On the wedding night, I found out that my husband was a chaebol boss

Chapter 342 Congratulations... Mr. Qin, please leave
Jiang Mumu looked embarrassed and smiled weakly, "Yanyan, I want to be alone for a while. Too many things have happened in the past few days."

She swallowed the rest of the words.

The atmosphere is sad.

Shu Yan didn't dare to irritate Jiang Mumu any more, so she handed her the bag in her hand.

"You, you, you look soft-tempered, but in fact you are as stubborn as a donkey. No one can convince you!"

Holding the bag in her arms tightly, Jiang Mumu felt guilty for worrying about her friend, "Ning Hao will be on vacation in a few days. Aren't you relieved that he is with me?"

"Ning Hao is going on vacation? When? Why didn't you tell me any news? You should call me sister at least. This kid has become more and more alienated from me as he grows up."

Upon hearing the news, Shu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, compared to himself, Ning Hao is much more mature in taking care of others.

Besides, he is Mu Mu's only relative. Having him by Mu Mu's side will definitely help her recovery.

Jiang Mumu lowered her eyes, "Send a message saying it will be the day after tomorrow. Yanyan, you go back first. I will find you if anything happens."

She lied. It was indeed time for Ning Hao to take a vacation, but she didn't clearly say when he would come back.

The day after tomorrow was just a time she casually said in order to appease Yan Yan.

It's just that Shu Yan was too big-hearted and didn't notice anything unusual about Jiang Mumu.

Shu Yan gave a few more instructions before leaving.

The curvature of Jiang Mumu's mouth disappeared instantly. She was too lazy to hide it and walked into the house step by step in despair.

The room was dark and there was no smell of life.

The warm light cast by the street lights outside made the house feel even more deserted.

Jiang Mumu was too lazy to turn on the light, kicked off her shoes, threw the bag in her hand casually on the living room table, fell into the sofa, curled up into a ball, and closed her eyes tiredly.

It had only been two or three days since Yanyan's birthday, but she felt as if she was a world away.

With a ding-dong sound, the mobile phone left on the table sounded a message notification tone.

Jiang Mumu opened her eyes, fixed her eyes on the phone for two seconds, and reached out to take it.

After unlocking the phone and reading the message content, her eyes were even darker than before.

Throwing the phone back on the table, she sat up, hugged her knees with her hands, and rested her chin on her knees.

It's a spam message.

No one messaged her.

She couldn't tell for a moment whether she was disappointed, relieved, or some other emotion.

The room was dark without the lights on, but after staying here for a long time, she could actually get a rough idea.

There was a TV hanging on the wall. She and Ajun used to huddle on the sofa every night after dinner and watch a short variety show.

The wind chime in the window was made by the two of them themselves, using a bird's nest glass bottle. The small one is round and transparent, the same color as white jade, the size of a palm, and is put on with a rope. It is very beautiful.

When she first entered the field, she was under great mental pressure. In order to gain a foothold, she worked overtime day and night.

At that time, they were both poor, and sometimes they didn't even see meat for a week, but the bird's nest that kept her healthy never broke.

Men's slippers on the floor, cups on the table, men's bags and men's suit jackets hanging on the coat rack...

Jiang Mumu closed her eyes in pain, holding her temples next to her ears with both hands to vent her anger, roaring silently, with tears streaming down her face.

Qin Juan and He Jun's faces kept flashing in her mind, as well as the words she heard over and over again as she was pressed by He Jun.

"He's just playing with you! How could there be such a fool as you? He's even confused about who he's marrying."

"Tell me, are you capable of having sex with anyone? Is it possible for a man to have sex with you?"

This sentence was like a curse, playing repeatedly in her ears, destroying her last will.

"what!"

In desperation, she waved her arms subconsciously.When she came to her trembling reaction, she stared blankly at the mess on the ground, her wide eyes full of disbelief.

The glasses and glasses on the table were all broken to the ground at this moment.

A chill came over her hands. She stiffened her neck and lowered her head, just in time to see scarlet liquid dripping from the palm of her right hand.

With that wave of her hand, the glass just cut her wrist.

The pain brought her back to her senses.

She forced herself to calm down, wiped off the blood on her hands, and walked to the bathroom step by step.

This wash took a full two hours.

After rubbing his body until it turned red, Jiang Mumu came out exhausted and put on a bath towel.

Even after washing for so long, she still felt dirty.

When I walked out of the bathroom door, I saw the untidy room, glass shards on the ground, and familiar traces of life all over the room, and I felt a sense of suffocation.

She stood steadily in front of the bathroom, looking around the whole room, clutching the bath towel over her heart.

After a while, she calmly walked to the entrance, took out a large storage bag that was as tall as a person, and quickly put away her slippers, briefcase, suit jacket...all the things related to Qin Juan that she could see.

After she finished, her whole body was wet with sweat again, and she collapsed on the sofa, panting.

Her eyes fell on the mobile phone, and there was an undercurrent in her eyes, indicating the injustice in her heart.

The next second, she almost dialed the top phone number in revenge.

There was only one ring, and the call was quickly answered. The male voice had a naturally cold voice, but at this moment, you could still hear that his tone was unsteady, and he was forcibly restraining his excitement.

"Mumu...are you finally willing to call me?"

"Congratulations... No, Mr. Qin, now that the show is over, I have packed up everything about you. Please come and take it back when you have time."

There was dead silence on the phone, and depression spread.

Qin Juan on the other side didn't speak. If it weren't for his heavy breathing, she would have thought he had hung up the phone.

Jiang Mumu couldn't help but look at the storage bag that was as tall as a person.

Such a big bag is filled to the brim.

She couldn't help but think of the time when she first moved in. At that time, she really wanted to live a good life with Qin Juan.

After she got married, she gradually added things to the family and Qin Juan, which gradually made the family rich.

What's inside the storage bag is Qin Juan's things.

But she bought [-]% of them for him.

In an instant, many images flashed through her mind, but she was forced to clear them out before her heart softened.

This relationship is just for fun.

Although it started out as a scam, at least when she was at her lowest point, he gave her hope and weaved a sweet dream for her, so that she would not be too hopeless.

Lies can sometimes be a redemption.

Although when it is torn open, the bloody essence will be revealed.

During the few days she was in the hospital, she always thought, if she married the real He Jun from the beginning, would she be able to survive?
the answer is negative.

She didn't think she could survive being married to such a scumbag.

It’s easy to get together, and I hope it’s easy to part ways.

She didn't want the two of them to end up in an ugly situation where they were noisy, accusing and attacking each other.

"Okay, I'll pick it up tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)