After giving way to my husband's sweetheart

Ning'er's arrival was somewhat beyond Love's expectations.

The last time she visited, she begged Luo Fu to learn calligraphy with her, and Luo Fu agreed. She was not very happy at the time, but after so long, she never came over.

When Luo Fu saw Ning'er, she smiled and asked directly: "Is the girl here to learn calligraphy? Are you free today?"

Ning'er was still wearing a veil, unlike the last time, this time she was talking to Luo Fu without taking off her veil, she replied: "I intend to learn to write with Sister Luo, but, I will learn to write in a few days." I'm going to travel far, I'm afraid I won't have the blessing to be taught by my sister."

"You want to go out?" Love was surprised and asked, "Where is the girl going?"

Ning'er hesitated for a moment, and replied: "I'm going to a place where people can't feel comfortable, sister Luo, don't ask any more questions."

Although he only met this girl a few times, Luo Fu could see that Ning'er was a very affectionate and sexual person, so even knowing that she was a prostitute, Luo Fu still had a good impression of her in his heart.

A woman like Ning'er is her own destiny.

"Then take care of yourself." Love said sincerely.

Ning'er nodded, then raised her eyes to look at Luo Fu, and said falteringly: "Actually, I came to find my sister this time because I have something to ask for."

Love is puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Ning'er showed embarrassment, but finally summoned up her courage and said, "I want my sister to treat Mr. Zhao well."

What Ning'er said made Luo Fu confused. She frowned, and replied: "The girl must have misunderstood, Mr. Zhao and I are just ordinary friends."

Luo Fu could see that Ning'er had a deep affection for Zhao Yi'an, and she didn't want to misunderstand her lover, so she said bluntly: "I've already been married, and I don't have any relationship with Mr. Zhao, you must Don't overthink it."

When Ning'er heard this, her eyes lit up, and she asked: "Sister is already married? Where is your husband? I have been here twice, why haven't I seen him?"

Luo Fu didn't want to talk about his own affairs with others, so he said perfunctorily: "He has gone to another place, and he is not in Beijing right now."

Although Love wanted to be perfunctory, Ning'er was very interested in this topic. She asked curiously: "Dare to ask sister, what does your husband do? Does he treat you well?"

"He's just a small businessman, and he hasn't made much achievements." As she spoke, Luo Fu raised her hand to pour a cup of tea for Ning'er, and asked, "You're going on a long trip, Mr. Zhao knows?"

Ning'er suddenly lost interest, nodded and said: "He knows."

As she said that, she looked up at Luo Fu again, and asked, "Sister Luo, does Mr. Zhao know that you are married?"

Love replied truthfully: "He knows."

Ning'er sighed for a long time, didn't say any more, and said she wanted to leave.

Luo Fu personally sent Ning'er to the door, and happened to meet Sima Chao head-on, and when Ning'er got into the car, Sima Chao asked Love: "You also have contacts with such a firework girl?"

Luo Fu rolled her eyes at Sima Chao, and said displeasedly: "I'm just a street girl, unlike you, the eldest son, who has a noble status. It's normal for me to associate with such a person."

Sima Chao saw that Love was unhappy, so he quickly put on a smiley face, looked at her and said, "I just said it in passing, there is no other meaning."

As he spoke, he glanced at the float that was going away, and asked Love, "Who is that woman?"

Love replied, "A friend of a friend."

The two talked all the way into the room, and Love asked, "You must be very busy recently, why are you here again?"

Sima Chao lay on his back on Love's bed, and replied casually: "There are many women out there chasing me and begging me to stay, but every time I come to look for you, you have to drive me out."

Love snorted coldly, and replied: "Since there are beauties who greet you with a smile, why do you come to my family with a cold face and a sneer?"

Sima Chao got up and sat up, looked at Love, smiled, and replied, "There seems to be a hint of sourness in what you said."

As he spoke, he walked up to Love, leaned over and stared at her with a secretive expression, "What? Are you jealous?"

Love rolled her eyes at Sima Chao, and said coldly, "I'm too lazy to be jealous of you." Then, she turned around, sat down, picked up the silk embroidery thread from the table, and stroked it little by little. up.

Sima Chao casually drew a chair and sat down opposite Love. He looked at her and said solemnly, "I have already rejected Concubine Guo's daughter, that is Princess Shuangchi."

Love was taken aback when she heard the words, she stopped what she was doing, and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Sima Chao.

There was puzzlement and surprise in her eyes, and there was also a hint of surprise that was not easy to detect.

The watery eyes, mixed with various emotions, looked shimmering.

Sima Chao was fascinated by it, and he foolishly repeated: "I don't plan to marry Shuangchi."

After the astonishment was over, when Luo Fu came to her senses, she smiled wryly and replied, "Why don't you marry? Right now, marrying Concubine Guo will be of great benefit to the Sima family."

Sima Chao smiled and replied: "Although it is beneficial to the Sima family, you don't want me to marry her."

"I don't want to do anything you don't like."

This last sentence was flattering. After Sima Chao finished speaking, he stared at Love and asked, "I'm like this, you should be satisfied, right?"

Love lowered her eyes and replied, "If it's just for me, you don't have to make such a big sacrifice. After all, your future is the most important thing."

Sima Chao got up, took the opportunity to pull Love to him, frowned and said, "Afu, my sincerity to you can be learned from the world, why don't you always be so indifferent to me, okay?"

Love looked up at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Then how do you want me to treat you? Do you want me to treat you like those women outside, trying to please you in every possible way?"

"Don't always mention those women outside."

Sima Chao's face turned cold, and he said displeased: "It's disappointing to keep talking about those people."

Love retorted, "Didn't you mention it first?"

Sima Chao was not convinced: "When did I mention it?"

Love said: "Didn't you just say it as soon as you entered the room? You still don't admit it?"

Sima Chao's eyes moved slightly, and then he realized that he was the one who mentioned it first, and he said angrily, "I just said that in passing, I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously."

"Who knows which sentence you said is true and which sentence is false."

Love shook off Sima Chao, and was about to go out, but was followed by Sima Chao, who hugged her waist tightly, leaned over and kissed her.

Love struggled, but was kissed by him and her whole body collapsed. She felt dizzy for a while, and was carried into bed by Sima Chao in a daze.

Sima Chao leaned against her, staring at her with red eyes, and asked hoarsely, "Afu, is it okay?"