"Why are you looking at me? I know you are afraid of losing right now. If you are really so confident about Brother Jun's feelings for you, why would you eavesdrop on him?" Ye Ziyuan smiled evilly, "Ah - I'm really
I can’t imagine how hard it would be for a person to find out that his or her words and deeds are being distrustfully monitored by the closest people around him. If you still want to be your Mrs. Ou, go back and destroy the recording yourself.
That’s it, haha.”
Ali's face turned pale, and her eyes almost burst out with fire. Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Ye Ziyuan hard in the face. Five fingerprints suddenly appeared on Ye Ziyuan's snow-white face.
After she finished typing, she spat at her, grabbed her bag and strode out. When she was at the door, she almost met Ouyang Jun who came in a hurry.
"Ali! Why are you here!?" Ouyang Jun hugged her.
"Go away! Don't touch me!" Ali shouted hoarsely, her lips trembling.
Ouyang Jun let go of his hand and turned to look at Ye Ziyuan, whose face was already red and swollen in the living room. She was standing there, not knowing what to do.
"Let that woman go away!" Ali said coldly.
"Ali! Let's go back and talk, okay?" Ouyang Jun pulled Ali out.
"Let me go and let that woman go!" Ali screamed.
Ye Ziyuan covered her face and looked at them blankly.
Ouyang Jun turned his attention to her, hoping that she would come to the rescue, and he left to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Ye Ziyuan stood there motionless.
"You let her go! Let her go! Otherwise I will die for you!" Ali shouted, suddenly hitting her head against the wall.
Ouyang Jun hugged her, but Ali's forehead was still bleeding. "Please don't make trouble! I'll just tell her to leave!" Ouyang Jun yelled in annoyance, and he turned to look at him with pleading eyes.
Ye Ziyuan.
"I will not seek life and death with you, and I will leave, but I walked out of here today, so don't expect me to look back." Ye Ziyuan's tone was light and cold. She went into the bedroom and took her
After the bag came out, she looked at Ouyang Jun and continued: "You know I never like to be sloppy or repetitive in doing things. I'm leaving, so there's no need to say goodbye." She strode to the door with her head held high and passed Ouyang Jun.
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"Stop!" Ouyang Jun grabbed her arm.
Ali's eyes suddenly turned desperate.
She pushed Ouyang Jun away and stumbled out.
"Ali!" Ouyang Jun let go of Ye Ziyuan and ran out to chase her.
Ye Ziyuan covered her face that was numb with pain, returned to the living room gloomily, threw her bag on the sofa, and lay down weakly. Although Ali left, the recording was in her hand, although she would not take it now
Come out, but it's always a landmine.
She had calculated everything but failed to realize that there was something wrong here. She stretched out her foot and kicked the ashtray on the coffee table to the ground in frustration. With a clang, the ashtray was smashed and glass shards were scattered all over the floor.
Ouyang Jun chased out, hugged the frantic Ali, put him into his car, and ordered the driver to go home.
When she entered the house, Ali had cried until her whole body was convulsing. She broke away from Ouyang Jun's arms and stood in the middle of the living room, her body so thin that she seemed to be crumbling.
"Ali, don't be like this." Ouyang Jun wanted to go over and hug her.
"Don't come here! Ouyang Jun, let me ask you, have you ever loved me?" Ali took a few steps back, pointed at Ouyang Jun and asked tremblingly.
"Of course I love you." Ouyang Jun said.
"Then why didn't you let her go! You don't love me at all! You only asked me to be your Ouyang Jun's wife because of my brother's entrustment before his death!" Ali burst into tears.
"Look at what you said, after so many years, haven't I treated you badly? We grew up together and have been flesh and blood relatives for a long time. This affection cannot be replaced by anyone. Please don't be so entangled, okay?
"Ouyang Jun said.
"But I am your wife! I am your wife! Not just a relative, but also a lover. It's okay for you to have an affair with her behind my back, but you dare not let her go in front of me. What's going on in your heart?
Who cares? Are you so afraid of her leaving?" Ali cried hysterically.
Ouyang Jun sat on the sofa in annoyance and remained silent while his wife squatted on the ground and cried.
"Ali, don't be sad. In short, I will never leave you." After smoking a cigarette, Ouyang Jun put out the cigarette butt and said.
"Is it because of your brother's kindness to you? Because you don't want to owe a debt of conscience?" Ali looked at him resentfully.
"We are husband and wife. Apart from those, of course there is also -"
"Is there still love?" Ali interrupted him and sneered with tears in her eyes.
Ouyang Jun looked at her and nodded.
"Where is that woman?" Ali asked.
"I told you not to be so entangled! I will not leave you, I love you too, and I will take good care of you. What else do you want? You can be your Mrs. Ou with peace of mind, take good care of your body, and give birth to me.
A child is the right way, don't be too scrupulous about what a man does outside, understand?" Ouyang Jun stood up and roared.
Ali was so angry that he trembled. She suddenly grabbed the vase beside her and threw it at Ouyang Jun.
Ouyang Jun hid in a hurry, and the vase was smashed to the ground. The splashed fragments cut his leg with a bloody mark.
"Are you crazy?" Ouyang Jun yelled angrily. He turned around and walked out. He walked to the door and said coldly to Ali: "If you know your taste, just live a good life. We will still be the same as before. If you want to make trouble like this
I'm so upset, I'll live with her from today on."
"Get out!" Ali screamed.
Ouyang Jun went out and closed the door firmly with his backhand.
The muffled sound of "bang" seemed to hit Ali's heart. Ali fell to the ground, crying so hard that the sky was dark.
"Bitch! I won't let you go!" She gritted her teeth.
I don't know how long it took, but the servant came in gently, helped her up from the ground, lay down on the sofa, and cleaned up the broken glass on the floor.
"Madam, please stop being like this. Your body is your own if you are so angry. I've boiled the medicine and I'll bring it to you. You can drink it while it's hot." The servant said softly.
"Take medicine, take medicine. My blood will taste bitter, and there is still no movement in my stomach. I don't have the confidence to take any more." Ali said, two lines of tears streaming down her face.
"You just started taking this prescription prescribed by the doctor. It may have some effect. Just wait, I'll bring it over." After the servant finished speaking, he brought a bowl of Chinese medicine from the kitchen and handed it to Ali.
Ali looked at the dark Chinese medicine in her hand, drank it in one gulp with tears in her eyes, put down the bowl, picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.
"Mother Liu, do you think that if I can't conceive a child, will my husband abandon me? Or give birth outside?" Ali asked the servant.
"Don't think so much. Sir has always been very kind to you and would not be so heartless." The servant comforted.
"But he has started to have no conscience." Ali lay down and murmured to the servant or to herself.
"However, if you have a child, your husband will definitely be on your side. You still need to work harder to recuperate your body and get pregnant. Are you afraid that you won't be able to drive away the vixen?" the servant said.