Fu Yanye suddenly turned blue and immediately ran to the bathroom to check. There were hickeys on his shoulders and...
He turned his face sideways, approached the mirror, and looked carefully.
what?
It was stained on the side of his face.
Lipstick?
Su Bai couldn't get up from his hangover. Zhang Mingliang handed him a mobile phone. He took it and yelled: "Who disturbed my sleep?"
"How much did you give me to drink last night?"
"Hmm? Yanye?"
Su Bai was more or less awake, but still confused.
The person on the phone seemed unhappy?
"How did I leave last night?"
"ah?"
"What the hell, do you want to die?"
Listening to his voice, Fu Yanye knew that he was still very drunk. He angrily held his cell phone against the sink and didn't know who he was angry with.
All he could think about was Zhuo Jian, but how could Zhuo Jian...
He tried to calm down, and then suddenly thought of Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng didn't drink, so he immediately dialed Yan Zheng's number.
"Hello?"
Yan Zheng had just had breakfast with Zhong Mai, sober and objective.
"Who picked me up last night?"
"Um?"
"Stern."
He has a very serious voice.
"Isn't it A-Jian? When we left last night, A-Jian was the last one to accompany you."
Yan Zheng heard his concern, but still felt confused.
"Jian? Are you sure?"
Fu Yanye frowned, he was going crazy, okay?
"It was like this when we left. She wouldn't leave you alone, right?"
"..."
"Probably not?"
Yan Zheng suddenly felt guilty.
"That's not necessarily true."
Fu Yanye was even more upset.
How could that woman not abandon him and give him to another woman? She could do it, so last night...
Last night he went to pick up Zhuo Jian from get off work and asked Wang Rui to leave first. Now he wanted to call Wang Rui, but then he sighed helplessly.
Find disinfectant and disinfect like crazy.
I took a shower, washed myself to death, and then felt a little nauseous.
Seeing darkness, he stood by the bed with a towel wrapped around him, feeling that he was finished.
Completely finished.
It goes without saying that Zhuo Jian doesn't want him, he himself feels dirty.
Especially when he opened the quilt and saw a pearl bracelet, he...
Looks familiar?
But I can't remember where I saw it.
He sat on the sofa next to the bed from day to night.
The whole room was quiet, there was no sound.
The expression on his face and his overall state can be described in four words, that is, lifeless.
His cell phone rang, and he even felt that he didn't deserve to get it anymore.
He is too dirty.
His mysophobia suddenly reached an outrageous level, but when he saw that it was Chengcheng's call, he still picked up the call and turned on the speakerphone. He leaned to the table and did not touch the phone again.
"Dad, when will you come back? We miss you, and my sister wants to talk to you."
After Chengcheng finished speaking, he immediately put the phone to Chengtian's mouth.
"Daddy, daddy, daddy hug."
Cheng Tian's innocent voice came out of the receiver, sweet and soft.
"Okay, Dad heard it. Dad, when will you come back? Are you coming back with Mommy?"
Chengcheng asked him again on the other end.
"Daddy hugs, daddy hugs..."
Chengtian continued to talk.
But they didn't hear a response for a long time, so they thought their phone was broken and turned it off to ask an adult for help.
