Genuine Brand and Green Tea's Battle for Husband

"Crash!"

Everything on the mahogany table was swept away.

Thick palms grabbed the woman's waist and pressed her down.

Tan Qiuyu only had time to let out an exclamation, the pain in the back of her head came one after another, and she gasped again and again.

"No, the door is not closed."

She gasped and grabbed the man's hand, her eyes were full of water and she looked at him sadly, her palm-sized face was flushed.

"It will be seen by others."

The man paused and looked up from her neck.

Chestnut fluffy hair, next to a handsome three-dimensional face.The narrow and sharp eyes are as deep as an ancient well, and there is a thin lip under the straight bridge of the nose.

The corners of his lips curled into a cruel arc, he grabbed Tan Qiuyu's hand, and pressed it hard on the table: "Why, do you still know how to lose face? I thought you were gone."

His head seemed to have been hit hard, and the blood all over his body flowed back to his head in an instant.

Tan Qiuyu was cold all over, and her fingertips were trembling.

This is her husband, and the man she loves so much, she even wants to give him her heart after one year of marriage.

But he disdains, even loathes.

It took her more than ten years to climb to his side step by step. She cried all night before marrying him, but what greeted her on the wedding day was his violent disgust.

He gave him all his heart and soul, and he trampled on it for a year.

"We are here as guests today, Jing Xing, I beg you, don't be here."

Enduring the pain that made her hands and feet cold, she tried her best to smile brightly at him, the sadness in her eyes was touching.

Ke Jingxing's pupils fluttered, and then he let go of his hand.

Just when Tan Qiuyu thought her showing of weakness had worked, she saw him cruelly straighten up and look down at her lying on the table.

"Here, or never touch you, Tan Qiuyu, you choose."

His voice was cold, not joking.

He knew exactly what choice she would make, but he still wanted to humiliate her.

But she clearly knew that he wanted to humiliate herself, but she couldn't make any other choice.

Biting her lips and struggling to get up, Tan Qiuyu lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at the contempt and mockery on his face.

In any case, she would not give up the chance to contact him, nor give up any chance of him falling in love with her.

So she has no choice.

The weak and boneless little hands climbed onto his neck, she took a deep breath and covered herself up, and cautiously brought her close to his lips.

The moment the superficial kiss fell on her, Ke Jingxing pinched the back of her head and deepened the kiss severely.

After a long time, throw her away like throwing garbage.

"You really are a lowly woman, no matter how much you trample on you, you will get up, are you so hungry?"

Ke Jingxing looked down at Tan Qiuyu from above, with cold eyes, he took out a juan handkerchief and wiped his lips, then threw it on the ground unceremoniously.

This move was like a slap on Tan Qiuyu's face.

All the blood in her body stopped, and her face was pale with heartache.

At this moment, the door of the guest room was suddenly pushed open, and the servant froze when he saw the posture of the two of them.

Then he nodded: "Mr. Ke, I'm sorry to bother you, but you may need to go down now."

Ke Jingxing glanced over indifferently: "What I hate the most is other people's presumptuous waste of my time."

The servant didn't change his face, and continued: "It's Miss Tan Yuanyuan..."

Before he could finish speaking, just a name made Ke Jingxing's face change, and he lifted his feet and swept away like a gust of wind.

He didn't even glance at Tan Qiuyu, who was half lying on the table, and didn't even say a word.

Tan Qiuyu sat up in a state of embarrassment, her clothes were half-faded, and there were still marks left by him on her body.

She was like a rag doll that had been played with, and just a name made him leave without stopping.

It was her younger sister, who was also Ke Jingxing's childhood sweetheart.

The servant looked at Tan Qiuyu with pity in his eyes, turned and walked out without saying anything.

Looking at the entire H city, who doesn't know that Ke Jingxing hates his wife extremely?

And who doesn't know, in Ke Jingxing's heart, uh, that person is his sister-in-law.

Staring blankly at the closed door, Tan Qiuyu couldn't hold back anymore, and buried her face in her hands.

She could bear his ignorance and disgust, but she never dared to think that there was another person in his heart.

If she doesn't like her, she can work hard to be what he likes, and step by step climb up to a position that can match him.

But if he likes someone else, what can she do?
After a long time, Tan Qiuyu, who had adjusted his mood, returned to the banquet living room on the first floor. When he went down the stairs, he saw Ke Jingxing where everyone's eyes were focused.

He is always so bright.

As if aware of her gaze, Ke Jingxing looked over from afar, and waved to her with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Tan Qiuyu was a little flattered.

Are you calling her?
Seeing a hint of impatience in his eyes, Tan Qiuyu didn't have time to think about why he suddenly changed his attitude.

Lifting the hem of the skirt like a bird waiting to return to its nest, she jumped towards Ke Jingxing with a trace of joy in her heart.

She didn't see that there was malicious gloating on a familiar delicate face not far away.

"Let me introduce you." Ke Jingxing grabbed Tan Qiuyu's waist and said to the middle-aged man standing in front of him, "Tan Qiuyu, the lead dancer of the fly dance troupe."

Tan Qiuyu looked at Ke Jingxing in a daze.

But he leaned closer to his ear, seemingly tender but coldly said: "Show your most beautiful appearance and smile."

"why?"

Tan Qiuyu has already noticed something is wrong.

Ke Jingxing: "I'll make you laugh."

Looking at the coldness in his eyes, Tan Qiuyu's hands and feet felt cold.

The middle-aged man looked at Tan Qiuyu, "Then invite Miss Tan Qiuyu to dance."

When the voice fell to the ground, everyone looked over in disbelief.

Dancing on this occasion is undoubtedly a humiliation, like a plaything.

"Ke Jingxing really protects Tan Yuanyuan. He obviously wanted her to dance, but he actually asked his wife to replace her?"

"Damn, Ke Jingxing holds his sister-in-law in his hands, so I have pity on this Mrs. Ke."

The onlookers murmured in low voices.

Every single word pierced into Tan Qiuyu's heart like a needle.

She smiled sadly, and looked at Ke Jingxing with despair in her eyes, her already numb heart seemed to be tightly clenched.

"Have you ever thought about it, am I your wife? How will I feel if you treat me like this?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he wanted her to be humiliated instead of the woman in his heart.

Ke Jingxing grabbed her wrist fiercely, and pushed her forward mercilessly in her desperate eyes.

Tan Qiuyu was unsteady and fell hard to the ground.

She leaned back on the ground feebly.

Tan Yuanyuan didn't know when he stood beside Ke Jingxing, his eyes were full of pride that others couldn't see.