A week later, Qiao Liang returned to Jiangzhou to buy swine fever vaccine at the veterinary station. When he went to the veterinary station, he asked, the vaccine was gone and he would not arrive tomorrow. He decided to go home and stay for one night first and come again tomorrow.

It was 4:30 pm. Qiao Liang entered the community and walked downstairs. He subconsciously looked up at the window of his house on the third floor.

When I saw this, I was a little stunned and the bedroom curtains were closed.

Why are the curtains so tight at this time? When Zhang Mei is at home, she usually does not pull the curtains during the day. Did Zhang Mei not go to work and sleep at home? Or...

Qiao Liang suddenly felt bad in his heart. He quickly walked upstairs to the door of his house, took out the key and opened the door gently.

The home was very quiet, and the bedroom door was closed. Qiao Liang quietly walked to the bedroom door and listened.

There is no movement inside.

Qiao Liang held the door handle and silently pushed open the bedroom door.

No one, the bed was clean.

Qiao Liang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was Zhang Mei who pulled the curtains during her nap. She forgot to pull them open when she left. She had thought too much just now.

Qiao Liang 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. If he is not at home, how can this smell be found in the bedroom?

Qiao Liang frowned and bent down to look at the bed sheet carefully. He didn't have the same bed sheet before leaving home, so he changed it.

Qiao Liang suddenly found a curved curly hair on the bed sheet.

Qiao Liang was shocked, and he reached out to pinch his curly hair, put it in front of him and watched repeatedly. Is this Zhang Mei's? Or...

The more I looked, the bigger the doubts in my heart. I have touched the curly hair in Zhang Mei’s place and looked at it. It is thinner and softer, while this one looks a little thick and hard.

Obviously, this curly hair is not Zhang Mei's.

Since it is not Zhang Mei's, who's it?

Qiao Liang's heart pounded wildly, he took out the notebook from his bag and carefully clamped the curly hair inside.

Then Qiao Liang went to the bathroom to relieve his hands. When he lowered his head, he saw several balls of crumpled toilet paper in the trash can.

Qiao Liang stared at the trash can for a long time, lowered his head and smelled it, his heart suddenly shrank, and the smell was again. He looked at the remains on the toilet paper carefully, and his heart beat wildly again.

Qiao Liang suddenly thought of something, walked to the door and opened the shoe cabinet. When he saw his slippers, his heart skipped a beat. His slippers were usually used to putting their heads in, but now they were heads outwards.

Qiao Liang immediately understood that there was no doubt that Zhang Mei took the man home, and the man wore his slippers, and the man did that kind of thing with Zhang Mei in the bedroom. There was no doubt that the curly hair should be the adulterer.

Thinking of Zhang Mei's lukewarmness towards herself and her indifference to doing that with herself, Qiao Liang was furious.

This stinky bitch cuckolded herself and made a fuss!

Who is the adulterer? What kind of man would be so bold to do that kind of thing with Zhang Mei at his own home?

The angry Qiao Liang couldn't know at this time.

Obviously, the adulterer had just left shortly after he had finished his life and had even left, Zhang Mei forgot to open the curtains.

Qiao Liang sat on the sofa in the living room and smoked for a long time, gradually calmed down, thought for a while, and went to the bedroom to clean up a few items to change clothes.

Just as I was about to leave the bedroom, I looked at the large wedding photo hanging on the head of the bed.

Looking at the happy self in the photo, looking at Zhang Mei as beautiful as a fairy, thinking of the scene of the dog man and woman fooling around in the wedding photo, Qiao Liang felt a huge sense of sorrow and shame in his heart, and he stomped his feet and left angrily.

There is nothing worth lingering in this home.

Qiao Liang found an economic hotel outside and kept smoking in bed. He thought about his discovery in the afternoon. Obviously, it was not the first time Zhang Mei could bring her adulterer home. It was even a long time ago. I just didn't know if it was a cheating relationship with her after marriage or before marriage.

Thinking of before marriage, Qiao Liang felt extremely angry and humiliated.

Before I knew it was getting late, my phone rang, and Zhang Mei called it.

"You're going home?"

"Yes." Qiao Liang didn't want to say much, but now he wanted to vomit when he heard Zhang Mei's voice.

"When did you go home?" There was a hint of nervousness in Zhang Mei's voice.

"About 4:30 pm." Qiao Liang said lightly.

"Oh..." Zhang Mei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and seemed a little scared, and then said, "I just left when you went home. I overslept at noon. When I left, I forgot to open the curtains."

Qiao Liang sneered in his heart, and he wanted to cover up the truth. A typical place with no silver here is 300 taels. What else does the couple mean to do this?

"I went home and brought a few pieces of clothes to change and then left."

“Where did you go?”

"Living base."

"oh……"

"Is there anything else?"

"No, it's all right."

Qiao Liang hung up the phone immediately, feeling that there was nothing to say with Zhang Mei. Although he was full of shame and anger, he didn't want to expose Zhang Mei at this time.

Qiao Liang felt very tired and fell asleep. He woke up again at around 11 o'clock and his stomach was roaring.

Qiao Liang went to the night market stall downstairs of the hotel, ordered 2 dishes and a bottle of Erguotou, and drank it alone.

I am more worried when I drink to drown my sorrows, and the more I drink, the worse I feel.

Before he knew it, he got a bottle of Erguotou and Qiao Liang left in a drowsy manner. He didn't want to go back to the hotel and walked aimlessly along the road.

It was midnight at this time, and there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road. Looking at the lonely lights of thousands of homes in the city, Qiao Liang wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry.

Unconsciously, he reached the newspaper door and looked at the office building. At this time, most of the lights in the building were turned off, and only a few windows on night shift were still on.

Qiao Liang subconsciously walked in. The guard knew Qiao Liang and did not ask.

Qiao Liang entered the office building, went straight into the elevator and went upstairs, and walked to the door of his former office. The door was closed and the light was dark. He had already handed over his keys and could not enter.

The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the appearance has changed.

Qiao Liang sighed, turned around and saw an office next to him with a light on, and a sign of the deputy editor-in-chief hung at the door.

Only this room in the entire corridor has lights on.

The newspaper leaders work on this floor, and the deputy editor-in-chief takes turns to work night shifts, each person for one month. The deputy editor-in-chief on duty has to wait until the Xinhua News Agency manuscript is received in the evening, and the signing and printing is completed before getting off work.

Look at the time, it is almost 1 a.m. Generally, Xinhua News Agency's manuscripts are passed around at around 12 a.m., and the signing and printing will be before 12:30. Why is the deputy editor-in-chief on duty not getting 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 on night shift.

It's so late, why are this girl doing not going home? Is it too late and inconvenient to live in the office?

Qiao Liang walked over slowly, and the door was closed without being locked.

Before I could look in, I heard the woman's suppressed voice coming from inside. This sound was sometimes rapid and sometimes soothing, sometimes gentle and sometimes exciting.

Qiao Liang felt a little moved, Damn, Ye Xinyi and the man were in the office, they must have thought it was too late now, no one would come, they were so brave that they didn't even close the door to death.

Who is Ye Xinyi doing things with? Wen Yuan?

Qiao Liang quietly pushed the door open a crack and looked in. Damn, where is there a man? Only Ye Xinyi herself. She was sitting on the sofa at this time, with the hem of her skirt lifting up, her white and tender thighs slightly raised apart, and one hand was...

Because the direction is wrong, Qiao Liang could not see the key part between Ye Xinyi's legs, but only saw that his hand was constantly moving.

Looking at Ye Xinyi's confused and nervous expression and listening to Ye Xinyi's rapid breathing, Qiao Liang was full of fire. Under the drunkenness, the impulse inside his body was very strong.

Have done her! Have done her!!
Chapter completed!