In front of the sink, Zhou Chuyu's hand holding a large basin was trembling.

Turn on the faucet, tears and tap water dripped into the large basin.

At this moment, she was in a trance.

My eyes were getting darker.

It seems like a person who is about to die with a terminal illness and has no strength at all.

In my mind, the scene of Ou Xiangbei and Chen Yichi luo embracing each other is constantly replaying.

The feeling of heartache was about to tear her to pieces.

She didn't come to her senses until the water in the basin overflowed and dripped on her feet.

Sniff, and walked out of the kitchen quickly with a whole basin of cold water.

Step by step, he walked towards the naked man and woman who kept kissing passionately.

The teeth bite the lower lip.

"Wow..." A basin of cold water in his hand was poured down hard,

"Bang..." After pouring water, the big basin directly hit the two of them.

In an instant, the basin was split into pieces...

"Ah!" The biting cold immediately made Chen Yi jump from Ou Xiangbei like a spring.

Seeing Zhou Chuyu, Chen Yi immediately pretended to be nervous and fiddled with her wet hair, quickly putting her clothes on her body.

The unconscious Ou Xiangbei also woke up completely.

He was shocked, shook his extremely heavy head, turned his head to look at Zhou Chuyu's tears-ridden face above his head, stunned.

The next second, he lowered his head in surprise, looked at his naked body, then turned his head and roared at Chen Yi who was wearing clothes beside him: "How come you are here!"

"Your Madam Ou... Didn't you call me here? You said your wife was not at home... You forgot to ask me to accompany you..." After Chen Yi finished tidying up her clothes, she stood there, looking at Zhou Chuyu with tears on her face, fabricating her own lies and pretending to be innocent.

Seeing Zhou Chuyu's tears, she felt very satisfied.

"How is that possible!" Ou Xiangbei looked at Zhou Chuyu again, stroked his wet hair, put his clothes and pants on his body randomly, walked to her, held her cold hand, and said, "Wife, I'm sorry, I've drunk too much."

Zhou Chuyu stared at him in a daze, pulled his hand coldly, and took a deep breath...

He raised his hand again and "Pan..." The scorching slap was printed on his face without any mercy.

"Ou Xiangbei, in fact, I always knew that you and her never stopped. I also knew that you came back late at night not because you drank with your friends, but because you were fooling around with her. I just kept holding on and pretended to be stupid. I kept waiting for you. When you look back, I thought that as long as I get pregnant and have a baby, you will grow up and change. But I didn't expect that you will become more serious. Now you have learned to bring the mistress home while I am not here...!" A trembling finger pointed at Chen Yi, whose hair was dripping with water, staring at his face with tears in his tears, and his words were heartbreaking.

Seeing her burst into tears, Ou Xiangbei was completely panicked.

He grabbed her hand again and said, "Wife, I'm drunk, I don't know why I brought her back. Forgive me, I won't know next time..."

"In the past few months, whenever I know you are fooling around outside, I tell myself that you will be fine next time, and you will not be able to do so next time, and then I deceive myself and silently forgive myself... But this time, I don't want to forgive me anymore, I don't want my love to become your capital to hurt me. Ou Xiangbei, that's it!"

Taking a deep breath, she pulled out her hand coldly again, wiped the tears from her face with both hands. Without even looking at Chen Yi, she turned around and ran out quickly.

"Wife, wait for me..." Ou Xiangbei picked up his coat and wanted to run out.

But at this moment, Chen Yi held his hand tightly.

"Your Madam Ou, don't leave..." Chen Yi's eyes were as charming as silk, and she stretched out her hand, constantly spinning around his lower body, bewitching.

"Get out of your sister! Get out of here! What are you doing!" Ou Xiangbei stretched out his hand, threw her aside, and rushed to chase her out quickly...

When Ou Xiangbei left the door, Zhou Chuyu had disappeared...

"Bang!" He raised his hand, slapped himself in a big mouth, and cursed: "Ou Xiangbei, you are really not a human!"

Then, he walked directly to his royal blue Lamborghini, opened the car door, started the car, and merged into the night.

Behind the black Mercedes-Benz, Zhou Chuyu, with tears on his face, slowly stood up, looking at the Lamborghini gradually fading away, and felt ache in his heart.

After opening the car door, she got into the car directly, turned the front of the car, and headed in the opposite direction to him...

The streets are so deserted in the middle of the winter.

On the street with sparse figures of cars, she drove aimlessly.

The heart seemed to be cut off by something, and every cell in the body was in pain.

When he returned to the gods again, the car had already driven downstairs of Su Qingcheng's house.

When she opened the car door, she stood on the car weakly like a walking corpse.

Looking up, looking at the building in front of me with almost completely turned off the lights, I took out my cell phone and dialed Su Qingcheng's phone number.

"Chu Yu? It's so late, is there anything wrong?"

Hearing Su Qingcheng's voice, her tears broke out again.

"Qingcheng, I really hurt. Can you save me? Save me?" My body slid downwards against the body of the car.

Finally, she squatted on the ground weakly, holding her chest and constantly massaged her, for fear that her heart would hurt so much that it stopped.

"Chu Yu, what's wrong with you? Don't cry. Tell me where you are. I'll go find you right now."

"I...I'm right downstairs of your house, Su Qingcheng." She choked and hung up the phone.

Relying on the tire, she hugged her knees with her hands and buried her head deep on her knees.

The bitter wind poured into her clothes, but she didn't feel the cold at all.

No matter how cold you are, isn't it?

Five minutes later, Su Qingcheng, who was wearing a coat outside his pajamas, ran out panting.

Standing at the entrance of the building and looking at Zhou Chuyu's appearance, Su Qingcheng's heart seemed to be grabbed by something.

Take a deep breath and step forward to help her up.

He hugged her in his arms with heartache, hugged her tightly, and said, "That bastard has bullied you again, right?"

"Qingcheng, I thought that as long as I waited silently, he would get better one day, but I didn't expect that my silence and my love would just become his capital to hurt me." She hugged him, as if holding the last straw.

"Be good, don't cry, let's go up first. You're dressed so thin, don't be frozen." As he said that, Su Qingcheng picked her up directly, strode into the building, and then entered the elevator.

In the elevator, she let him hold her, her head buried deep in his warm mouth, her hands hooked against his neck, and her heart was ashamed.

After the elevator door opened, he hugged her and walked out of the elevator quickly and walked to his door.

He opened the false door, changed into slippers, and carried her to the living room.

In front of the sofa, he carefully put her down, as if he was caring for the precious and fragile antiques and jades.

"Doudu..." The vibrating sound of the phone cut through the tranquility at this moment.
Chapter completed!