There was a crisp sound——

Tang Qiaoer's heart tightened, her hand shook, and the photo frame fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

The splashed glass fragments cut her smooth jade ankle, and a few drops of blood leaked from the thin wound.

"Why...are you here?"

Shen Jingjue's deep magnetic voice came from behind, piercing her thin back.

Tang Qiaoer did not turn around, but said coldly: "Sorry to bother you, I will leave soon."

Shen Jingjue looked at her back wearing his own shirt. Under the soft light, the little woman's exquisite and convex body was looming in the large shirt, exuding a hazy charm, which made people want to hug her. In arms, tender care.

His Adam's apple rolled restlessly, and there was an uncomfortable dryness at the bottom of his tongue.

Just now, he suddenly woke up from his deep sleep and broke into a hot sweat.

He subconsciously groped for his side, but found nothing. Tang Qiaoer was gone.

But he also found that her clothes were still on the ground, and she wasn't even wearing high heels. She should still be in the villa. His heart dropped after he thought about it, and he hurriedly got out of bed to look for her.

The lingering love last night, every kiss, every fierce collision, was deeply engraved in his blood and heart.

But he forgot how everything got out of control. Did he bully her?

Could he have hurt her and made her lose the ability to resist?

Full of mixed and guilty emotions, Shen was shocked to find that his dark eyes turned red again, and he stepped closer to her.

At this moment, Tang Qiaoer suddenly turned around and walked quickly past him with her head lowered.

Shen was shocked and felt his pupils shrink, and quickly grabbed her with quick eyes and hands.

"Don't go."

"You have no right to control me."

"We did it."

Shen Jing felt his left arm circle around and pull her into his arms.

He stared straight into her Han Che beautiful eyes like sharp nails, and said word by word, "Tang Qiao'er, I said we did it, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"No."

Tang Qiaoer avoided his intense gaze and said again and again, "Let go."

"Tang Qiao'er, I'm not a casual person. Although we have divorced, everything that happened last night... I will definitely be responsible for you." Shen Jingjue's eyes were full of sincerity, and the five fingers holding her bright wrist continued to tighten.

"It's just a one-night stand. You are responsible or not. We are all adults. You have to pay for your own choices."

Tang Qiaoer sneered and shook off his hand, her protracted tone full of teasing, "It's just that from now on, Mr. Shen must be more cautious when traveling around the world, so as not to be plotted by others."

"Tang Qiao'er!" Shen Jingjue's heart was stabbing hard, and his big hands squeezed her shoulders with frightening force.

"Don't touch me! Get away!"

Tang Qiaoer clenched her hands into fists and beat the man's bare chest vigorously. She roared in shame and anger with a hint of crying, which hurt his heart.

Did she cry?

She...cryed?

Is it because I bullied her?

Shen Jing felt his breath suffocate. Regardless of her fierce emotions, he opened his arms and hugged her tightly.

Even Tang Qiaoer didn't know that she was already bursting into tears.

What is she crying about? What is there to cry about?

Are you crying because Shen Jingjue bullied her, or are you crying because Shen Jingjue still hasn't dealt with the memories he had with Jin Enrou?

Obviously, the latter is more heart-wrenching.

No matter how hard she struggled, Shen Jingjue hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

"I will be responsible for you, I will definitely be responsible for you."

"I don't need you to be responsible... I just want you to let me go."

Tang Qiaoer's crystal tears fell on his shoulder, so hot that they seemed to leave scars, "Shen Jingjue, I hate you so much, I hate you... don't touch me!"

"If I don't touch you, who else can I touch?" Shen Jingjue's voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Shen Jingjue, if you want to be responsible...why did you divorce me in the first place? Why didn't you say such a thing that time?"

"What..." The man looked stunned.

"When it was time to take responsibility, you pushed me far away... Now I don't need your responsibility, why can't you just get away from me!"

Tang Qiaoer took advantage of his body and bit his arm fiercely, wanting to bite off his flesh and blood.

Shen Jingjue felt pain immediately and relaxed a little. She jumped out of his arms like a rabbit and disappeared from the study in the blink of an eye.

The man froze in place, thinking over and over again what she had just said.

Suddenly, he thought of the clean sheets in the bedroom, and his heart tightened.

Tang Qiaoer is by no means a woman who does not love herself. They have been married for three years, and he thinks that she has never been married. When they divorce, she should still be a virgin.

So last night was their first time with each other, but there was no red on the sheets.

"Why didn't you say such a thing that time?"

Shen Jingjue's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Could it be that they had already had sex while they were married?

But why...why didn't he have any impression at all?

How could he not remember anything?!

Shen Jing felt that his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move. He was stunned in place. It took him an unknown amount of time to regain some strength, and he reached out to cover his heart, which had been severely shocked.

Only then did he notice a pool of sparkling debris under the light.

Shen Jingjue walked over with heavy steps and slowly squatted down.

When he saw the broken photo frame, and the photo inside was a photo of him and Jin Enrou in high school, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he understood everything.

*

Tang Qiaoer returned to the room and quickly changed into her clothes and left the villa as quickly as possible.

Along the way, her face was full of tears, the car was driving fast, and she was flustered.

When she entered the city, she had a car accident. Fortunately, it was not serious, but the front end of the world's limited-edition luxury sports car was completely destroyed.

Since Tang Qiaoer was solely responsible for the rear-end collision, the owner of the Mercedes-Benz breathed a sigh of relief as if exhausted.

You know, this is the voice of the night. Even if it is sold, it cannot be repaired!

Tang Qiaoer hid in the carriage and did not dare to go out. In the confusion of her mind, the first person she thought of was her eldest brother.

Trembling, she dialed her eldest brother's number, and Tang Yue answered immediately.

He is always so prompt to his sister whom he loves like his heart.

"Qiaoqiao, what's wrong?"

"Brother...where are you? Come here...I need you."

…

Twenty minutes later, Tang Yue's Rolls-Royce rushed to the accident site as quickly as possible, even running two red lights.

"Qiao Qiao!"

Tang Yue got out of the car and saw that the sports car had been smashed into scrap metal. His heart dropped. He, who had always been calm and steady, also panicked.

Liu Suifeng, who got off the car at the same time, couldn't help but become nervous when he saw the scene of the car accident.

He was even prepared to rescue Tang Qiaoer on the spot. After all, he was a doctor, and his expertise came in handy at critical moments.

"Qiao Qiao, how are you? Are you injured?!" Tang Yue opened the car door and leaned in, groping Tang Qiao'er's arms and legs to see if there were any injuries or fractures.

"It's okay...I'm okay, brother." Tang Qiaoer's red almond eyes were filled with tears, and her face was as pale as paper.

But Tang Yue looked at her in shock, feeling that something was serious.

He knew Qiaoqiao very well. She was by no means a woman who cried easily. She had fought with her life on the battlefield. How could a mere car accident scare her into tears?

Something else must have happened.

Very serious matter.

"Although it seems to be a slight skin injury at the moment, we still need to go to the hospital for further examination, and then take a brain CT scan to see if there is a concussion." Liu Suifeng put away his usual laughter and curses and suggested seriously.

Tang Yue's handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and without saying a word, he picked up Tang Qiao'er and carried her back to the Rolls-Royce.

At this time, Lin Su also arrived one after another. Seeing Tang Qiaoer weakly leaning on Tang Yue's arms, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Miss... how are you, Miss?!"
To be continued...