This man who doesn't love her still retains what she gave him, but his heart is given to others.
So what's the use of keeping her stuff?
"There is something I want to tell you." Wu Dongqiang looked at her and continued to say that she didn't respond: "Next month... Xiaoke and I will get married, and this is what I owe him."
Even though she had already prepared for this a long time ago, when she heard him say it in person, Yang Taotao still couldn't help but feel heartache and twitch.
Her eyes slowly turned red, and in a moment, tears fell down like broken pearls.
Wu Dongqiang closed his mouth and handed her the tissue again.
Yang Taotao took it, bit her lower lip, preventing her from crying, and tentatively holding a tissue.
This time two tissues were not enough, so she sucked two more pieces to test, and then two more pieces, and two more pieces.
Soon, there were dense balls of paper lying on her toes.
"Taotao, don't do this, I will be sad if you are sad."
"You won't be sad. If you are sad, would you treat me like this?" Yang Taotao suddenly roared, then pressed her hands on her tears and started crying loudly.
She could no longer suppress herself.
Wu Dongqiang was at a loss and drove the car to the side of the road to stop, looking at her at a loss: "Can you not do this?"
"I don't want you to worry about it, take away your stinky hands." She patted his palm and continued to cry.
Wu Dongqiang's movements were stiff there, and for a while, he reached out to her again: "Don't cry, be good, don't cry, I know I'm sorry for you, but you also have something to be sorry for me."
"I'm sorry for you? When did I feel sorry for you?" Yang Taotao put down her hands, stared at her big eyes full of tears, and was full of anger.
Wu Dongqiang turned his face away: "How do you explain the child in your belly? Don't say it was only after divorce. I investigated that when you were pregnant, we had not divorced yet."
Yang Taotao widened her eyes, and her tears stopped instantly. She opened her mouth and couldn't say the following: "That's because..."
Wu Dongqiang turned his head to look at her and asked, "That's because you have a man outside, and this man is Qi Yifeng, right?"
Yang Taotao was even more surprised: "You, how did you know Qi Yifeng?"
"Of course you don't want me to know. I've seen you buy vegetables together, and he will accompany you for a walk in the community every day." Wu Dongqiang's voice was sour: "You dare to say no."
Yang Taotao remembered that before Qi Yifeng had an accident, they did live in the small apartment for a few days, and then he cooked delicious dishes for her every day.
After dinner, he would accompany her for a walk in the community. He didn't talk much, but he would often talk a few words.
If he talks about what she likes to listen to, he will talk more, and if she doesn't want to listen, he will shut his mouth obediently.
It is undeniable that Qi Yifeng is a very considerate man.
Of course, Yang Taotao would not say it was not, but at this moment, her heart was bitter and unbearable.
She had sex with Qi Yifeng because he ran out to the banquet and drank outside. If it weren't for that interaction, Qi Yifeng wouldn't have come to her later after being injured.
The initial cause of the bitter fruit she is suffering now was Wu Dongqiang.