"Hanwei, please don't be paranoid all day, okay? I've never done anything sorry for you!" Facing the aggressive Huang Hanwei, Zhao Yayi looked helpless and tired, but she still remained gentle and thought
Go and tidy up Huang Hanwei's collar.
Huang Hanwei threw her hand away and taunted him with a smile: "You have never been sorry to me? I haven't forgotten what happened between you and Huang Yuanshen! You said nothing happened between you, do you think I'm a fool?
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Two or three years ago, Zhao Yazhi and Huang Yuanshen met while filming. Huang Yuanshen began to pursue Zhao Yazhi diligently regardless of the fact that both parties had families. He also thought he was very romantic and wrote many love letters to her. Unexpectedly, Huang Hanwei found out.
Huang Hanwei complained to his friends after drinking, but his friends reported it to the media.
Then Huang Yuanshen's wife said that she also had a love letter written by Zhao Yazhi to Huang Yuanshen. It was not known whether it was true or false, but it caused a stir in the city at that time.
After this incident, Huang Hanwei saw that everyone wanted to cuckold him. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he noticed the envelope on the table, and thought of the love letter Huang Yuanshen wrote to Zhao Yazhi, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.
Zhao Yazhi also noticed his look and reached out to pick it up and open it to prove his innocence.
But Huang Hanwei thought she was going to destroy the evidence of hooking up with a man, and got it first. He sneered and said sarcastically: "What, are you afraid that I will see it?"
"Whatever you say, I don't even know what's in it." Zhao Yazhi was also angry. Their married life was not harmonious. Her mood was already extremely unstable, and Huang Hanwei questioned her innocence again and again.
, so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
Huang Hanwei tore open the envelope violently, and the unsightly photos were scattered all over the floor.
"Ah!" Zhao Yazhi exclaimed, her expressionless face instantly turned pale, and she blurted out with disbelief: "How could this happen!"
"How could this happen? You know what you did! You bitch!" Huang Hanwei was furious and his eyes were red. When he thought of his wife taking such photos with others, he was trembling with anger and couldn't help but feel angry.
, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Yazhi was knocked down on the sofa, her fair and pretty face turned red, she covered her face, looked at Huang Hanwei with tears in her eyes and shouted: "I really have never taken such a photo, why don't you
Trust me!"
"The photos have come out! How can you expect me to believe you?" Huang Hanwei had veins popping up on his neck. Without saying a word, he slammed the door and left without looking back.
Zhao Yazhi's body slowly fell to the ground and she cried loudly. Feeling physically and mentally exhausted and full of grievances, she grabbed the photos and threw them around as if to vent her anger.
Since marrying Huang Hanwei, not only have I had to endure sleeping with someone I don't love every day, but I have also endured suspicion, the glare of his parents, and even being forced to quit and become a full-time housewife.
She had been enduring it for the sake of her family, but today she gave up completely. Xu Jiajun, an outsider, knew that these photos were fake, and even ignored the police regulations and intercepted the photos and gave them to her for the sake of her reputation.
However, Huang Hanwei, as her husband, did not believe her, and refused to examine the photos carefully, and did not listen to her explanation. He immediately beat her, which showed that in his mind, he was the one who could take such photos.
Comparing the two, what Xu Jiajun did seemed so valuable, and Huang Hanwei seemed so ridiculous.
Why should I bother myself?
As the saying goes, there is nothing greater than grief.
The instigator, Xu Jiajun, was on his way back to his hometown in Jingling. Since he wanted to open a company in his father's name, of course he had to go back and talk to him.
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Today's Tiu Keng Leng has not yet been developed. It is simply a slum. Most of the people living here are veterans and their families who were defeated by the Democratic Party in the past. The living environment is extremely poor, and the road conditions are so bad that cars can't even drive in front of Xu Jiajun's house.
You can only park on the roadside.
Xu Jiajun has long wanted to move his family, but his father has lived here for half his life and is worried that he will be unfamiliar with the place after moving to the city, so he is unwilling to leave.
The taxi stopped on the side of the road. Xu Jiajun lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. After paying the fare, he walked home.
Although Tiu Keng Leng is called a slum and is located in a remote area, it is densely populated. After all, tens of thousands of people were accommodated alone in those days.
Dense and simple wooden houses are scattered unevenly on the hillside, and a rough stone step is the road leading to the residential area. It is dinner at this time, and every household is filled with smoke, and the sound insulation effect is worrying.
Because of this, the sounds of chopping vegetables, cooking vegetables, crying, snapping, etc. are heard.
"Ajun, come back to see your dad again."
"Yes, Aunt Chen, come back and see him."
"Ajun, this kid is promising and has a filial piety. Brother Xu will be able to enjoy a happy life in the future."
Along the way, many people who were enjoying the cool weather outside greeted Xu Jiajun one after another. After all, to the people living here, Xu Jiajun was already very promising if he could pass the police examination and receive a public salary.
When Xu Jiajun walked into the house, he didn't see his father Xu Hongyun. About half an hour later, Xu Hongyun, wearing a torn vest, gray shorts and a stubble on his face, came back. When he entered the house, he said with a strange look: "Hey, Sir Xu Hongyun, the tiger of the police force, is back.
Now, with four people and a point 38, you dare to go deep into the tiger's den and beat Heyi's bottom into a sieve. You are so powerful and arrogant."
"I know, Dad. It's my fault. I'll be the last one next time, okay?" Xu Jiajun raised his hands in surrender, knowing that Xu Hongyun was angry because he was worried about him, so he didn't complain in his heart.
Xu Hongyun sighed again and said earnestly: "There are so many police officers, do you need one to lead the charge? What should I do if something happens to you?"
He was also a soldier fighting against the Kuomintang back then. The secret to his survival today is that he never rushes to the front during a battle, but casually fires two shots into the air and then pretends to be dead.
It can be regarded as a contribution to the liberation of the whole country.
It's a pity that his son, a reckless man, did not inherit this advantage from him, which always frightened him.
"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong." Xu Jiajun stood up and helped him sit down on the sofa, then quickly changed the subject and said, "Where are you coming from?"
"The Wen family." Xu Hongyun replied casually, picked up the water glass on the table and poured it down.
"Wen family?" Xu Jiajun was stunned, and a face that was young, well-developed, and already quite charming appeared in Xu Jiajun's mind, Wen Biyu, she would also have a well-known name in the future, Wen Bixia.
Wen Biyu's father was also a veteran of the Kuomintang. Because he was not eligible to move to Taiwan, he indulged himself in corruption all day long, drank and gambled, stayed out at night, and neglected his wife and children at home.
Xu Hongyun had a crush on Wen Biyu's mother, but because her husband was still there and he was his comrade-in-arms, he never expressed his feelings and silently licked the dog in front of his middle-aged and elderly people, and went to help the Wen family from time to time.
Thinking of the young and beautiful Wen Biyu, Xu Jiajun decided that after the company was established, he would sign a contract of sale with her on the waterfront to avoid being intercepted.
After all, in the original time and space, she was spotted by a talent scout next year and made her debut in the movie "Pretty Girl".
"Dad, I have something to discuss with you..." Xu Jiajun was not interested in his father's love life and told him that he wanted to open a film company in his name.
"Just you? You're still running a company? You're just kidding." Xu Hongyun was skeptical about the business acumen of his reckless son, but he was his son after all, so he agreed.
Anyway, he just needs to make a name for himself.
In the evening, the father and son were having dinner.
"Dingling bell~" "Dingling bell~"
Xu Jiajun's eldest brother rang. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked over to pick them up and answer: "Hey, who's there?"
"Sir Xu, congratulations on being promoted to probationary inspector. Let's get together tonight and I'll celebrate you." An energetic voice came from the phone. Although his tone was gentle, it revealed that he could not refuse.
Liu Wei, finally here.
Xu Jiajun had a calm face and said in a casual tone: "I'm in my hometown in Tiujingling. I can't get a taxi at night. Could you please send someone to pick me up?"
"Hahaha, no problem, I'm waiting for Sir Xu at the Monopoly." Liu Wei laughed heartily. Xu Jiajun's unceremonious tone made him very happy, because it showed that he still recognized him as a big boss and did not regard him as an outsider.
If you really want to be polite, he won't feel at ease.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Jiajun stood there motionless for a long time with an indifferent expression. The dim light above his head reflected on his face, which made him look uncertain.