Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Do you want to return to the Xu family with your current virtue? Let the elders of the Xu family see it? Let them know that you ran out and got drunk a few days after your grandfather passed away? Xu Chengfeng completely ignored her strong words: I haven't held you accountable for running out to drink, but you dare to question me?

Zuo Yue stared at him: I'm just questioning you! What qualifications do you have to take care of me!

Don't you want me to take care of you? Don't drink, don't cause so many troubles. Isn't it very peaceful in the Xu family these days? Isn't it good to keep it like this? Time will be the best antidote. Why do you have to put yourself in trouble? Forced to this point? Xu Chengfeng looked at him seriously: Zuo Yue, this is the last time I will accompany you to fool around. After you return to Xu's house tomorrow, you will explain your whereabouts to your mother. I will not interfere with your business anymore. .”

After saying that, Xu Chengfeng turned around decisively, as if he didn't intend to retain any affection.

Zuo Yue stood stiffly behind the sofa, putting one hand on the back of the sofa to support her body from falling. When she heard Xu Chengfeng's footsteps walking away, she didn't look back, but quietly tightened her hands on the sofa.

You won't come back until grandpa passes away. What if I'm about to die? If I'm about to die too, will you come back to see me? She didn't know if Xu Chengfeng heard it, so she just lowered her head and murmured. Talk to yourself.

Xu Chengfeng paused in his steps: Didn't you say you don't want to be a burden to me anymore? You know more clearly how dangerous it is to be around me? Since you rationally said that you should let go, why are you talking so much nonsense now?

Zuo Yue chuckled: Yes, that's how I am. I say let go, but I don't want to let go in my heart. As a result, some people leave so simply, as if we will never see each other again. Why on earth would I still be such a heartless person? Thinking about it.

Zuo Yue was so dizzy now that she reluctantly stood by the sofa, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around: So since you can be so heartless, why do you care whether I drank or not today? Even if I look like this now, I will return to many places. Family, being scolded by the elders of the Xu family, and being scolded by my mother is also my own business.

As she said that, she directly took her hand from the back of the sofa and walked toward the door with weak steps.

Xu Chengfeng suddenly turned his eyes to look at her. Seeing that she had tried hard to stay calm for so many days, but in the end her stubborn temper showed up after being drunk, he simply turned around and grabbed her wrist.

Zuo Yue stumbled into his arms, and hurriedly and struggled to move away.

Xu Chengfeng did not forcefully hug her, but just looked down at her with extremely cold and distant eyes, and warned: This is a mountain view villa area in the northern suburbs of Los Angeles. There are no taxis nearby at this time. I won’t send you back drunk like this. If you’re not afraid of something happening, just leave. Don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

Zuo Yue turned her eyes and stared at him, but Xu Chengfeng had already let go of his hand expressionlessly.

Xu Chengfeng, how did you do it? Zuo Yue looked at him blankly: How did you manage to be so gentle and passionate before leaving, and then be so cold-hearted, ruthless, and so thorough after leaving?

Keep your distance and stay rational in your original choice. This is the best outcome. Xu Chengfeng looked at her calmly: I will make a mistake once, but I will never make a mistake a second time.

Zuo Yue stood there blankly, and Xu Chengfeng turned around to pour out the water and put it on the coffee table: We don't prepare hangover medicine here. When the water is no longer hot, you can drink a few more glasses to clear the wine in your stomach. Dilute it and rest early.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Chengfeng passed her by with a cold face and walked inside.

*****

Early the next morning, Zuo Yue woke up with a terrible headache. She covered her head and sat up. She looked at the unfamiliar bedroom again. She didn't have a clear impression of what happened last night, but she had a vague impression of it. I can still remember it.

She seemed to have drank a lot, and then Little John called Xu Chengfeng on her mobile phone.

Xu Chengfeng took her away after he arrived...

Zuo Yue lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, took another look at this unfamiliar room, opened the door and walked out, but did not see Xu Chengfeng.

She seemed to have quarreled with him last night, but she couldn't remember exactly what they had quarreled with.

Zuo Yue walked around the living room while rubbing his head. It was a strange place, but everything was there. It didn't look like a newly purchased house, but like someone had lived there before.

And judging from the many furnishings and traces of daily life, this seemed to be a residence where a single man once lived. After walking for a while, she went to the bathroom and turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water. She barely suppressed the headache and regained consciousness. After walking for a while, he walked back to the living room.

In a daze, she seemed to remember that when she and Xu Chengfeng returned to Los Angeles, she had taken it upon herself to take him around Los Angeles.

As a result, his tone at that time did not sound like he had never lived in Los Angeles.

Instead, he seemed to be very familiar with Los Angeles, but he didn't explain much, and others didn't seem to understand.

So is this where he's been living in Los Angeles all these years?

Zuo Yue walked to the window and looked out. This place looked like a villa area in a mountainous area. The single-family villas were far apart. There was a car parked in the manor in front of her. It was the dark gray car that she was very familiar with. Porsche.

She looked around again. Since the car was still here, it meant that Xu Chengfeng had not left her alone.

Is it because she was drinking yesterday, said something irrationally, and quarreled with him, so he is still angry?

What was the quarrel about?

Shouldn't she have said any nonsense?

He had been trying hard to keep a distance for so many days, but he didn't expect that the troublesome bastard Little John actually called Xu Chengfeng away after drinking too much.

My scalp goes numb just thinking about it.

Zuo Yue scratched his hair irritably, turned around and returned to the bedroom with a dull expression.

After rummaging in the bedroom for a long time, there was nothing to wear. The clothes she wore yesterday smelled of alcohol and were all black. Looking at the black clothes reminded her of her grandfather's death, and she couldn't lift her mood.

She simply turned around and groped around to find Xu Chengfeng's room. When she opened the wardrobe, she saw some of his clothes inside. Although it looked like he hadn't been back for a long time, the several sets of shirts here were still the same as last year, but it didn't matter. Big difference.

She took a black shirt that seemed to be the longest, and then turned directly into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she felt that the uncomfortable feeling of hangover had finally dissipated a lot. Zuo Yue put on the black shirt, blew her hair until it was half dry and walked out.

Just as he walked into the living room, suddenly, the door not far away was opened from the outside to the inside.