Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Lan Ruoshui's voice pierced through the crowd and reached Ruyu's ears, and she couldn't help speeding up her pace, because Lan Ruoshui's words were like a sharp arrow, and Kim Jong-nam was the archer, and the two of them were so cold-blooded and ruthless. The arrow shot straight at her heart, which was already dripping with blood.

Lan Ruoshui's words are nothing more than explaining one thing to her, that is, there is no place for her, and the two of them are always together.

This cognition made Ruyu feel that the figures of the two of them were all shaking in the banquet hall, and Lan Ruoshui, dressed like a beautiful princess, was holding Kim Jong-nam's arm, with a smug look on her face. With a smile, San'er's identity is more grandiose than that of the main wife.

Passing through the crowded hall, she came to the spacious corridor outside, but Ruyu didn't stop there, but speeded up her pace invisibly, as if only faster pace could relieve the needle-like pain in her heart quickly. It's like throwing it away.

Finally, when she saw the word toilet, under her black sunglasses, the warm liquid that had been swirling in her eyelids no longer slid down uncontrollably.

Perhaps because of the warmth of the liquid, the black lenses were quickly covered with mist, making her unable to see the road ahead, so she had to quickly take off the sunglasses with her hands, and wiped them on her face. But he suddenly discovered that the warm liquid, on his clean face, had long since turned into cold tears, so heart-warmingly cold.

Leaning against the wall of the sink, she was so soft that she had almost no strength left. She knew that she could not blame others for such an ending, if she wanted to blame, she could only blame herself.

It's because she is obsessed with ghosts, because she doesn't know people clearly, because she herself was confused by Kim Jong-nam, for him, for this marriage, she persisted foolishly for three years, now it seems that these three years of persistence are simply A big joke is not worth Che Ruyu's persistence at all, it's not worth it at all.

Tears imperceptibly covered her cheeks. She forgot to open her bag to find a tissue. She couldn't help but wiped a tissue on her face covered with cold tears. The lens, wanting to erase those fog beads, no, those crystal clear tears, without mercy.

It's a pity that before she could finish wiping, a teasing voice sounded beside her: "Usually beautiful ladies would hide in a corner where no one is crying, but I didn't expect to see a woman in public. Miss who is crying like a mess, is it possible that you are not worried about how much this will reduce your beauty?"

In public?

Ruyu raised her head instinctively. At this moment, at the door of the bathroom, there are only the two of them standing there, okay?

Moreover, the restrooms outside the banquet hall of this hotel have almost the same pattern all over the world, with men on the left and women on the right, and the large and long sink in the middle is shared by men and women.

"Is this place in front of the public?" Ruyu's voice almost instinctively retorted with sarcasm. At this time, she was like a little hedgehog, staring angrily at her eyes that were still watery from tears just now. This equally handsome man said: "You didn't come to the bathroom to solve your own problems, but to watch others cry? Besides, I was the one who lost my image because I cried so badly. What does it have to do with you? Could it be that the dog is meddling with the mouse because he is too full to eat?"