414 The difference between a real wife and a mistress! (First update!)
Hua Manyu was sitting on the sofa at her home in Gouyue Community eating oranges when she received a call from Chai Murong.
"I'm two people now. Naturally, I can't sleep and forget about food and sleep because of the company like you. If I'm not at home, where else could I be?" Hua Manyu said in a weird voice, pulled on her slippers and walked to the window, pulling on
He opened the curtains, looked down, and said to his cell phone: "Chairman Chai Da, I saw your car."
"Yeah." Chai Murong gritted his teeth bitterly, looked up, then opened the door and got out of the car: "Wait for me above. I think it's time to end things between us."
Hua Manyu smiled silently, shrugged and said, "What, you want to duel with me? Let me tell you, even though I'm pregnant, I can still beat you into a pig's head."
In order to anger Chai Murong, Hua Manyu didn't wait for her to refute and continued: "Even if I can't beat you, when my son grows up, he will definitely avenge me."
"Stop talking nonsense now and wait until I get up."
"Okay." Hua Manyu picked up the phone and her mind began to race: How could she suddenly come to me alone? Could it be Chu Yang's intention? But he is now far away at the Fourth Base of China, where he cannot be contacted.
It's been less than three months, how could he come forward to handle this matter?
Just when Hua Manyu was frowning and thinking wildly, Chai Murong knocked on her door.
Throwing the phone on the sofa, Hua Manyu picked up a stainless steel knife from the fruit plate and hid it in the right sleeve of her wide home clothes, then walked over and opened the door.
After opening the door, Hua Manyu had no intention of letting Chai Murong into the house. She just leaned on the door frame, folded her hands in front of her chest, and looked her up and down with a pair of beautiful eyes: "What's so important?
You can't bear to disturb a pregnant woman's peace of mind?"
Chai Murong has not yet tasted what it's like to be with her husband, but the flower fox in front of her is pregnant with his child... This matter is definitely something that cannot be described in words for the arrogant Chai Daguan.
What's more, this flirtatious fox always deliberately shows off that she is pregnant with someone's child, without any sense of shame.
Resisting the urge to kick Hua Manyu in the stomach, Chai Murong moved his gaze from her bulging belly to her right arm and said lightly: "You are the one
The only way you can let me in is to kill me with the knife in your right sleeve, and there will never be a scene where I strangle you to death."
After being seen through, Hua Manyu didn't blush, just shrugged indifferently, turned around and walked into the room, sat down in front of and behind the sofa, took out the knife and put it on the coffee table.
But as soon as she retracted her hand, she quickly reached out to grab the knife and put it within reach of her right hand. Then she raised her head and said to Chai Murong, who was holding a black brown paper bag: "This woman, once she is in
After pregnancy, you will exude the glory of motherhood. In order to protect the little life in your belly, you will become extremely careful. Alas, there is no way, mainly because there are too many bad people in the world. According to the prediction of experts from authoritative departments, in a 120
In every two people in a square meter house, there will be one with evil intentions. So... why are you crying?"
Ever since Hua Manyu's pregnancy was revealed by a caring person, she has never met Chai Murong face to face again.
On the one hand, Hua Manyu still understands the meaning of shame. After all, she is at the disadvantage of the mistress. In any era, the mistress is always so weak in front of the real wife. No matter how good the mistress is, the mistress will always
Mistress. It is a truth that before you become a real wife, you will automatically look shorter when facing your real wife.
On the other hand, she was really not sure whether Chai Murong would pounce on her like a lunatic after seeing her...
It can be said that Hua Manyu thought about what would happen after meeting Chai Murong face to face countless times, but she never thought that Chai Mouniu would cry and lie on her lap after sitting down.
Moreover, according to her keen eyesight, she could conclude at a glance that Chai Murong was not a cat crying like a mouse, but was really crying.
If we want to say who understands Chai Murong best in this world, Huamanyu is the one.
Chai Murong's external and internal characters are also something she understands.
Hua Manyu has never seen Chai Murong cry so sadly in all these years since the two of them realized they were fighting openly and secretly.
Suddenly, before Chai Murong came up, the dozen or so conversation plans that she had thought up turned into real concern in an instant, causing Hua Manyu to pat her shoulder gently and frown and say, "You cry.
Damn it, it’s not like your husband is dead! What’s the big deal, why do you come to me to cry? Tell me, who is the blind guy who offended you? I’ll help you cripple him!”
After crying loudly for seven or eight minutes, until the pants on Hua Manyu's knees were soaked, Chai Murong raised his head with sobs, squeezed out the snot from his nose with his hand, and wiped it on Hua Manyu's knees.
On Manyu's lapel, he took a deep breath, opened his eyes and said, "Oh, you guessed it right, I cried precisely because my husband died!"
"What?" Hua Manyu didn't react to Chai Murong's words for a while.
"I thought that Chu Yang and I were just a formal couple. Even if he saved me, my attachment to him had nothing to do with love. I even thought that even if he died in front of me now, I would not lose it.
A tear. But when his death became a reality, I realized how unwilling I was! I hadn’t had time to be a real couple with him yet! But,"
Chai Murong straightened up as he spoke, opened the drawer under the coffee table, took out a box of Chinese cigarettes, glanced at Hua Manyu's belly, put the cigarette box back, and then looked at Hua Manyu whose eyes were getting wider and wider.
Manyu said: "But he died first."
After shaking her head vigorously and swallowing with difficulty, Hua Manyu said happily: "Chai, Chai Murong, I'm warning you, if you tell lies while guarding a pregnant woman, you will be struck by thunder.
What an immoral thing! Isn’t Chu Yang far away in the Fourth Base of China in the South China Sea? Isn’t it impossible for anyone to contact him there? How could he die if he jumped from a hundred-foot-tall building and saved a fool like you?”
"But it is true, he is dead." Chai Murong put the black kraft paper bag on the coffee table: "This is the principal of the Fourth Base of China and Director Liu of the General Logistics Department, who personally gave it to me. Inside is Chu
I haven't opened Yang's belongings yet. I think you are pregnant with his child now? From the perspective of an 'immediate family member', you should also have the right to read his suicide note."
"Suicide note?"
Hua Manyu's mind was buzzing, as if there were hundreds of little bees flying around inside.
She picked up the black brown paper bag in a daze, her hands trembling very much, just like her lips that suddenly lost their color: "Chai Murong, you, tell me the truth, are you playing a prank? You did it on purpose?
Are you using these things to deceive me and trick me into having an abortion? I, I’m warning you, if you let me see any flaws, I’ll make you splash with blood for five steps today!”
Chai Murong's eyes slid slightly, and he said calmly: "You can look at the seal on the seal of the brown paper bag, you can also look at his notes from the suicide note, and you can even check the martyr medal inside. If these
If you are still not convinced, you can also ask your old man to ask. I lied to you? Am I still in the mood to lie to you now? "
"No, no, you must have arranged all this. You all teamed up to lie to me. After I aborted his child, he would appear in front of me, right?"
Manyu's hands were trembling violently as he tried to tear open the brown paper bag, but could not grasp the seal.
"You, you are lying to me, aren't you!?" Her trembling hands could not grasp the seal of the brown paper bag, so Hua Manyu suddenly growled, raised her hand and slammed the brown paper bag out!
Chai Murong looked at the motionless flowers in the paper bag as he sat there as if he was demented, and felt a sense of joy in his heart: My man is dead, and you are also sad! How good!!
"I didn't expect your feelings for him to be so deep. You two were only skin to skin for six or seven days at most. It's really strange. How did it reach such a level?" After seeing Hua Manyu like this, Chai Murong felt that
She felt much better. She stood up, picked up the brown paper bag, tore open the seal with force, and poured the contents onto the coffee table.
With a clanking sound, a gold-red martyr medal and a small envelope fell on the coffee table.
"The ancients have a saying: the white hair is as new and the cover is as old as before." Hua Manyu licked her lips. When she picked up the letter, her hands no longer trembled, just like her calm voice as always: "The thickness of feelings is not measured by time.
It’s measured by length. Similarly, the depth of love is not determined by the number of times you have sex. It’s like you’ve been living with him for so long, but you’re still an ‘original product.’ It’s so pitiful.”
Chai Murong nodded: "Yes, I very much agree with what you said, and I also know that a person's face is directly proportional to his behavior."
"If I were thick-skinned, he wouldn't be forced to rush to the Fourth Base of China." Hua Manyu took the envelope and handed it to Chai Murong: "Come on, your name is on it."
On the envelope, there are five words written "Chai Murong personally expresses it".
Looking at the envelope, a trace of distressed tenderness flashed in Chai Murong's eyes. She shook her head slowly: "Come here, I'm afraid my tears will wet the letter paper."
Hua Manyu didn't say anything else, she tore open the envelope neatly with her delicate hands and pulled out a thin piece of letter paper.
After seeing this letter, Hua Manyu suddenly smiled: "Chai Murong, you are really a failure as a wife. Even if he is really dead, you can judge from the suicide note he left for you.
There must not be much content about you in it. In other words, he has nothing to write about you."
"The reason why his suicide note has so little paper is because he didn't expect that he would die." Chai Murong said, leaning his head on Hua Manyu's shoulder, like sisters, and together they began to read Chu's legacy.