Mr. Jiang's hidden marriage love: his wife is not allowed to hide

Chapter 182 Being a Little Woman...

When the windows of other residents in the building were extinguished one after another, the light in that window was still on.

He took another drag on the cigarette, and exhaled white smoke from his mouth.

He glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning...

it's late...

She hasn't slept yet?

Thinking, he put out the cigarette, and then took the mobile phone that had been left aside.

After turning on the phone, he skillfully entered a series of familiar numbers.

This is Mi Lan's phone number.

For so many years... There is a mutual understanding between him and Mi Lan.

Both of them still use their previous mobile phone numbers.

Although he has changed several mobile phones, he has never changed this number.

Just as he was about to dial the number, his hand stopped, hesitating for a while, and he didn't dial the number for a long time.

Called over... what should he say...

After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't bear it and dialed the number.

The call was made, but no one answered it.

Song Jiamu tightened his grip on the phone, and his eyes couldn't help but drift to the building across the road.

she slept?
No... She doesn't like light when she sleeps, if she really falls asleep, she will definitely turn off the light!
But... still no one answered the phone.

He dialed again, this time it was the same, no one answered.

No one answered Mi Lan's call, which made Song Jiamu worried.

He could no longer sit quietly in the car, but opened the door and got out of the car.

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A few minutes later, Song Jiamu came to the building, got into the elevator, and came to the door of the house on the tenth floor.

He stood at the door for a long time before reaching out and ringing the doorbell.

No one came to open the door for a long time, just when he almost thought that there was no one at home, at this time, some noises suddenly appeared in the room...

Like something was broken...

Song Jiamu's heart tightened suddenly.

The next moment, he hurriedly pressed a line of passwords on the password input key at the door!
He bought this house, so the original password was set by him.

I just don't know if it has been changed now...

The password is correct and the door lock is opened.

Song Jiamu quickly opened the door and walked in with big strides.

As soon as he entered the room, a strong smell of alcohol came over his face.

Song Jiamu's face suddenly changed. Has she been drinking?

At this time, on the sofa... a woman with long curly hair was lying.

She was wearing a suspender nightgown, with her eyes closed, lying on her side drunkenly, with a pair of slender white legs exposed outside.

Song Jiamu stopped beside the sofa, and he could smell the strong smell of alcohol on her body.

And on the tea table at the side, there are several red wine bottles and a goblet.

How much did she drink...

He didn't wake her up, but squatted down beside the sofa, and couldn't help but look at her carefully.

The last time he was in a hurry, he didn't look at her too carefully. In the past, he only saw her on TV.

But at this time, when he looked at her so closely, he found that she was much thinner than she looked on TV.

Looking at her slender arms and legs, Song Jiamu still couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

Did she abort their child and abandon him back then, just to live this kind of life?

Why, she didn't want to be obediently by his side and be a little girl at the beginning...

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(End of this chapter)