"Honey, my hair is wet."

She touched his leg with her hand, and looked at her with moist eyes, like a fairy who wanted to suck people's energy.

Li Yaochuan took a deep breath, his face remained still, his black eyes stared at her, and his thin lips lifted: "Where is it wet?"

Jian Qing grabbed his hand, and suddenly she straddled him, wrapped her hands around his neck, and breathed heavily at him, "You'll know if you touch it."

Her voice was soft and gentle, scraping his heart and lungs like a feather.

Li Yaochuan's eyes darkened, and he pinched her buttocks uncontrollably with his big palm, his voice was slightly hoarse: "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"

Is this teasing her?
But this is not something that Li Yaochuan can do.

Feeling the heat of his eyes, Jian Qing was overjoyed, she put her hand on his chest, slid into his bath towel, stroked it gently, and at the same time lowered her head to kiss his lips, like kissing on TV, sucking and gnawing Biting, and trying to pry open his teeth with his tongue, wanting to entangle him more deeply.

I thought he would push himself away, but Li Yaochuan's breath was unsteady and his body was hot after being teased by her. He pressed her big palm on the back of her head, pressed her to him to regain his sovereignty, and plundered her lips forcefully land.

"Well……"

Jian Qing was breathless from his kiss, her little hand resting on his chest.

Li Yaochuan let go of her a little, let her take a breath, and then pressed down on her again, as if he knew the taste by eating the marrow.

The two fell down on the sofa entangled, and the phone on the table rang suddenly.

The two had a meal at the same time, and when Jian Qing wanted to continue, Li Yaochuan suppressed the heat in his body and got up to answer the phone.

As soon as the phone was picked up, a hoarse male voice modified with a voice changer came from the other end: "Is Mr. Li? Hehe, your old lover is now in my hands."

Hearing this, Li Yaochuan's face darkened, his black eyes narrowed, and he exuded a faint hostility: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether President Li wants to keep your old lover or not?"

"Where are people? I want to hear her voice!"

The mysterious man smiled: "Yes."

I don't know what happened on the other end, and immediately the woman screamed and cried in fear: "Ah! Don't touch me! Yao Chuan! Yao Chuan save me!"

"Gag her mouth!"

The mysterious man snorted, and then let out a cold, sinister laugh: "I wonder if President Li is free now?"

"What do you want to do?" Li Yaochuan tightened his grip on the phone, his voice was cold.

The mysterious man gave an address, and said with a smile, "I hope to see Mr. Li alone after half an hour."

When the phone was hung up, Li Yaochuan's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, he got up and changed his clothes to go out.

Jian Qing didn't know what the call was about, but when she vaguely heard Xiao Yuwan's voice, she felt panic in her heart.

Panicked, she couldn't care about anything anymore, hugged him, and begged, "Husband, don't go."

"Be obedient, I have something to go out for."

Li Yaochuan directly pulled her hand away, turned around and was about to leave, Jian Qing eagerly grabbed his hand, her eyes trembled slightly, but her tone was a bit domineering: "I won't let you go! You said you have nothing to do with her anymore !"

"I'll explain it to you when I get back."

Li Yaochuan took a deep breath, pulled her hand away, and left in a hurry, as if he couldn't wait to see his beloved.

Jian Qing looked at her bedroom door which was closed tightly, and bit her lips tightly to keep her tears from falling, but her heart went cold, with a biting cold pain.

Didn't it mean that you have nothing to do with her anymore?
Why did he abandon her when she called and he didn't even have time to explain?

Who is she to him?
Does he really have her in his heart?

Jian Qing lost her mind, and sat on the sofa with a limp body, her eyes were empty, and her dark pupils were filled with loss, as if they were about to overflow.

I want to vent, but I can't vent, my eyes are so dry and painful.

How difficult this night was, probably only Jian Qing could understand it.

Wearing a thin nightgown, she just sat on the sofa in a daze, watching the night slowly sinking, watching the temperature of her body drain.

At the beginning, she was still trying to comfort herself, nothing happened, maybe Yao Chuan stayed there for a while, and still remembered that there was a home here, and a wife waiting for him to come back.

But the clock reached twelve o'clock, and the night was so quiet that one could hear the chirping of insects outside.

Li Yaochuan hasn't come back yet.

But what could she do?

She can only continue to comfort herself like a self-deception, wait a little longer, maybe he will come back in a minute.

Her eyelids were so heavy that they fell straight down, but her head was like an explosion, and the images of Li Yaochuan and Xiao Yuwan's old relationship rekindled, you and me, kept pouring out.

She couldn't help thinking, what are they doing at this hour, so late?
But the more she thought about it, the thinner the air around her felt, as if she couldn't breathe enough.

It's three o'clock.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on her forehead, she thought, maybe this is because the coldness in her heart has already rushed to her head.

She no longer thinks about their images.

She was so lost that she could just pray that he would come back before dawn.

It was dawn, and a large expanse of bluish white leaked through the open windows.

Listening to the quiet villa, Jian Qing blinked her eyes, finally moved her numb body, and fell headfirst on the bed.

After only resting for two hours, Jian Qing opened her eyes and woke up, washed and dressed, looking calm and calm, as if yesterday's sadness was just floating clouds.

In fact, it's not that she doesn't feel pain, she just knows that no matter how painful she is, she must move on.

She couldn't tear her heart apart for a man and couldn't survive.

She still has a company, a mother and children, and unfinished revenge.

Although the father's grievances have been washed away, it is not enough, far from enough!
Xia Shuang and the others killed her father, how could she let them go so easily?
Jian Qing looked at her indifferent self in the mirror, and tied up her long hair to make herself look more capable and energetic.

Back to the company, the company is already in a mess.

Jian Qing convened a board meeting as the president, and ordered her assistant to call all the old directors and attend the meeting on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Jian Qing didn't stop in the morning.

After Luo Zixuan took the initiative to go to jail, Lin Dahai obeyed Jian Qing's order and quickly summoned reporters to stop Luo Zixuan who was detained from the court. The camera kept flashing and recorded the most embarrassing gesture in his life.

Reporters scrambled to ask him sharp questions.

"Mr. Luo, don't you have any regrets about your plotting your ex-wife, seizing your family property, and cheating in marriage? Is this really just your idea from the beginning to the end?"

"I heard that the person you cheated on was the illegitimate daughter of the Jane family. When did you meet? Was it her idea that you designed Miss Jane?"

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