The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

He turned and walked back to his room, but the person on the other side of the bed was already asleep. He walked over, covered her with the quilt, and then lay down beside her. There was a faint fragrance of roses in the bedroom. , he looked up, just in time to see the rose on the bedside table.

He frowned tightly, 999 flowers, this is the most inconspicuous one, he bought it for another woman, but because he made out with her in the car, it fell into his car, so it was used for her.

He felt inexplicably guilty about this silly woman, turned over and hugged her body in his arms. Although he didn't love this woman, she would still make him hurt.

This night, it was very quiet, and the two of them were on the same bed, as if they had already started a strange dream in the same bed.

Xiang Qinglan turned off the computer and sorted out the materials in her hands. Although she just stayed at home, she was doing a job as a translator. She usually found materials to translate by herself. It didn't matter how much she earned. She just wanted to Make your life not so boring.

Picking up the documents on the table, she walked out. People were coming and going on the street, and it was really lively. She didn't usually go out, so she was obviously very happy, looking here and there.Everything that falls into her eyes is a beautiful thing.

She hugged the documents in her arms tightly, and smelled the familiar fragrance again. Turning her head, she saw a woman standing not far away holding a large bouquet of roses.

And strangely, the woman also saw her and smiled at her, but that smile made her heart convulse, with an indescribable feeling.

She stared at her face, only to realize that when had she seen her?By the way, she suddenly remembered that this woman was the one who grabbed that tie with her last time.

It seems that she seems to be living happily, because the smile on her face is as bright as sunshine, but why does such a smile make her feel cold.

She turned around and walked in another direction, but if she turned her head, she would see a man in a well-fitting suit with that white and gray tie coming out, while the woman holding roses stood Getting up, she kissed him on the cheek with a charming smile, while the man put his arms around the woman's waist with a faint smile, and the two of them sat in the car together.

The woman turned her head and looked at the figure who had gone away, her sweet smile became indifferent at this moment.

After Xiang Qinglan handed in the manuscript, it was already noon, and she returned to her home, but, to her disappointment, she was still the only one at home, so she went into her bedroom and changed the water in the glass However, the rose in the cup had already shed a red petal. She picked it up and put it in her mouth. There was a slightly bitter feeling, and it turned out that it was not sweet.

Walking into this big living room, where she was alone in such a big place, she suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness, she missed him very much, and wondered what he was doing now?Today is an important day, has he forgotten?

Picking up the phone, she dialed the mobile phone number that she would never forget.

"Hey, what's the matter?" His magnetic but indifferent voice came from over there.

Xiang Qinglan shook the phone vigorously, but her voice was sweet and gentle,

"Husband, it's me. I want to know when you will come back. I will make a meal and wait for you."

But the other side was silent for a long time, "I will as soon as possible, the company is very busy today. If you are tired, you can go to bed first." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for her to say a word, and even said to her Didn't say goodbye.

"Honey, I..." Xiang Qinglan's lips were parted, and finally he had no choice but to swallow all the words.

But she still didn't put down the phone, the sound of the phone hanging up came from her ear, she leaned on the table, staring at the distance in a daze, when would she come to him when she had something to do, and at any time, he wouldn't want to talk to her Say a few more words.

And in another high-end restaurant, a man and a woman were sitting. The man was tall and handsome, while the woman was petite and beautiful. The man put down the phone and gently stroked the woman's beautiful lips with his fingers.

"Look at you, you've eaten it all the way to your mouth." His gentleness could be heard in his magnetic voice, and his tense face relaxed slightly when he saw the woman's soft eyes.

The woman took his hand and put it on her face, "Tuo, come to my place tonight, I really miss you." She rubbed the man's hand with her face, and the man's eyes darkened a little, then It was the invitation he knew, the invitation of her body.

And one night, while she was waiting, her husband, Su Zhetuo, did not return all night.

Before dawn on the second day, a car stopped at the door of the apartment, and a man walked out of it. His clothes were slightly wrinkled, and under his messy hair was a face that seemed not to have rested well.

He opened the door, and when he saw the woman sleeping on the sofa, his face sank, but he still walked over and picked up the woman who didn't have any weight on the sofa.

After putting her on the bed for two, he opened the cabinet and took out a new set of clothes to change into.

He lowered his head and looked at the sleeping woman. Her face was not beautiful, but she still carried the innocence of two years ago. She is a good wife, but she is not a good wife who can make him fall in love with her. He really liked her before, and he really needed a wife. He didn't like unclean women, so he married her. Two years of life is not long, but he is used to having her, just But habits can be changed.When his feelings started to drift away from her.

The idea of ​​divorce flashed up more than once, but he still couldn't make up his mind, sitting by the bed, his hand gently caressed Xiang Qinglan's face, loveless wife, what would he do to her.

"Husband..." Xiang Qinglan slowly opened her confused eyes, and habitually stuck them into his big palms.

And this sentence of "husband" made Su Zhetuo's face relax a lot. He took his hand away and stood up. Some choices are necessary, so he has to think carefully.

Walking into the living room, he sat on the sofa, but when he looked up, he saw a table of cold dishes and a cake on the table. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and couldn't help opening his eyes. Eyes widened.

Yesterday, she was going to tell him about that.That day was her birthday.