After three years of marriage, although they had only been together a handful of times, Song Zhiyuan admitted that Zhou Qichuan cared about her feelings every time.

This time it was no different, everything seemed to fall into place.

However, today she was wearing a dark green hip-hugging skirt, which was slit on the side, and Zhou Qichuan accidentally tore it to the top position.

Not to mention what's under the skirt.

"Don't wear this kind of clothes next time."

After Zhou Qichuan finished tidying up Song Zhiyuan, he picked up the pair of pants on the ground whose fabric was less than a third of the size of his hand, and narrowed his black eyes in warning.

Throwing everything into the trash can, he hugged the person again.

Song Zhiyuan's legs were shaking a little, and she stared at him with red eyes, "Zhou Qichuan, you bastard."

Zhou Qichuan took off his suit jacket and put it on Song Zhiyuan, "The driver is downstairs. You go back first and wait for me at home."

"Why are you waiting for me to be eaten up and wiped clean by you when you come back?" Song Zhiyuan's small nose was also red, and she was obviously angry.

Looking at the little woman in his arms, Zhou Qichuan chuckled, "You are my wife. I have been holding this in for more than a year. Do you want me to find someone else?"

"Go ahead, did I stop you?" Song Zhiyuan retorted.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows, opened the bathroom door, hugged the person from the employee-only passage to the elevator, and sent the person directly into the elevator.

After getting in the car, Song Zhiyuan remembered that her boss was still waiting for her in the restaurant. She quickly called to apologize and found an excuse to say that her aunt suddenly came and soiled her skirt, so she left early.

Just as I hung up the phone and leaned back in my chair, wanting to rest for a while, my phone rang again.

When I saw it, I saw it was a call from the mansion.

"dad."

"Yes." Zhou Jiangyuan's majestic voice came, "Zhiyuan, Qichuan came back the day before yesterday, did you know?"

Came back the day before yesterday?

This bastard!

"Is Qichuan back?" Song Zhiyuan lied without blushing, "Dad, no one told me."

It's true that no one told her.

"You call Qi Chuan, and we will come back together in the evening." Zhou Jiangyuan ordered.

"Okay, Dad." Song Zhiyuan was very obedient.

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyuan only stared for two minutes when his friend Xia Xingluo called again.

"Holy shit, Song Zhiyuan, you and Zhou Qichuan just now——"

"Don't rely on me, it's just what you think, and it's in the women's restroom." Before Xia Xingluo could finish her words, Song Zhiyuan confessed everything.

In the bathroom just now, she forgot to hang up the phone and was half-listened to by Xia Xingluo. Later, it was Zhou Qichuan who hung up the phone.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk -" A bunch of exclamations immediately came from the phone, "I really didn't expect that Mr. Zhou could be so sultry. Hey, how do you feel, is it irritating or not -" Excited?

Before Xia Xingluo could finish the last word "excited", Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone.

Song Zhiyuan went home and changed his clothes. When he went out, he threw all the clothes he changed into directly into the trash can, including Zhou Qichuan's suit jacket, and then went to work in the company.

She is the HR manager at Zhou's headquarters and has a lot of things to do in the afternoon.

When it was almost time to get off work, she remembered Zhou Jiangyuan's words and called Zhou Qichuan.

No one answered at first, but when I called again, the call came through, but it was a woman.

"You are looking for Qi Chuan. Sorry, he is taking a shower."

Song Zhiyuan took a breath and said with a smile, "No, I'm not looking for Zhou Qichuan, I'm looking for you. Who are you?"

"Xu Nianhe." Xu Nianhe on the other end was extremely arrogant, "What, you want to steal a man from me?"

Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes and asked again, "Excuse me, what is the current caller ID on Zhou Qichuan's mobile phone?"

When asked by Song Zhiyuan, Xu Nianhe on the other end of the phone couldn't help but take the phone away from his ear and take a look -

small bun!

What the hell?

"Why should I tell you?" Xu Nianhe was extremely unhappy.

"It's okay, you guys have fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone, got off work at that time, and drove to the Zhou family mansion.

In the late autumn season, night comes very early.

Driving the car into the Zhou family mansion, when Song Zhiyuan parked the car and got out, a tall figure pressed down on her, just pressing her against the car door.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't avoid it and raised her head to look at the person.

"Brother." She smiled.

"Yuan Yuan, Zhou Qichuan is back, but he only cares about having sex with other women and doesn't even bother to inform you."

As Zhou Jingyu spoke, he showed her the intimate photos of Zhou Qichuan and Xu Nianhe on his phone, and whispered in her ear, "Divorce Zhou Qichuan and be my lover. I will satisfy all your needs, especially

That's it."
Chapter completed!