Fu Shiyan did not respond to her. After an unknown amount of time, the entire office was filled with the acrid smell of smoke. Jiang Shu mustered up the courage to walk to him and tried to touch his hand, "I have something to tell you..."
"Jiang Shu." Fu Shiyan's voice was even harder than hers. As soon as the last note fell, Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat.
He said: "There is a document on the table. Go and open it and take a look."
Jiang Shu only dared to squeeze his sleeves tightly, knowing that this was Fu Shiyan's calm before his anger. She shook her head, looking extremely humble, "I don't, I don't want to see it."
Fu Shiyan was finally willing to look down at her. His face was backlit, and Jiang Shu couldn't see through his expression. His cold fingers touched her chin, and his tone suddenly became very soft, "Good boy, go check it out."
Light, yet powerful.
It was a very thick document bag. Jiang Shu took a deep breath and opened it. Then, the whole document bag fell to the ground, and the photos were scattered again. Jiang Shu's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She breathed quickly and fiercely.
He squatted on the ground and did the same action as Fu Shiyan did at that time.
In the photo, she is holding Zhou Liangqi...
Tears fell on the ground unexpectedly, and the world suddenly became dark.
How is it possible? Why is this happening? What does it mean?
Jiang Shu's mind was in a mess, and even breathing felt like torture. Such photos made her feel ashamed.
Fu Shiyan's voice was condescending, "Yesterday you said you would celebrate my birthday when I came home. I waited for a full twenty-four hours, but here are these photos."
Turning up the volume, "Xiao Shu, do you have anything to say?"
She raised her head, almost in despair, "I didn't, I was framed. Yesterday I went to Qingying to talk about work, and then..."
Then when she was returning home, she was knocked unconscious from behind...
This is the last memory Jiang Shu can recall at the moment.
Of course Fu Shiyan knew that she was framed. If Jiang Shu really had an affair with someone...how could he spread these photos? He understood, he knew, but he also felt pain...
He watched his wife doing these intimate actions with other men, and it hurt so much that he wanted to kill.
Jiang Shu was crying, not hoarsely, but with restraint. She held the photos and bit her lower lip tightly until it bled. She forced herself to remember the shame of this moment. She must get through it. She must get through it. No
No one can defeat her, no one!
"You are my wife. Now the whole world knows that you are having an affair with another man. I have lost all my face. But Xiaoshu, have you ever thought about your reputation?"
He squatted down and held Jiang Shu's face with his hands. The strong smell of tobacco entered her nose, and his eyes were sinister and terrifying. "Now tell me, who is that man? Have you had sex with him?"
Jiang Shu's mind went blank, and the pungent smell made her want to vomit. She tried hard to turn her face away so that he wouldn't see her embarrassed side.
The only remaining reason screamed that she could not tell Zhou Liangqi, absolutely not!
Have you ever had a relationship...
Jiang Shu collapsed, but her face suddenly showed calmness. Her eyes were empty and helpless, like a child who couldn't find a home.
"……I have no idea."
It was this sentence that made her see with her own eyes that a certain line of defense in the man's eyes collapsed.
No man in the world can tolerate this kind of thing, even more like Fu Shiyan. He is a man at the top of the world. He is obsessed with many things. He is extremely possessive and exclusive. What is his can only be his, no one can.
bump!
This man not only touched him, but spread the evidence of his touching throughout the city and slapped him hard in the face.