Aren't you going to get a divorce?

There are different opinions about why Yan Muqiu and Liu Zhong fought. The main guess is that they had an unpleasant fight when they started the company together. The core technology also took away many employees.It is estimated that I drank too much today, so I moved my hands without saying a word.

The more the students talked, the more they felt that this was the case, because they couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation. After all, this was the only point of intersection between the two of them as we all know.

As for why Yan Muqiu would go and come back again, no one can tell the reason.

The parties kept silent, and in order to satisfy their own curiosity, everyone could only guess wildly.

Wei He did not see Liu Zhong and Yan Muqiu in the end. Some people said that they went home through the back door, and some said that they went to the hospital with the injured classmate. There were many people talking, and everyone had different opinions.

"Wait! Liu Zhong went back?" a classmate exclaimed, "Did he pay?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people were stunned for a moment, and what's more, their faces changed immediately, even more surprised and ugly than when they heard the two fighting just now.

"Should we pay first, everyone AA?"

"We paid, can I ask Liu Zhong for it afterwards?"

"It's not good..."

"It's okay, everyone will share one point, it won't be very expensive."

"Whether you want to go to the next KTV or not, Vice Chairman Liu said that he has reserved a private room."

The people who were discussing the fight just now changed the topic.

At this time, Wei He's alcohol came up again, and he leaned against Ji Chengxiao dizzily, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Some people get more excited after drinking, while Weihe is the opposite.

Ji Chengxiao half held him in his arms, ignored a group of chattering people, and went directly to the manager to pay the bill.

Liu Zhong had already paid the deposit in advance, and Ji Chengxiao made up the remaining money.

Wei He yawned in a daze, Ji Chengxiao took a look, and carried him on his back, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Cheng Xiao." Wei He leaned his head on Ji Chengxiao's shoulder, and shook his head slightly as the man moved. He felt that he would wake up when the wind blew, but he still seemed to be dizzy. Cheng Xiao said, "I have nothing to do with that Yan Muqiu."

Ji Chengxiao thought what Wei He was going to say, but when he heard that, his tongue rolled into a smile: "I know."

"How did you know that?"

Ji Chengxiao paused, he asked someone to check Wei He's information, of course he knew.

Wei He didn't continue to dwell on this question: "I agreed to marry you because I was angry with him."

"Oh, really?" Ji Chengxiao raised his eyebrows knowing that the other party couldn't see it.

"Yeah." Wei He was very serious: "I want to leave him, and I just heard that you want to choose a concubine."

Ji Chengxiao was amused by him, "I also just happened to be forced into marriage, who knew that I would just choose you among so many people."

When the driver arrived, Ji Chengxiao carried Wei He into the back seat, and Wei He said, "This is fate!"

After a while, when Ji Chengxiao sat down, he took the initiative to lean over again, "Chengxiao, it's better for you to treat me better."

Ji Chengxiao hugged him tightly: "Yan Muqiu treats you badly?"

Weihe: "It's bad, it's bad."

Ji Chengxiao stroked Wei He's head, "Then why do you still like him, and he treats you badly?"

After a long time, before Wei He could reply, Ji Chengxiao looked down and found that Wei He had quietly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to pinch Weihe's nose maliciously, "Little villain."

Wei He couldn't breathe well, and made a whining sound like a piggy eye.

Ji Chengxiao played for a while before letting go reluctantly.

In fact, he was a little upset in his heart. The domineering president wanted to find a chance to beat Liu Zhong up, but Yan Muqiu took the lead.

Ji Chengxiao thought, he has to deal with Liu Zhong in another way.

It's just that Ji Chengxiao didn't expect that he would have to queue up on the way to clean up Liu Zhong.

Liu Zhong doesn't have a residence in City A. He was taken back to the hotel by his subordinates and started smashing things, vases, computers, hair dryers, everything that the hotel can smash: "Fucking Yan Muqiu!"

"What are you yourself, you dare to beat me!"

"You fucking think you're a lover. If I hadn't seen you flirting with Weihe like a dog, I would have noticed him?"

Yan Muqiu is Wei He's boyfriend, but from their point of view, Yan Muqiu did not give Wei He the love and respect that he deserved. As time passed, Liu Zhong and others naturally followed Yan Muqiu and looked down on Wei He. .

"Love Collection" says: A party's attitude towards his or her partner in front of friends will indirectly affect the attitude of that party's friends towards their partner.

Since Yan Muqiu didn't care, it wouldn't matter if he forced Wei He to sleep with him.

Who knew that after so many years, that psychotic Yan Muqiu would suddenly settle accounts with him after Qiuhou.

So he knew where he died a few years ago.

Liu Zhong thought coldly, he and Yan Muqiu were the same, don't look down on each other.

A day later, when Liu Zhong calmed down, his subordinates knocked on the door, "Mr. Liu, the lawyer is here."

Liu Zhong sat on the sofa and wiped his hair: "Let him in."

A middle-aged man with a briefcase came in, and he handed out a business card to Liu Zhong, "Hello, Mr. Liu."

Liu Zhong raised his head, "I have long admired you, Mr. Wilson."

Middle-aged man: "You are welcome, Mr. Liu, you can call me by my Chinese name, You Bin."

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The decoration of the small building has almost been completed. Wei He and Ji Chengxiao have taken the time to visit it these few days. Seeing that the original bare rough house has gradually become their warm little home, Wei He's heart is full of honey. .

"Cheng Xiao, do you like it?"

The decoration style is according to Wei He's liking. He intentionally removed the two colors of black and gray in a large area.

Ji Chengxiao didn't have any opinion on this, anyway, he was in a good mood when he saw Wei He, knowing that the decoration of this house was the result of Wei He's painstaking efforts, his mood was even better, and Wei He did what he said.

"You are the master of this family, I listen to you."

Apart from the house, the wedding dress is also the key point. Ji Chengxiao complained: "I don't know which company Luo Zhirui found last time. The clothes they make are as ugly as hers."

Wei He was raising his arms for someone to measure at that time, and when he heard this, he couldn't hold back his laughter all of a sudden.

However, these were not what he was most concerned about. Wei He was relieved that Ji Chengxiao's illness had hardly relapsed, so he told Wang Yuan about it.

Wang Yuan encouraged him to continue his efforts, and analyzed, "A rich sex life is also very helpful to release stress and relieve inner anxiety."

Wei He blushed when he was told.

Wei He stood there to measure the size, while Ji Chengxiao sat on the sofa like an old man and looked at him unscrupulously, flirting with his little wife.

In the end, Wei He's skin was not thick enough, so he took the lead to look away.

Ji Chengxiao laughed wickedly, and at this moment, Wei He's cell phone vibrated a few times.

He glanced at it, then took it over and unlocked it with his fingerprints.

After getting along for a long time, many shortcomings of Ji Chengxiao have also been exposed, such as his domineering and domineering attributes as a domineering president, but he asked Wei He, who didn't know when to enter his fingerprints, and even opened his mobile phone to see...

But the other party was Wei He. Not only was Wei He not angry because his privacy was violated, but he was happy because it showed that he and Ji Chengxiao were getting closer.

So, ah, they really match.

It was Yan Muqiu who sent the message: "Do you have time? I still want to see you again."

Ji Chengxiao couldn't laugh anymore.

Wei He was keenly aware of Ji Chengxiao's emotional changes, "What's wrong, who sent it?"

Ji Chengxiao put the phone back, "We'll talk about it when you're done."

After the tailor left, Wei He had time to look at his mobile phone. After seeing it, he turned his head and glanced at Ji Chengxiao.

Ji Chengxiao: "Look at what I do?"

Wei He rubbed against him: "Are you angry?"

Ji Cheng said with a dull face, "No."

Wei He: "I deleted him, and I will never contact him again."

Ji Chengxiao suddenly picked him up, hugged him into his arms and ravaged him, Wei He's hair was messed up.

He heard Ji Chengxiao say, "I want to know what you really think."

Hearing this, Wei He lowered his head, thought about it seriously, and said sincerely and firmly: "I want to see Yan Muqiu, and talk to him clearly, so that he won't bother us in the future."

Although Wei He didn't want to think about it, he vaguely guessed that he was the reason why Yan Muqiu and Liu Zhong fought.

Wei He thought that Ji Chengxiao would object, but he actually agreed.

Ji Chengxiao said: "Wei He, you have grown up."

"You have grown to the point where you can handle everything alone, and you are no longer the cowardly and inferior you."

This is Weihe, a Weihe who can be very good.

If time went back a few years, Wei He would never believe that he would talk to Yan Muqiu calmly one day.

The two sat facing each other, neither of them spoke first, Yan Muqiu looked at Wei He, his eyes were heavy, filled with countless complex emotions, like a spider's web, trying to stick Wei He firmly.

This is the first time that Yan Muqiu has looked at Wei He seriously, and he suddenly realized that he never seems to have calmed down to see the appearance of this person who has been by his side for many years.

Wei He was uncomfortable being watched by Yan Muqiu, and his eyes dodged for a moment. He saw that the bruises on the opponent's face that had not faded from the fight that day could still be seen, so he changed the subject in a hurry: "Why did you hit Liu Zhong?"

Yan Muqiu came back to his senses and found Wei He's words extremely ridiculous, "He cuckolded me, why can't I hit him?"

"Ah?" It is said that being in love lowers people's IQ, Wei He is not surprised, he doesn't know what is wrong, so he blurted out without thinking: "He and Zhong Xin are dating?"

Yan Muqiu: "..."

"Weihe, what are you pretending to be stupid for?"

Yan Muqiu took a sip of coffee, and spoke in Wei He's familiar tone, "Isn't it you?"

"I don't have one!" Wei He blurted out immediately as if he was frightened, "I don't have one."

He hated Liu Zhong before it was too late, how could he be with him, "Why do you say that about me?"

Yan Muqiu looked at him quietly, and suddenly sighed, his tone was flat: "Wei He, I saw it that night."

"It's not just me, my parents and I saw it. You didn't draw the curtains."

Wei He stared at him blankly, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't make any sound.

Blinking, which night?

That evening?

He probably has the answer in his heart.

"You mean..." Wei He's voice was very soft, as if he suddenly lost all his strength, and said lightly, "That night, you were downstairs at home? Aren't you accompanying a client?"

Yan Muqiu: "My parents came to visit me temporarily, and the meeting with the client ended early. I wanted to take them home to have a look, but I didn't expect..."

He looked up, as if recalling, "Don't you know? You can see the window from downstairs, and you can see it clearly. I reminded you when I rented it, this house is not very private."

Wei He was silent for a while, before he continued to ask, his voice a little hoarse: "And then?"

"My parents were there at the time, Wei He, do you know my mood at that time? Do you know our mood at that time?" Yan Muqiu said that when he got emotional, he hammered the table hard and made a loud "bang" ring.

Wei He stared blankly at the table, "Then you... did you see me hitting him?"

"What?" Yan Muqiu took out a cigarette, saw the no-smoking sign on the side, and put it away irritably, "I don't remember."

After so many years, he had long forgotten what should have been forgotten.

The only thing imprinted in his mind was the scene he accidentally raised his head to see, and the rest were the sad expressions of his parents, and the uncontrollable anger in his heart every time he thought about it.

"I sent my parents to a nearby hotel to rest, and then I went back again, only to see Liu Zhong coming out."

At that time, Yan Muqiu couldn't see any injuries on Liu Zhong's body, but he could hear the other party's rough panting, and said in a low voice: "Wei He, the little fairy, is sexy!"

Yan Muqiu: "Do you know why I haven't touched you for so many years, Wei He?"

"I find you disgusting."

"You were touched by someone else."

"You cheated."

Every word, like a knife, pierced Wei He's heart one by one.

There was such a misunderstanding between him and Yan Muqiu.

"Why do you think so?" Weihe couldn't understand, he tried to justify himself, "I loved you so much at that time, I treated you so well, how could I—"

Yan Muqiu said coldly: "You are so kind to me, it's just because of guilt."

Wei He was choked all of a sudden, looking at Yan Muqiu as if he was looking at a stranger.

"I didn't treat you well, Wei He, but you didn't complain at all." This actually made Yan Muqiu believe that Wei He's actions were all due to guilt.

Liu Zhong left the company, their adultery had to end, and Wei He only had Yan Muqiu's thick thigh to hug.

"My parents asked me to break up with you, but I refused."

Yan Muqiu will not break up with Wei He, he wants to take revenge on him.

Only by torturing Wei He and watching him lower his eyebrows and be careful in front of him can Yan Muqiu get a little bit of satisfaction from it.

"Wei He, come back, I forgive you." Yan Muqiu said.

Wei He smiled wryly: "I don't need...you forgive me."

He said to Yan Muqiu: "Have you ever thought that Liu Zhong and I have never been together, but he is forcing me."

This is so ridiculous, Yan Muqiu actually found him guilty of cheating just by looking through the window, even if he ran up to question him angrily.

It's ridiculous, no one will believe it.

"How is it possible?" Yan Muqiu frowned, he had never thought about it before, in his opinion, Wei He was an extremely ordinary and unattractive man.

Yan Muqiu even wondered if it was Liu Zhong who was seduced by Wei He.

"Yan Muqiu, let me tell you a story." Wei He said.

He told Yan Muqiu all about Liu Zhong's plot against him at 01:30, tears streaming down his face as he spoke.

He was thinking about how to hide this matter from Yan Muqiu, but he didn't think that he actually knew about it long ago.

Both of them are really strict with their mouths.

Weihe: "After all, you never respected me."

"What are you talking about, Wei He?" Yan Muqiu's pupils trembled, and he looked at him in disbelief, with a look of struggle flashing in his eyes, "You lied to me, didn't you?"

It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to talk to him, Wei He said: "It doesn't matter, believe it or not."