Arriving at the private room, which became more and more beautiful as the night went on, Red was already drunk. White and Blue were sitting silently on the other side, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
As soon as Qin Huan appeared, BLUE snorted coldly and smiled sarcastically, "Long time no see, sister-in-law. If you don't show up, I won't even know that my Red also has a wife."
In fact, he has always respected and sympathized with Qin Huan, because he was the clearest bystander of what happened between her and Red, but no matter how wrong Red was, he had made enough compensation over the years, not to mention that this was him
My brother, his mind is always biased, so he really can't give her a good look anymore.
Qin Huan's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded towards them lightly, and then walked towards Red. She squatted in front of him, her voice as calm and calm as ever, "Let's go."
Instead of going home, let’s go.
She was just ordered to pick him up, not because he was her husband.
Even if he is drunk, Red can feel the heartbreaking pain. People often say that when you are drunk, you don't have to think about anything or care about anything, but no one says that if you are drunk, you still can't stop the pain.
Spread, what should be done?
Red slowly opened his eyes and looked at the indifferent woman in front of him with a half-smile. The corner of his lips curled up and his voice became hoarse. "Hey, who is this? Isn't this my wife? Am I dazzled! You actually
Come and pick me up."
How many days and nights did he have carnivals with women in his arms? He allowed those women to take pictures, allowed those women to send her protest text messages, and allowed those women to come to her door to provoke him. She didn't even blink, let alone come to him, question him, or have sex with him.
Get angry.
Now...she actually came to pick him up. He was really flattered.
But Qin Huan's next words completely shattered the trace of happiness he had.
She said: "Mr. Bai asked me to pick you up."
Red smiled slowly.
That's right, she never cared about his life or death, why would she come to pick him up? Even if it was perfunctory, she wouldn't even want to make him happy for a second.
Because he started her nightmare, she also wanted to turn herself into his nightmare.
"If I don't leave, I'm still going to drink!"
Even though he knew it was useless to be angry, he still couldn't help but say this. He knew that she would definitely turn around and leave the next second. After all, her work was done and he was not happy to leave.
It doesn't matter, it's not the first time. It won't hurt. Even if it hurts, he is used to it.
Qin Huan really wanted to leave, and she didn't need to worry about him. If it weren't for White's call, she wouldn't have made this trip. But tonight, seeing the always flamboyant man so decadent, she didn't feel the slightest regret in her heart.
Pleasure.
She really just felt tired.
The drama that keeps repeating, the plot that keeps repeating, the tiredness that keeps repeating.
She just wanted to solve all this quickly, go home quickly, and return to her own space as soon as possible.
She took a deep breath and spoke softly, only three words, "Yan Zhuoyi."
These three words reached Red's ears, and his eyes suddenly froze and he looked at Qin Huan blankly.
This is his name, but few people will call it. Every time Qin Huan calls his name, it is like pinching his Achilles heel, even though the voice is still indifferent and cold.
He did not speak, but sat up unsteadily and said word by word: "Wife, please take me home."
(Hey...I almost cried when I wrote it!! Don't worry, Red's story will not be a big abuse, nor will it be a story about a mistress or a mistress. It is purely their story. Please listen to me!