When Ye Zhiqiu ran back panting, he saw the door of his courtyard wide open.
Her heart dropped, and after thinking about it, she stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Zhiqiu." Inside, Wu Ma, who was cleaning, raised her head and saw that the person coming was Ye Zhiqiu, so she said hello softly.[
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and looked around twice.
Her bedroom door was ajar, and she didn't know if anyone was inside.
Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's appearance, Wu Ma asked timidly: "Are you looking for...Mr. Ling?"
Ye Zhiqiu's eyelids twitched and he smiled bitterly and said, "You know everything?"
Wu Ma nodded: "Just now, Mr. Ling opened the door for me."
She said and added: "Mr. Ling and the lady have left."
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.
The soft sofa cushions resisted the weight of Qi's whole body. Ye Zhiqiu felt as if he had fallen into an endless pit. Not only was his whole body's strength drained away, but his spirit also felt extremely weak.
Rubbing her temples, Ye Zhiqiu calmed down. She asked very tiredly: "When did they leave?"
"Well, ten o'clock." Wu Ma stopped her broom, "They were ready to leave just as I arrived."
Wu Ma thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Is that Mr. Ling really your husband?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Do you think he and I look like a couple?"
Wu Ma was speechless. After a long time, she continued to wave the broom.
Ye Zhiqiu said: "Please help me clean the bedroom today. I need to clean it thoroughly from the inside out."
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