Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

Jiang Ze picked up the shirt and looked at it carefully.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Ze gritted his teeth and looked at the shirt with lip prints on his hand, which bitch did it?

Jiang Ze was very sure that it wasn't Tang Ran who did it, because they had just finished their quarrel yesterday, and it was already very good for Tang Ran to talk to him.

In a daze, Jiang Ze thought of the woman in red who came halfway when he was drinking last night.

It should be the woman who stayed behind.

Jiang Ze threw the clothes into the trash can without thinking.

When Jiang Ze came down to eat, Tang Ran was already sitting in the restaurant.

"Of course, good morning."

Jiang Ze greeted Tang Ran with a smile, but Tang Ran acted as if he didn't see it, and ate his own.

Seeing Tang Ran's indifferent attitude, Jiang Ze's smile collapsed.

"Of course, are you still angry?" Jiang Ze looked at Tang Ran cautiously and asked.

Tang Ran froze for a moment, then said coldly, "No."

Jiang Ze pursed his lips: "Of course I can explain what happened yesterday, but in fact I..."

"I've already eaten it, Mr. Jiang will take it slowly."

After Tang Ran finished speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

Jiang Ze looked at Tang Ran who left him expressionlessly, and stretched out his hand to grab Tang Ran's arm.

"However, what Tang Tian said yesterday is all he knows, even if you ask again, you won't be able to ask anything."

Tang Ran nodded indifferently: "I see, what next? If Mr. Jiang is fine, can you let go?"

Jiang Ze stared at Tang Ran in a daze. Tang Ran took advantage of Jiang Ze's stunned moment to break away from Jiang Ze's hand, turned around and went upstairs.

Jiang Ze looked at the breakfast prepared on the table, turned around and chased after him.

It's just that Jiang Ze was a step too late, Tang Ran had already locked the door.

"Of course, what's the matter with you? Even if you let me die, let me die more clearly!" Jiang Ze kept knocking on the door, but Tang Ran in the room didn't seem to hear it. He coaxed Momo to himself.

Gradually there was no sound outside the door. Tang Ran stood at the door and listened carefully. After confirming that there was really no sound, Tang Ran pulled his lips and smiled sarcastically.

Tang Ran, what are you looking forward to?Jiang Ze has already betrayed you.

Tang Ran leaned helplessly against the door panel.

But what Tang Ran didn't know was that Jiang Ze didn't leave, but stood at the door, waiting for Tang Ran to open it.

At noon, Tang Ran finally opened the door, but just as he opened the door, he saw a black figure walking upside down.

Tang Ran subconsciously reached out to catch the person, but soon let go of her hand.

"Of course, you finally opened the door."

Jiang Ze looked at Tang Ran happily, but Tang Ran didn't say anything.

Just went downstairs in silence to prepare for lunch.

Jiang Ze frowned, and grabbed Tang Ran.

"Tang Ran, can't we explain clearly what's going on? Is there a need for such a cold war?"

Tang Ran looked at Jiang Ze, as if he saw an expression of grievance on his face.

Tang Ran was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"Don't you know what Mr. Jiang himself did? Since he did that kind of thing last night, why come back? Wouldn't it be nice to just open a room outside?"

Hearing Tang Ran's cynicism, Jiang Ze thought she was talking about going to the bar to drink last night.

He was indeed wrong about this matter.

"Since you don't like it, I won't go in the future."

Jiang Ze looked at Tang Ran and said seriously.

As long as Tang Ran didn't like it, he could change it, and Ran Ran had just given birth, so he really shouldn't be drinking at this time.

What's more, Ranran suffered from prenatal depression when she was pregnant, so he should give her a sense of security at this time.

But what Tang Ran told him was totally different.

After hearing Jiang Ze's confession, Tang Ran's eyes flashed with pain.

What does it mean that she won't do it if she doesn't like it in the future.

Tang Ran sneered, and said sarcastically, "Who is Mr. Jiang? He doesn't need to report to me what he does. Mr. Jiang can go if he wants to. What can I do?"