Han Jiangxue did not dare to speak and was still pretending to sleep.
First, I don’t know how to answer the call.
The second is that he did not dare to face Zhang Ruoyu.
Everyone knew that Zhang Ruoyu was in trouble tonight and was going to be beaten.
But she didn't step forward and stayed with Zhang Ruoyu risking her own life.
She felt guilty, feeling that she was unjust and not worthy of sleeping on Brother Zhang's soft bed.
Zhang Ruoyu left her words behind and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Han Jiangxue secretly opened her beautiful eyes. Her beautiful face was filled with self-blame and guilt.
She had not been idle for a moment that night. She had been worried about Zhang Ruoyu. She had called many people, but no one wanted to take care of him.
Even her father doesn't care.
She sent countless WeChat messages and made countless phone calls, but Zhang Ruoyu didn't answer them.
But she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she was more worried, afraid that something might happen to him.
But this bastard, the first thing he said when he got home was to tell her to sleep on the bed she wanted.
This made Mr. Han even more embarrassed.
Creak.
After taking a shower, Zhang Ruoyu pushed the door back to his room and lay down on the bed.
There was another long dead silence.
Mr. Han's body was tense and her throat was dry. She didn't know how to speak, let alone what to say.
After holding it in for a long time, she finally choked out three words: "I'm sorry."
Mr. Han had never said this in her life, but at this moment, she was very sincere and felt that she should say it.
"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"
In the darkness, Zhang Ruoyu's voice was a little low: "Did you cuckold me while I was not at home? Han, you are so fucking unkind, don't blame me for being unjust in the future!"
"I should face it with you." Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes were a little dry.
She already knows Zhang Ruoyu's style very well.
This bastard always likes to interrupt and doesn't want to have an immersive conversation.
"What are you facing?" Zhang Ruoyu saw that Mr. Han didn't fall for the trick, so he didn't bother to act.
"Facing what you experienced today," Han Jiangxue said with a frown. "Although I can't help you, and may even hurt you, I chose to go home and let you face it alone."
"What I did was very unloyal." Han Jiangxue concluded.
"You know you can't help me, you know it will hurt me, but you still want to pester me?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "Mr. Han, I really appreciate your kindness in not killing me. If you come with me, I won't say go home tonight.
, he might have been carried directly to the crematorium."
"But I feel uncomfortable." Han Jiangxue opened her red lips slightly and said, "I feel sorry for you."
"To hear what you mean, I still have to coax you?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows.
In the darkness, a complex color flashed across his dark eyes.
This girl is very loyal and has a strong sense of morality.
She made the smartest and most rational choice, but was shackled by morality and tortured to the point of physical and mental exhaustion.
"No, I can digest it myself." Han Jiangxue took a deep breath of cold air and gritted her teeth. "Next time, even if I hurt you and kill you, I won't be a deserter again."
"Should I thank your whole family, or should I greet the eighteenth generation of your family?" Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes.
"I don't care." Han Jiangxue turned over and said quietly. "What will I do if you really die? How can I divorce this marriage? There is no way the Civil Affairs Bureau will let me hold the urn to get the divorce certificate."
"Okay, the more you talk about it, the more damn scary it gets. Can't you hope for me to be nice?"
Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes: "I have served the country and the people all my life, why should I be beaten every day?"
"I'm just making an analogy." Han Jiangxue's magnetic voice sounded a little weak at the moment.
"Stop using metaphors. If we keep talking like this, I will die from your comparison tonight." Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips and said, "Go to sleep. Seven or eight sisters forced me to drink a glass of wine tonight, and I almost died in their arms."
Mr. Han snorted and ignored him.
Ding dong.
Han Jiangxue's cell phone rang.
It was a text message from Han Daowei, who had changed his vest.
"Xue Bao, haven't you always wanted a divorce? It would be best if he died. I will arrange a blind date for the top ten handsome men in China early tomorrow morning. Whichever one you choose, I will arrange a marriage immediately. Even if you choose them all, it will be fine. We Han
It’s not like we can’t support our family.”
Mr. Han was already a little guilty, but after being flirted with by this old guy, he became even more furious and replied with an angry text message: "He won't die even if you die, idiot."
Ding dong.
Han Daowei sent another message.
"Xue Bao, you have broken my father's heart. My father has cherished you like a treasure since you were a child. He would hold it in his mouth for fear of melting and hold it in his hands for fear of falling. You actually cursed your father to death for a cook you just met. My father has already
I cried into tears..."
"Die quickly."
Han Jiangxue wanted to say it again, but Zhang Ruoyu's angry voice sounded in her ears.
"Ba Po, can you stop the ding dong ding dong? Who are you talking to? Are you going to let anyone sleep in the middle of the night?"
Mr. Han trembled with fright and sent the last message before turning off his phone: "Go away, Brother Zhang is angry."
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ps: I am ill today, so I am writing slowly. I will try to finish another chapter in the afternoon. Please give me 5 stars.
