Suddenly he saw Wu Qiuyao's shoes at the entrance. He was still in the room? Thinking of this, he quickly went upstairs.
The door was ajar, so he walked over and saw Yan Mengzhen asleep with his eyes closed, and Wu Qiuyao sitting in front of the computer, seemingly reading something.
Ke Yihan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't see what he didn't want to see. As for what he didn't want to see, only he understood.
"What are you looking at?" Ke Yihan's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up Yan Mengzhen.
"This is a photo of your wife, but I have to admit, she is really pretty." Wu Qiuyao said with a smile.
Ke Yihan glanced at the photo, and it was the first time he saw a photo of Yan Mengzhen. Her smile was as bright as a flower, which was probably how she was described.
"Who is this man?" Wu Qiuyao clicked on another photo and said.
Ke Yihan looked at the two people in the photo. They were extremely intimate. Their fingers were interlocked. Yan Mengzhen's head was gently leaning on the man's shoulder, just like a little daughter-in-law. She had never seen that look before, and the man also
Very handsome, her first boyfriend? He frowned.
The next second the computer went black. Ke Yihan turned off the power and said a little irritably: "It's hers after all, you can't peep like this."
"**? Hey, Ke Yihan, don't you feel like you're a failure?" Wu Qiuyao stood up, walked out of the door, and asked.
Ke Yihan closed the door, walked into the living room, and asked in confusion: "Failed?"
"Do you know anything about your wife's past? Ke Yihan, if I guess correctly, that man is Yan Mengzhen's favorite man?" Wu Qiuyao said.
"My favorite? You are too worried." Ke Yihan said confidently.
He has always been Yan Mengzhen's favorite, she has been confessing her love, and he has been accepting it, so he still has this bit of confidence.
"Are you worried? Didn't you see a row of words on the right side of the photo? Never forget each other, life and death." Wu Qiuyao reminded.
We will never forget each other in this life, then?
He frowned again, raised his head and said sarcastically: "So what? I don't love her, it doesn't matter her past, as long as she doesn't cuckold me, Yao, I will marry Yan Ning, she is just for now
, if there is nothing else, you can leave, and don’t appear here too often. It is still necessary to avoid suspicion. "
Wu Qiuyao shrugged his shoulders, stood up, walked a few steps, suddenly turned back, paused, and said seriously: "Your wife has attracted my attention. What should I do?"
Ke Yihan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wu Qiuyao's serious look. He stood up, walked to him, looked into his eyes, and reminded: "Remember my words, don't get close to her, let alone touch her."
"I try to control it. If not, I can't help but obey. My fair lady, a gentleman is so jealous. I like beautiful people, and I even like people who make me unable to extricate myself. Okay, I'm leaving. See you at the bar tonight, Ke Yihan, trying to
If you get to know her better, you may find that Yan Meng is really not that bad, and Yan Ning is not that good either." After Wu Qiuyao finished speaking, he put on his shoes and left directly.
Ke Yihan's eyes were deep. What did he seem to be planning? But he frowned again and sat on the sofa, feeling uneasy. He took steps and came to Yan Mengzhen's room again.
He turned on the computer and clicked on the dazzling photo. Sure enough, there was a row of small words on the right side of the photo, "Don't forget each other, don't forget each other." So Yan Mengzhen, who do you love?