A week later, Qiao Liang returned to Jiangzhou and went to the veterinary station to buy swine fever vaccine. When he went to the veterinary station, he asked that the vaccine was gone and it would not arrive until tomorrow. He decided to go home and stay one night before coming back tomorrow.
It was 4:30 in the afternoon. Qiao Liang entered the community and walked downstairs. He subconsciously looked up at his window on the third floor.
Seeing this, I was slightly startled, and the bedroom curtains were tightly closed.
Why are the curtains drawn so tightly at this time? When Zhang Mei is at home, she usually does not close the curtains during the day. Could it be that Zhang Mei is sleeping at home when she is not at work? Or...
Qiao Liang suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly went upstairs to the door of his house, took out his key and opened the door gently.
The house was very quiet and the bedroom door was closed. Qiao Liang quietly walked to the bedroom door and listened.
There was no movement inside.
Qiao Liang held the door handle and pushed open the bedroom door silently.
There was no one around and the bed was very clean.
Qiao Liang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Zhang Mei had drawn the curtains when she took a nap and forgot to open them when she left. She had just overthought them.
Qiao Liang sniffed and was about to go out when he suddenly smelled a special smell. His heart tightened. Damn, this is the kind of smell that only men have. How could there be such a smell in the bedroom when he was not at home?
Qiao Liang frowned and bent down to look at the sheets carefully. He had changed the sheets before he left home.
Qiao Liang suddenly found a curly hair on the bed sheet.
Qiao Liang was shocked. She stretched out her hand to pinch the curly hair and looked at it repeatedly. Is this Zhang Mei's? Or...
The more I looked at it, the more doubts grew in my mind. I had touched and seen the curly hair in Zhang Mei's area. It was relatively fine and soft, while this one was a little thicker.
Obviously, this curly hair does not belong to Zhang Mei.
If it's not Zhang Mei's, then whose is it?
Qiao Liang's heart was beating wildly. He took out his notebook from his bag and carefully put Curly Hair inside.
Then Qiao Liang went to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he lowered his head, he saw several wads of crumpled toilet paper in the wastebasket.
Qiao Liang stared at the wastebasket for a long time, then lowered his head and smelled it. His heart suddenly shrank. There was that smell again. When he took a closer look at what was left on the toilet paper, his heart started beating wildly again.
Qiao Liang suddenly thought of something. He walked to the door and opened the shoe cabinet. When he looked at his slippers, his heart skipped a beat. He usually put his slippers with their heads inward, but now they were placed with their heads outwards.
Qiao Liang instantly understood that there was no doubt that Zhang Mei had brought the man home, and that the man had worn his own slippers, and that the man had done that kind of thing to Zhang Mei in the bedroom. There was no doubt that the curly hair should be a traitor.
Husband's.
Thinking of Zhang Mei's usual lukewarm attitude towards him and her indifference in doing that thing with him, Qiao Liang burst into anger.
This stinky bitch cuckolded herself, and Hongxing cheated on her!
Who is the adulterer? What kind of man would be so bold as to do that kind of thing with Zhang Mei in his own home?
Qiao Liang, who was so angry, had no way of knowing at this time.
Apparently, Zhang Mei forgot to open the curtains not long after the adulterous couple had finished their affair and even left.
Qiao Liang sat on the sofa in the living room and smoked for a long time. He gradually calmed down, thought for a while, and went to the bedroom to pack a few changes of clothes.
Just as I was about to leave the bedroom, I looked at the large wedding photo hanging above the bed.
Looking at herself who was overflowing with happiness in the photo, looking at Zhang Mei who was as beautiful as a fairy, and thinking of the scene of the doggy couple fooling around in the wedding photos, Qiao Liang felt great sadness and shame in her heart, and she stamped her feet and left angrily.
There is nothing worth missing in this home.
Qiao Liang found a budget hotel to stay outside. He lay on the bed and smoked, thinking about what he had discovered in the afternoon. Obviously, it must not be the first time that Zhang Mei was able to bring an adulterer home. It had even been a long time, but she didn't know if it was.
She cheated on her after marriage, but before marriage.
Thinking of her marriage, Qiao Liang felt extremely angry and humiliated.
Unconsciously, it was getting late, and the phone rang. It was Zhang Mei.
"You're home?"
"Yeah." Qiao Liang didn't want to say more. She wanted to vomit when she heard Zhang Mei's voice.
"When did you go home?" There was a hint of nervousness in Zhang Mei's voice.
"Around 4:30 in the afternoon." Qiao Liang said calmly.
"Oh..." Zhang Mei seemed relieved, but also seemed a little scared, and continued, "I just left when you came home. I overslept at noon and forgot to open the curtains when I left."
Qiao Liang sneered in his heart, trying to conceal it. Typically, there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place. What's the point of a couple doing this?
"I took a few changes of clothes home and left."
"Where are you going?"
"Life base."
"oh……"
"Is there anything else?"
"No, it's okay."
Qiao Liang immediately hung up the phone, feeling that he really had nothing to talk to Zhang Mei. Although he was filled with shame and anger, he did not want to expose Zhang Mei at this time.
Qiao Liang felt very tired and fell asleep. When she woke up again at around 11 o'clock, her stomach growled.
Qiao Liang went to the night market stall downstairs of the hotel, ordered two dishes and a bottle of Erguotou, and drank alone.
Drinking to drown your sorrows makes you even more sorrowful. The more you drink, the worse your mood becomes.
Unknowingly, after downing a bottle of Erguotou, Qiao Liang paid the bill and left in a daze. He didn't want to go back to the hotel and walked aimlessly along the road.
It was already midnight, and there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road. Looking at the lonely lights of thousands of houses in the city, Qiao Liang wanted to cry, but couldn't.
Unconsciously, he wandered to the door of the newspaper office. Qiao Liang looked at the office building. At this time, most of the lights in the building were turned off, and only a few windows on the night shift were still lit.
Qiao Liang subconsciously walked in. The guard knew Qiao Liang and didn't ask.
Qiao Liang entered the office building, went straight to the elevator and went upstairs. He walked to the door of his old office. The door was closed, the lights were dark, and his key had been handed over, so he couldn't get in.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the appearance has changed.
Qiao Liang sighed and turned around to see the lights on in an office next to him, with the deputy editor's sign hanging on the door.
This is the only room in the entire corridor with lights on.
The leaders of the newspaper office work on this floor, and the deputy editors take turns working night shifts, each for one month. The deputy editors on duty have to wait until they have received the manuscripts from Xinhua News Agency and signed them for printing before they can get off work at night.
I looked at the time. It was almost 1 o'clock in the morning. Xinhua News Agency's manuscripts are usually distributed around 12 o'clock, and signed for printing before 12:30. How come the deputy editor-in-chief on duty hasn't gotten off work yet?
Qiao Liang looked at the location of the room and suddenly realized that this was Ye Xinyi's office and she was working the night shift.
It's so late, what are you doing if you don't go home? Is it too late and inconvenient, so you have to stay in the office?
Qiao Liang walked over slowly, and the door was ajar.
Before I had time to look inside, I heard a woman's suppressed voice coming from inside. The voice was sometimes urgent, sometimes soothing, sometimes gentle, sometimes agitated.
Qiao Liang's heart moved. Damn, Ye Xinyi and the man were working in the office. They must have thought that it was very late and no one would come. They were so bold that they didn't even close the door.
Who is Ye Xinyi working with? Wenyuan?
Qiao Liang quietly pushed the door open a crack and looked inside. Damn, there was no man anywhere except Ye Xinyi. She was sitting on the sofa at the moment, with the hem of her skirt lifted up and her two white thighs slightly apart.
A hand is...
Because the direction was wrong, Qiao Liang could not see the key part between Ye Xinyi's legs, and could only see the hand moving constantly.
Seeing the confused and nervous expression on Ye Xinyi's face and listening to Ye Xinyi's rapid breathing, Qiao Liang's whole body was on fire. Under the influence of alcohol, the impulse inside his body was very strong.
