President Gao Leng's little wife

Xia Yuluo took out the phone, found Zhao Yiru's number and dialed it.

The phone rang for a long time before being picked up.

"Hmph, who am I? It turns out she's my good sister. Why do you have a crush on me?"

Zhao Yiru's tone was still sarcastic, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Xia Yuluo suppressed the disgust in her heart and spoke quietly.

"Sister, do you have time now? Can you come out, let's have a good chat."

She wanted to ask Zhao Yiru out first, but she didn't want to talk about it because she was afraid that she would find out.

"There's nothing to talk about between us. You're the wife of President Han Da now, and I can't afford it."

Zhao Yiru was rustling there, but she didn't know what she was doing.

"You can talk about anything, but we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Xia Yuluo patiently continued to ask her out.

"Sorry, I'm not free."

Zhao Yiru hung up the phone directly.

Xia Yuluo's expression turned cold when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

She picked up the coat from the sofa and went outside.

And Zhao Yiru hung up the phone, and concentrated on painting her nails.

Her husband Qi Ruofeng came out of the bedroom in a suit and leather shoes without even looking at her.

"Did Xia Yuluo call just now?"

He approached Zhao Yiru, and he actually asked Xia Yuluo.

Zhao Yiru looked at his face, wishing it could be torn apart, and glanced at his head.

"Thinking about her so much, you have the ability to find her."

Qi Ruofeng thought about Xia Yuluo every day, and she was already getting impatient.

At that time, she married Qi Ruofeng only for his money.

But after marrying him, this man has never invested a lot of money in himself.

She had long been disheartened with him.

"Humph!"

Qi Ruofeng grabbed her hand vigorously and squeezed her chin.

"You'd better pay attention to your tone when you speak in the future."

The strong smell of woman's perfume on his body hit Zhao Yiru's nose.

She sniffed disgustedly.

It's not that she doesn't know that Qi Ruofeng sings and dances outside every day, but because she has no real power, she can only swallow her anger.

How could she be reconciled, she clenched her teeth.

"What kind of skill is it to lose your temper with me? If you have the ability, you can get Xia Yuluo."

She deliberately provoked Qi Ruofeng's heartache.

Qi Ruofeng was poked at the sore spot, his face was livid, and he ruthlessly shook off Zhao Yiru's hand.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

He took several steps back, as if Zhao Yiru had a virus on him.

He straightened his tie and collar again.

With such a glamorous dress, needless to say, he must have gone out to find other women again.

Zhao Yiru's nose was almost crooked, and she grabbed the nail polish on the table and wanted to throw it out.

However, after thinking about the expensive price of that bottle of nail polish, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had to carefully put it down again.

"I don't even look at who is raising you. I'm going to throw up when I go home and face your yellow face all day long."

Seeing her actions, Qi Ruofeng sneered again before walking out of the house in a serious manner.

"Qi Ruofeng!"

Even after suffering such a shame, Zhao Yiru didn't dare to ask for a divorce.

She was afraid that if she got divorced, she would lose all her money.

So no matter how Qi Ruofeng treated her, she endured it.

Zhao Yiru's heart was burning like fire. Looking at Qi Ruofeng's back, she hated that the person she married was not Han Tianyi!