his arms. Ye Chen said with satisfaction, "Yimo, let's not quarrel, okay? We have missed these years, and I don't want to miss you anymore."
I don’t want anything more…”
Zhang Xiaowen received these photos on the second day after Ye Chen went abroad.
The woman's voluptuous figure clings to the man's strong body, her snow-white body and wheat-colored skin blend into each other. The woman's waist is like a water snake, crawling under the man's feet and slowly rising up. The man's hands are holding the woman's plumpness. The scene is
So fragrant.
A photo in Zhang Xiaowen's hand became wrinkled and slowly crumpled into a ball. The faces of the men and women in the photo became distorted and ferocious. The lighter clicked and the photo in her hand turned into a ball of soot.
Zhang Xiaowen looked at all this calmly, "Where is he now?"
Standing behind him was a tall, thin man wearing dark glasses, a black suit, and meticulously combed hair. The man held a camera in his hand and stood aside with a professional sense.
He is a private detective. Housewives like Zhang Xiaowen come to him to check on their husbands, and eight out of ten people have the same request.
Looking at the elegant woman in front of him, he felt not only pity.
The gorgeous clothes set off her nobility and elegance, and her beauty is stunning.
But such a beautiful woman still can't keep her husband's heart.
The woman's sadness also gradually infected him. He just used people's money to do things for others. He had seen this kind of thing so much that he became numb. He just reported his husband's whereabouts as a routine matter, "Mr. Ye, he has already After taking a ride to the Mediterranean, Ms. Shen in the photo still stayed in Mr. Ye's apartment outside and never left."
Zhang Xiaowen rubbed her eyebrows and handed over an envelope a little tiredly, "This is your reward. I hope you have professional ethics."
"Mrs. Ye, please rest assured. In our industry, credibility is what matters."
"That's good, I'm sorry to bother you."
"No, this is what I should do."
Zhang Xiaowen suddenly felt a little tired. So what if she became his wife? She was not in his heart. She would only make him disgusted at best.
Liang Yimo is gone, and now she is not even as good as Shen Jiayao. At least they have a moment of happiness. After six years of marriage, all she wants is for him to look at her one more time.
But, he never did.
Not even touching it.
Perfume, Louis Vuitton, clothes, and graceful figure, even she is fascinated by herself.
Shen Jiayao looked at her body in the mirror. It was too perfect. She was now in Ye Chen's apartment, waiting for him to come back.
Be her woman and be by her side no matter what, this is what she wants.
It seems that God still favors her, doesn't it?
Shen Jiayao smiled charmingly in the mirror. In the end, after going round and round, he still belonged to her.
hehe.
She laughed again and again. Sooner or later, Mrs. Ye's position would be hers.
When the doorbell rang, Shen Jiayao secretly rejoiced, thinking that Ye Chen wanted her to come back early. She only wore a bath towel around her body and happily ran over to open the door.
"Chen, you...are you?"
Shen Jiayao stood at the door with an unhappy expression on her face, looking at the elegant woman in front of her.
Huh, don't think that just because you put on the clothes of a noble lady, you think you are a well-known Shuyuan. Zhao Xiaowen used to be just an old woman who followed Chen behind, so what qualifications do she have to compete with you.
Zhang Xiaowen walked past Shen Jiayao and walked into the living room. She calmly sat down on the sofa and looked up and down at Shen Jiayao who was wearing only a bath towel at the door.
"Miss Shen, please sit down."
As if she were the hostess here, she invited the other party.
After Shen Jiayao received Zhang Xiaowen's gaze, she was a little angry, but she still endured it, raised her proud head, and sat down in front of Zhang Xiaowen, with her legs exposed. She was twiddling her hands without caring, "Miss Zhang, What do you want from me?"
Zhang Xiaowen already had two cups of brewed tea in front of her, and she politely invited her, "Miss Shen, please drink tea!"
Zhang Xiaowen smiled at her, elegantly picked up the tea and smelled it, then took a small sip, leisurely and contentedly.
This posture was like the hostess here, calm and natural. Shen Jiayao felt that she had become a clown at this moment, a third party who broke into other people's lives.
Shen Jiayao was extremely angry, "Zhang Xiaowen, don't beat around the bush with me, tell me your purpose."
It was obvious that she and Chen met first. When she and Chen were together, this woman was nothing. But at that time, she did not expect that many years later, the silent woman following Chen would become her Mrs. Ye. The obstacle, after she removed her opponent, was taken up by this woman.
Mrs. Ye's position was originally hers, and she never felt that she had done anything wrong.
"Since you said that, let me put it more bluntly. Here is five million. Take this money and leave here. Don't pester my husband."
Zhang Xiaowen took out a check from her bag and handed it to Shen Jiayao.
Shen Jiayao found it extremely ridiculous. Looking at the check in front of her, she laughed loudly, her branches trembling with laughter. She stood up, untied her bath towel, revealing her young and flower-like body, and walked into the cloakroom without avoiding suspicion. , while looking back at Zhang Xiaowen charmingly, as if provoking.
Shen Jiayao took out her bra and underwear from the dressing room and put them on one by one. Then she picked out a bright red skirt from the hanger and put it on herself. The bright red skirt made her skin white and rosy. , she began to put on makeup in front of the mirror, applying foundation, blush, and eyeliner.
The big bath towel still fell on the floor. Zhang Xiaowen sat motionless in the living room, drinking hot tea from the cup, sipping the tea carefully and slowly.
Luxurious clothes wrap her body, charming and beautiful.
Shen Jiayao walked out again, dressed in gorgeous clothes and exquisite makeup, which made her facial features more pure and beautiful. She threw the bath towel on the floor into the basket and sat down in front of Zhang Xiaowen generously, "Sorry , I just changed my clothes, what do you think, my clothes are beautiful, isn’t it? Chen sent this to me from abroad the day before yesterday. He is still thinking of me abroad, how can I be willing to leave him? "
"Ms. Shen, it's immoral to destroy other people's marriages."
Shen Jiayao looked at her disdainfully, "Zhang Xiaowen, don't tell me this. You can marry Chen because you have to resort to tricks. I tell you that Mrs. Ye's position will be mine sooner or later. If you know how to get along, get out of here. I will give you a thousand Wan, if you divorce Chen, I will take good care of your son for you, otherwise I cannot guarantee what will happen in the future."
This is probably the most arrogant third party in history. Shen Jiayao, who is dressed in famous brands, suddenly becomes more aggressive and makes harsh words that ordinary people cannot resist.
This is no longer the innocent and lovely girl next door from F University. After being rebaptized by the disaster, she has been reborn from the ashes. She no longer wants to be the target of bullying. She does not want to watch the man she loves being bullied by others. She didn't want her happiness to slip away quietly.