President Gao Leng's little wife

The more things fermented, the more harsh and intense the media's remarks became.

In the end, he even squatted at the door of Xia Yuluo's house every day.

The constant pressure from public opinion caused even the police station to intervene in this matter.

It was the first time that Xia Yuluo was disclosed in this way in the eyes of the public.

She began to feel uncomfortable.

Han Tianyi is also busy these days, Xia Yuluo rarely sees him.

He came back late at night, and Xia Yuluo fell asleep.

When the summer rain fell in the morning, he left early again.

Only that morning, Xia Yuluo heard a rustling sound.

Slightly opened his eyes.

With the faint light outside the window, he found Han Tianyi standing at the entrance with his clothes in his arms.

Get dressed on tiptoe.

He moved very gently and cautiously, and watched Xia Yuluo's movement from time to time.

Xia Yuluo light sleep.

At first she wondered why she didn't notice when Han Tianyi left.

I get it now.

He got up gently every day, carried his clothes and went to the entrance to change, so that he didn't make too much noise.

Her throat suddenly choked.

After Han Tianyi changed his clothes, he walked back to the window gently.

Xia Yuluo quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

In the dimness, a big hand covered herself with a quilt, and smoothed out her hair.

There was warmth between the foreheads, and a feathery kiss fell on his forehead.

Then he got up and left.

When Xia Yuluo heard the sound of the door opening, she turned over and took the opportunity to bite the quilt into her mouth.

Her heart was sore and astringent, she could only bite the quilt tightly to prevent herself from revealing her secrets.

It was still dark in the room, so Xia Yuluo opened her eyes wide.

Until dawn, the teeth were so hard that they were a little sore, and there was sadness between the brows.

She ended up just curling up.

He hugged his knees, buried his face in the shadows, his shoulders trembling slightly.

This morning, the hustle and bustle came to fruition.

Han Tianyi pushed the driver out.

Everything was just an unusually ordinary accident.

Xia Yuluo stayed at home and watched the sporadic pictures of Han Tianyi captured by the reporter.

She felt that things were not so simple.

If it was so simple, Han Tianyi wouldn't be stuck halfway through his speech that day.

The driver is nothing more than a scapegoat.

Xia Yuluo turned off the TV.

The gray weather outside is not getting any better, and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

This winter seems to be extraordinarily cold.

She stood up, ready to make milk powder for the little bean sprouts.

As I walked, some fragmentary pictures in my mind were pieced together.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yuluo's body softened and she almost fell.

She held on to the wall next to her.

Think of Han Tianyi's anomalies in the past few days, and the sinister woman she saw when she was on vacation.

Now, she can finally be sure.

That woman is Han Weiyi!
Then all of Han Tianyi's abnormal behavior can be explained!

Xia Yuluo straightened up.

Han Tianyi procrastinated on this matter and did not resolve it for a long time.

He was just hesitating, should he choose himself or Han Weiyi?

He didn't say anything that day because it involved Han Weiyi?

Xia Yuluo felt dizzy for a while.

She supported her body vigorously, gasping for breath, relieving the pain in her heart.

But then she thought again, isn't Han Weiyi already dead?How could it suddenly appear?
And my own mother.

These two people actually came back from the dead?

What kind of conspiracy is behind this?
Are there really ghosts in this world?