"boom--"

  Qin Youxuan was thrown heavily on the big bed in the bedroom.

  Everything here is the same as when she left, nothing has changed.

  The only thing that came out was the wedding photo cut by her, which was washed out by Shan Hanjie and hung on the wall again.

  Seeing such romantic and beautiful wedding photos again, Qin Youxuan's child pupil was still severely stabbed.

   "Do you still want to cut, do you need me to prepare a pair of scissors for you so that you can cut enough? Hmm!" Shan Hanjie attached to her ear and gritted his teeth viciously.

   "If you want to cut it, just cut it. I will wash a hundred sheets and hang them all over the villa and hang them on the street outside." Shan Hanjie straightened her face and looked down at her.

  "You just ruined everything, and you can't change the fact that we are a husband and wife. It can change the fact that we once slept in the same bed. It can't change the fact that I slept with you, and I am still sleeping..."

  Dan Hanjie embraced her slender waist with his big hands, and pressed the person into his arms.

  "Stop talking, stop talking..."

  Qin Youxuan covered her ears with her hands, pushed him away forcefully, turned over and got out of bed, and walked out.

  I completely forgot the purpose of coming here today, and rushed out of the villa in one breath.

  I was still trembling until I got into the car.

  Shan Hanjie’s words echoed in her ears over and over again, as if she was telling her that all the struggles she made were like a joke, meaningless at all.

  Thinking that Shan Hanjie deliberately deceived her, Qin Youxuan smashed the steering wheel fiercely.

   "Shan Hanjie, you bastard!"

  Qin Youxuan lay on the steering wheel, crying bitterly.

  In the bedroom, Shan Hanjie’s stalwart body quietly leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the direction where her figure disappeared, staring for a long time without moving.

   Eyes fell on the wedding photos of the two, and Zitong tightened.

  It's just a little wine, he can't get drunk yet.

  It’s just that some words have been held back for too long and need a vent.

  Let her go, is forced.

   But I really let go, but my heart hurts as if I was cutting out with a knife.

  Thinking of her going to divorce, Shan Hanjie's black eyes precipitated a shocking light.

  ……

  On the road to Ye's house.

   "I really didn't expect to have the opportunity to see the senior again. I heard them say that you will return to China as soon as you graduate." Ye Mingmei sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at Jin Chenye who was driving.

  After two years, the handsome face of the man has become more and more outstanding, and the warm temperament on his body has become more mature after years of precipitation.

   "Well, something happened at home at that time."

  Jin Chenye drove the car intently, and responded briefly to Ye Mingmei’s question.

   "What about her? Are you married?" Ye Mingmei asked that this sentence really didn't mean anything else, it was just gossip.

  There was a hint of joke in his eyes.

"what?"

  Jin Chenye finally had a normal reaction, turned his head and glanced at her, not understanding who "she" was in Ye Mingmei's mouth.

"It’s too unkind for seniors to want to hide from me at this time. I heard that when I was in school, you have a very beloved girlfriend. I heard that you can wash your hands and make soup for her because of her. Every time a month comes, you will have stomach pains. You also asked someone to check all the prescriptions for dysmenorrhea, and test them one by one...This matter has been spread in our business school, so don't even think about admitting it."

   Ye Mingmei’s mouth raised and smiled, waiting for Jin Chenye’s answer.

  In her opinion, if a man can love a woman so deeply, they must be together.