Park the car in the road parking lot downstairs, and then naturally walk upstairs with the car key in your hand and walk towards his former home.

This was once the home of her and Kim Jong-nam. It was a wedding house that Kim Jong-nam bought to marry her three years ago. At that time, it was a rough one. It was designed by her and bought decoration materials herself, and she personally supervised the decoration.

She didn't understand the appropriate decoration at all. For this wedding house, she bought several decoration books, and carefully selected each material, which was not careless at all.

At that time, Kim Jong-nam was convinced and said, "Why do you have to be so serious?" In fact, just hand over the designed decoration drawings to a regular decoration company and then contract the work and materials, and you can move in with your bag in two months.

But she refused and said, how could that be possible? It was not that she was afraid of spending money, but that she was afraid that she would not buy the materials she wanted after spending money. The most important thing was that she would occasionally change the style or materials according to her whim.

It took a full month to decorate. She drove up and down every day, buying this and that, and was so busy like a decorator. Even the decoration boss joked: "Ms. Che, you are so picky about things, so how picky are you looking for a husband? Wouldn't you have to choose from a lot of choices?"

Thousands of choices? Thinking of the words of the decoration boss three years ago, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that she had no choice for her husband. She usually felt that she felt right, and then she thought it was love knocking on the door. Then, since she was in love, she was going to get married. Don't women want to be with their beloved?

Well, she had hardly chosen her first marriage. Because she endured Kim Jong-nam, she was attracted to him, and then she couldn't help falling in love with him, so she naturally wanted to marry him.

Her first marriage followed her feelings, and finally the facts proved that the feeling was wrong. Now, she has entered her second marriage. This time, she has not followed her feelings. However, her marriage has become a transactional marriage. It is probably difficult to achieve the end, right?

After all, she still didn't choose as many choices as buying decoration materials, so her marriage was not as strong as her home decoration.

She opened the door with the key and stepped in, but was dazzling by the lights in the room. She couldn't help frowning. Didn't she turn off the lights when she left that day? She kneaded her forehead with her hands, but she really couldn't remember it.

Well, the lights were not turned off, so she remembered to turn them off after she went out. Thinking of this, she opened the shoe cabinet behind her door, took out a long box, and opened it. The mountain boots were indeed inside.

I covered the box and tidied up the shoe cabinet a little, then closed the shoe cabinet door, took the shoe box into my hand, came to the door, opened a switch box on the wall, and without thinking, I reached out and pulled the switch off.

"Bang" the bathroom door was pushed open, and then a slightly surprised mutter came: "Why is the power outage?"

Ruyu was startled and stopped immediately when he was about to step out of the door. He turned around quickly and instinctively growled in the direction of the sound: "Who? Where is who?"
Chapter completed!