Wen Wan turned around and followed him back to the bedroom.

At this moment, Qiao Feimin had dragged Mu Yuxiu to the bed. After taking off his shoes, she carefully covered him with a quilt. She was about to get up and leave the bedroom, but Mu Yuxiu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist tightly, "Don't leave..."

He was very strong, Qiao Feimin was pulled by him and almost fell on him. When she turned around and saw Wen Wan leaning against the door, she felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull her hand back, but Mu Yuxiu held her tightly and didn't let go.

"Oh..." Qiao Feimin said helplessly: "Axiu, I still have to go to the company and can't be here to accompany you."

Mu Yuxiu closed his eyes and did not respond for a long time, but he still grabbed Qiao Feimin and refused to let go, as if he was just a subconscious action, as if he would hold Wen Wan tightly even if he was asleep every night.

Qiao Feimin had no choice but to let Mu Yuxiu grab his hand and sit at the head of the bed. She turned to Wen Wan and explained, "Sorry, he will not be able to leave me for a while, and I don't feel at ease that he is alone at home. Can I stay here with him?"

He's at home alone?

It's ridiculous.

How arrogant is this woman standing here with such a gentle and living person?

Wen Wan's face was not fluctuating, and even the beautiful corners of her lips had a smile, "Please give me a gift, Miss." Her eyes fell on Mu Yuxiu again. Even if she could not see the kiss marks under Mu Yuxiu's neck from her angle, her eyes still seemed to be pricked, causing pain.

She also clearly remembered Mu Yuxiu's promise that as long as they were still together, he would not sleep with a woman other than her.

What about now?

What is this?

And she herself is also suffering from it.

At that time, he clearly said that he would have sex with other women if he didn't care, but why was she heartbroken?

It should have long expected that a man like him who has been immersed in love for many years and indulged in sensuality, even if he controls his heart, he cannot control his lower body.

It’s normal to change the taste when it’s just a bit tired, or if it’s completely fed up.

What's more, this woman looks plump and sexy, isn't it the type he likes?

Qiao Feimin's face turned pale when she heard Wen Wan's name, and then when she saw Wen Wan's tightly clenched fingers and her face in a volatile state, she smiled and said, "Miss Wen, you misunderstood. I have a legitimate background and career, and I am Asu's fiancée. I think he probably mentioned it to you? My name is Qiao Feimin."

Wen Wan only felt a "boom" sound in her ears, like a deafening thunder. Her back, which was lazily attached to the door frame, shook straight, becoming stiff little by little, and two thin and soft lips were pursed together. She first bit her tightly, and then she suddenly exerted force, and blood beads emerged from the corners of her lips.

"Ashu also talked to me about you, just as casual as he mentioned his other women, and he was not afraid of me being jealous." When Qiao Feimin said this, her gentle gaze was placed on Mu Yuxiu's face. Her tone was more like anger than anger. Her sigh was helpless, just like her parents treating her son who had made mistakes, and she was tolerant and earnest.

"A man, he is just like a crow in the world. With his wife, he still wants to keep a mistress out. At first I had a fight with him and even threatened him by canceling the engagement. He promised me countless times, and I thought I could satisfy him, but soon he would still go to bed with other women on his back."

"After a long time, I was tired. When I was sure that he would not want me for the sake of the outside, I turned a blind eye, but this did not mean that I loved him..." Qiao Feimin changed her tone, and her eyes were full of self-deprecating. "On the contrary, it is precisely because I love him too much and are more afraid of losing him that I will tolerate all this, as long as he still thinks I am his fiancée in his heart."

Wen Wan listened at first, but at the end she felt a split headache. She rubbed her forehead with one hand and waved her hand impatiently, "Miss Qiao, don't you realize that you are not well-educated? Do you think it's appropriate to pour sour water to a stranger? You have grievances, resentment, and want to talk, but you don't consider whether the other party is willing to listen?"

Seeing that Wen Wan was not in, Qiao Feimin's eyes, which had a provocative smile, turned cold, and a vicious light flashed quickly. Then she raised her eyes and looked at Wen Wan calmly, and asked softly: "Miss Wen has no job, right?"

"Actually, I think women still have their own career and life, and they can't always rely on men to raise them. Otherwise, one day the man is tired of you and you don't have the ability to survive alone, unless you continue to be kept and dumped... If you continue to cycle like this, you will be hopeless..."

"Yes! You're right! I don't have a job, I'm kept! Your purpose has been achieved?" Wen Wan lit her chin repeatedly.

Her body is slender and slender, and her eyebrows are cold. When she stands there with her arms in her arms, she gives people a feeling of being condescending, and her aura is even more powerful.

"But Miss Qiao..." Her eyes narrowed with trembling eyes, and shot straight towards Qiao Feimin like a knife, sharp and cold, "Didn't he tell you? I was forcibly kept by your fiancé. Do you know the wife of the village who was robbed by bandits? Which one was voluntary?"

"I'm not afraid of you being angry. This man who you regarded as a treasure is just a pile of glass in my eyes. I've long wanted to get rid of him. Since you are willing to help me, then after he wakes up, please tell him about the relationship between me and him... to this end..."

Wenwan herself didn't know how she said this calmly, without hysteria, without sobbing, and even the expression on her face was full of indifferent.

She walked over a few steps, without even looking at Mu Yuxiu, then picked up her bag and went out without looking back.

***

"You heard it all?" Qiao Feimin took back the hand that was released by Mu Yuxiu. Mu Yuxiu, who was drunk and unconscious last second, sat up, his eyes cleared.

Qiao Feimin laughed, with a sad meaning, "She doesn't care about you at all. Mu Yuxiu, I won...what reason do you have to refuse me?"

Qiao Feimin said while taking off her clothes until she was naked.

She raised her feet to the bed, spread her legs and sat on Mu Yuxiu's body, grabbed Mu Yuxiu's hand, and touched her lower body, "Look, how long you want to enter here, it's already so wet..."

"Where is she? She said she was forced by you. Is it because every time you enter her, she is fucked inside, she lies there like a dead fish, letting you rape the corpse, right?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuxiu's eyes, which were still unfathomable in the last second, suddenly a wave of pain and anger surged. All of her mind were Wen Wan's lips that she bit her tightly when she lies under her, her eyebrows that were deeply gathered together, her painful and humiliating face, and her just saying "The relationship between me and him has ended here." Her cold and unnostalgic back when she left.

He only felt that his heart was pierced by arrows, full of holes and tear.

All the pain and longing over the years have been superimposed, and he once again felt that life was worse than death.

It turned out that he had never forgotten her.

It turns out that he loves her more than he hates her.

It turned out that what he had always hated was that she didn't love him.

After a while, Mu Yuxiu grabbed Qiao Feimin's arm and turned over and pressed Qiao Feimin under him.

His movements were fierce, and he didn't know what his arm swept to the bedside table. He heard a shattering sound, and he looked back.

The crystal glass ball she bought for decoration shattered, and the male and female dolls that were originally holding hands face to face were separated by a long distance.

He suddenly remembered the night before yesterday when she was holding the crystal ball, her eyes that shone brightly, and she raised her face and asked him, "Does it look good?"

"You can't be ugly anymore, don't be upset with me."

***

Wenwan did not take the elevator, but chose the stairs that no one passed by on weekdays.

She walked for three layers in a row, and finally lost her strength. She stopped at the corner and looked up at the sunlight coming in from the window. Her eyes hurt and tears fell out of danger.

At first it was a few drops, but after a few seconds, it was like a dam that broke the dam, pouring out.

She squatted down, hugged her knees and buried her face.

In the empty and silent corridor, only the repressed and dull cry echoed.

A long time later, Wen Wan's legs and feet became numb and her mind was confused. She stopped crying, wiped her tears and stood up. Her eyes turned black and she staggered a few steps, but she finally walked out of the building.

Wenwan stood at the intersection, but didn't know where to go.

As Qiao Feimin said, women really have to rely on themselves, otherwise they will be abandoned by men one day and they will not even have the ability to survive independently.

She is indeed homeless now.

What a irony.

Perhaps because her face was too pale and her hair was a little messy, people who came and went would always look at her.

Wenwan noticed those unidentified gazes, and immediately walked forward and arrived at an ordinary hotel. She decided to stay first. She went to Sheng's work in two days and there should be accommodation arrangements.

Wenwan opened the door with her room card, took off her shoes and went to bed and lay down.

Sleeping is the best medicine to temporarily heal the pain.

Wake up again and it's evening.

Wenwan only realized where she was when she got out of bed and washed up. She remembered that in the morning, she only took her bag and left her with her clothes and daily necessities in Mu Yuxiu's apartment.

Wenwan didn't want to go back, but after all, she couldn't find a reason to go back. However, when she was flipping through her bag, she noticed that the keys in Mu Yuxiu's apartment were still there, so she had to take advantage of the opportunity to return the keys to go back to get her clothes.

She opened the door to Muyuxiu's apartment.

The room was pitch black. Wen Wan was glad that Mu Yuxiu was not at home, and there was another pungent smell of alcohol in front of her, filling the room. She choked her and took a few steps back and quickly reached out to touch the switch of the light.

With a "bang", all the lights in the living room lit up, and Wen Wan looked at the position where the alcohol was strongest.

Mu Yuxiu sat on the floor beside the sofa, stretching his long legs, and dozens of wine bottles laying alongside his feet, including fragments of broken wine bottles.

He lowered his head and lowered his hands, and bright red blood flowed down from his palms, making his snow-white fingertips gorgeous and enchanting.

The moment the light came on, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes and slowly turned his head. Wen Wan saw his eyes covered with blood, but still as cold as ice.

Wen Wan took a few steps back in shock.
Chapter completed!