Anyway, few rich people these days have clean money.
Even the Jiang family, didn’t their ancestors start their business by showing people Feng Shui cemeteries? You don’t need to think about it to know that they must have been the accomplices in forcing the ancestral graves of many poor people to be relocated, and there were even more nasty crimes. Otherwise, how could there be such a thing?
Is there such a comfortable life as today with servants serving well-dressed and well-fed people?
All magnificence is built on blood, tears and bones. This is the original sin of mankind.
She didn't care about these things, she just wanted to know if he was deceiving her?
But what did she hear?
Hearing a charming female voice, she seemed to be greeting Bai Yanbing with great tenderness.
Respectful, flattering, seductive, heartbreaking.
Subconsciously, Jiang Zimo grabbed the soft and warm rabbit fur on his chest tightly, and curled up into a ball as if he was afraid of the cold. He was talking to that woman... What did he say?
As if he was deliberately flirting, he said softly: "I miss you too, baby...".
Her heart was suddenly tightened, and then, a sharp pain penetrated her entire heart!
No! No! He would not just run away from her and then immediately run to kiss and embrace another woman as if nothing had happened, or even...
She held her head and painfully forced herself not to think about that fact. She told herself that he would not deceive her like this. His strong love for her could even be felt by her who had never believed in love.
How could that kind of feeling be fake?
No!
Jiang Zimo desperately wanted to quiet her chaotic thoughts. She wanted to take off her earphones. Yes, as long as she took off her earphones, everything there would have nothing to do with her. She didn't want to know anything.
But that earphone was attached to her ear, as if it had a huge magical power. Her heart felt like it was being bitten by thousands of ants, and she tossed and turned in pain. She almost felt like she was going crazy again.
Until the sound of a door closing sounded in the earphones, and "Boom!" seemed to hit her fragile heart.
No! She can't sit back and wait for death like this. Everyone knows what will happen in the room after the sound of the door closing.
Jiang Zimo quickly sat up from the sofa like a frightened and irritated cat, rushed to the elevator door in threes and fives, then took the elevator downstairs and got into his car, driving at full speed like lightning.
Go to the villa in the outer suburbs.
Along the way, she ran through several red lights and turned the lightweight mini into a sports car in the wind and snow.
Ten minutes later, she finally stopped the car in front of the carved door at a furious speed.
Surprisingly, all the bodyguards here today are gone. In the empty yard, there are only two cars parked in front of a row of cedar trees in the yard.
Jiang Zimo just passed by at a glance, and she saw a red BMW car. The red color was dazzling and heartbreaking.
She had thrown her headphones on the sofa long ago, and she rushed straight to the second floor.
Then, they came to the door of the room where they had left sweet memories.
Sure enough, there was a very vague voice in the room, and she remembered the female voice very clearly.
But what about him? Is he really in there? Or did he hear it wrongly?
The room seemed quiet. For a long time, Jiang Zimo almost comforted himself by believing that Bai Yanbing was not in there at all.