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Chapter Thirty-Three A Beautiful Woman Walks Out of Her Husband's Room

Ye Beibei looked up and saw a brightly lit hotel across the road. There were clean and warm rooms with TVs, computers, and 24-hour hot water. But how long could she stay there? It was not hers after all.

Home!

When she thought of home, she thought of her father and mother again, and started to cry sadly, and then she thought of the reason why she was kicked out of the house, and then she thought of Jiang Yuezhou, yes, Jiang Yuezhou! This man became her boyfriend a month and a half ago.

The man who became my man a few months ago and my husband a few hours ago!

Why didn't she go find him? He made her homeless, so he should give her a home.

Thinking of looking for Jiang Yuezhou, Ye Beibei habitually picked up the phone and wanted to call Jiang Yuezhou to pick her up. However, because she was kicked out, she only wore a suspender skirt and came out in a hurry without bringing her phone.

Fortunately, there was a small pocket in her skirt. She rummaged through her pockets and luckily there was still some change in it. She reached out to hail a taxi and took a taxi to the apartment where Jiang Yuezhou had taken her to this morning.

The apartment that Jiang Yuezhou lived in was a hotel-style apartment with an excellent location. It was worth every inch of land and it was close to their company. Later, Ye Beibei found out that this hotel-style apartment was under Jiang Yuezhou's name. No wonder he

The location of the room we stayed in would be so good, on the top floor, and he was the only one on the entire floor.

Ye Beibei didn't have a key card. Fortunately, she had been here several times with someone as imposing as Jiang Yuezhou. The security guard and doorman downstairs all knew her and pressed the elevator button for her enthusiastically.

When Ye Beibei stood in front of Jiang Yuezhou's apartment, she hesitated slightly. Although she and Jiang Yuezhou were already close, both physically and legally, they were very unfamiliar emotionally. She was like this

Would Jiang Yuezhou welcome him when he came to visit in the middle of the night? He asked himself why he came and what would he say? Would he be unhappy when he heard that his parents opposed the marriage?

Ye Beibei was thinking a lot, looking at the heavy security door, and suddenly thought, what should I do if Jiang Yuezhou is not at home? Where else can I go to find him? What if we can't find him?

Just when Ye Beibei was thinking about thousands of possibilities, the door in front of her suddenly opened, and a possibility that she had never thought of appeared, and it shocked her the most!

A young and beautiful woman stood in front of the open door, wearing a snow-white shirt, a blue suit skirt, slender high heels, a slender waist, light makeup on her face, and her hair neatly tied behind her head.

Her fair and graceful neck supported her head slightly, with a proud air.

"Little girl, do you have a problem?" The woman's voice was pleasant, and she frowned slightly as she looked at Ye Beibei in front of her.

Ye Beibei was a little stunned by the woman in front of her. No matter how stupid she was, she still knew what it meant when such a beautiful woman came out of Jiang Yue's boat house in the middle of the night.

She was in a panic for a moment, not knowing how to deal with this beautiful woman who came out of her legal husband's room. Should she cry, make a fuss, or yell and make an earth-shattering noise? Before she could think of anything,

, the legs have begun to move backward unsatisfactorily.

When she turned around and took two steps, she heard Jiang Yuezhou's distant voice coming from the door, "Abao, who are you talking to?"

Ye Beibei continued to move forward in embarrassment, tears smearing all over his face again. Damn it, even the name was so affectionate, why not pay it back to Ah Bao!

She had never known that there was such pain in the world. It made people's hearts break out in cold sweat. This kind of pain was unfamiliar and caught her off guard when it hit her heart.

She knew how such a man could fall into her hands so easily! These days, she felt like she had an extremely luxurious dream. She was flattered, frightened, and her heart was hanging in her throat every day. Now, now

Well, this dream is finally broken!

Ye Beibei walked out of the apartment door crying and stayed there for a long time. For a moment, she felt like she didn't know where she was. She looked around and felt empty in her heart. She was standing in a helpless place. Her parents were there.

He didn't want her anymore, Jiang Yuezhou betrayed her, and she felt like she was in a desert, with a desolate scene in front of her.

A taxi drove slowly by and honked the horn twice at Ye Beibei. Ye Beibei knew that he had nowhere to go, but he couldn't stand in front of someone else's apartment and cried, so he wiped his eyes indiscriminately.

With tears in her eyes, she reached out and stopped the rental.

She had just opened the door of the taxi, and before she could get in, she was pulled back by a big hand that suddenly stretched out from behind, "Ah!" Before she could exclaim, her eyes met Jiang Yuezhou's with great dismay.

Yue's face, the cold moonlight made his handsome features look even more stern, with an intimidating aura, "Why don't you come in when you're here?" Jiang Yuezhou, who spoke coldly, immediately noticed the tears on her face and frowned.

: "Your head is full of mud. You would rather torture yourself here and think about those messy things than leave after asking for the reason?"

Ye Beibei was very angry at this time, but when facing Jiang Yuezhou, she was useless and did not dare to shout out her anger. She just lowered her head and said nothing, passively resisting, feeling that she was completely useless like this.

At this moment, the sound of high-heeled shoes rushed over. Ye Beibei looked up and saw the beautiful Ah Bao. Jiang Yuezhou casually pointed at the Ah Bao: "My secretary, Li Abao. This is..." Jiang Yuezhou

Zhou glanced at Ye Beibei again. Although her current image made it difficult for him to speak, he still said clearly: "My wife, Ye Beibei."

Li Abao has been Jiang Yuezhou's secretary for many years and knows the life of this cold and powerful boss very well. He has never heard of him getting married. He is also very strict in his life style. How could he suddenly have a wife, and she is such a...



After Ye Beibei came home today, she took a shower and changed clothes before she had an argument with her parents. She only wore a suspender baby dress, bare legs, and ran out with a pair of flip-flops. At this time, she was crying.

With a gorgeous face and disheveled hair, she stood next to the well-dressed, calm and tall Jiang Yuezhou. Some people believed that she was Jiang Yuezhou's daughter.

Jiang Yuezhou looked at Ye Beibei, who looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of him, and knew that what his wife said was a bit strange. He, who never talked much, rarely explained to Li Abao, "We registered this afternoon."

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Those who can keep up with Jiang Yuezhou and accompany Jiang Yuezhou in all the wars for so many years have naturally become experts. As Jiang Yuezhou's secretary, Li Abao naturally has the same keen observation and action ability as Jiang Yuezhou.

Her surprise only flashed by, and then she said calmly: "The president didn't go to the company today. I just sent some documents that were eagerly waiting to be signed to the president to see, and we talked about what to do tomorrow.

The acquisition matter has been delayed a bit late. Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, if there is nothing else, I will go back first!"

With such a watertight explanation, Jiang Yuezhou was always satisfied with Li Abao's work. He nodded silently.

Li Abao smiled at them again and said, "Goodbye!" But just after she turned around, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and a surging sense of decline surged into her eyes, but she still straightened her shoulders and walked forward.

, the sound of the pointed heels tapping on the marble floor is crisp and rhythmic.


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