divorce us

Chapter 61 Jealousy
Shen Hao took a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. He didn't know how much he drank or how long he stayed there. The number of people in the bar went from more to less and then from less to more, and then the people in the nightlife gradually became tired, but Shen Hao He was still drinking, bottle after bottle of wine was poured into his stomach, and in the end, he drank more than spilled on his body. However, he was still drinking. There was a pile of wine bottles on the table, and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. A few tables have long been empty of people, smoked...

"Hehe, drink, wine, where is my wine?"

"Boom."

He threw a wine bottle with most of the bottle on the ground, and a pungent smell of alcohol scattered around. In the dark and misty bar, under the ambiguous light, Shen Hao was completely drunk, he felt very sad, the pain in his heart Can't straighten up, only wine can make him drunk and let him vent...

Beibei actually didn't want him because of other men, hehe, this world is so fucking crazy.

The wounds on his body have not healed for several days, his face is covered with bruises, his limbs are not his when he was beaten by Cheng Zhiyuan, and he doesn’t know how he moved his hands, the whole body’s legs, feet and hands are more uncomfortable than broken hands , as if there were bugs biting his body, the faint numbness persisted for several days.

Does it hurt?

pain!
But compared to the panic and uneasiness in his heart, as well as Beibei's determined and indifferent eyes, the injuries on his body were nothing.

He never thought of not wanting Beibei, even though Beibei and his mother were tit-for-tat, making him caught in the middle, but he always regarded Beibei as his wife for life. He didn't know how Liu Wanjing in the company looked at him differently. .

He can only pretend not to know.

unacceptable.

Although he likes power and career, Liu Wanjing can even help him.But the wife he wants is Beibei.Always!
But now... Beibei actually has another man, and the world is falling apart.

He felt that the whole world had abandoned him, that she was going to abandon him for other men, and was going to divorce him.

Oh, this is a woman.

Shen Hao laughed wildly, and with a wave of his arm, he threw a pile of wine bottles to the ground. The entire first floor of the bar made crackling noises. The people looked at him from time to time, and a few girls in revealing and flamboyant clothes leaned over, and Shen Hao yelled at him back, leaving only a few girls with hateful eyes and a sentence like "crazy" words.

"Wine, where's my wine? The waiter brings the wine, er, brings the wine, and another dozen."

"Sir, I'm really sorry, please pay the bill, we are closed here."

The waiter smiled decently, but his brows were wrinkled. He hates these people who are so drunk and confused. They are very difficult to deal with. If they say anything wrong, they will cause a lot of trouble. Look at this guy who is so drunk. There should be money to pay the bill, right?
"Closing? It's so early. I thought I had no money. Dogs see people as inferior. I have plenty of money. Here, I will reward you for the rest."

After getting a drink, he stood up precariously, and Shen Hao stretched out his hand to take out the money.

Closing his eyes, he took out a stack of slaps from his wallet, slapped them on the table, and walked out cursing, his wobbly footsteps made him fall on a table after only a few steps, and the waiter helped him up in fear , "Sir, you are drunk, do you have any friends or family members on the phone, I will call them for you and let them come to pick you up."

"No, no, no, I'm not drunk, you go away..."

Strenuously breaking away from the waiter's support, Shen Hao strode forward and continued walking, his head slammed against the glass door, grinning his teeth as the Venus in front of his eyes was hurting, but the pain made him wake up temporarily, The waiter who helped him open the door with a cold stare grunted and went out to stand on the side of the street.

When the cold wind blows in the middle of the night, the feeling of alcohol wells up.Vomit, Shen Hao bent over and vomited.

The passing taxi drove directly, and saw a drunkard detour far away, and no one stopped the car for half an hour.

Shen Hao's drunkenness became stronger, and he slammed his foot on the tire of a car in the parking space on the side of the bar. Amidst the piercing sirens, several wine security guards ran over, "What are you doing, what are you doing, what's wrong?" However, they couldn't help but stop when they saw a drunk from a distance, but they stayed within Shen Hao's sight.

North.

Squatting down on the ground and throwing up dizzy, Shen Hao felt that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and the moon on the head had become double. This world was full of double images at a glance, and it was blurry. The pretty little face in my mind is real and warm, it's Beibei...

Pick up the mobile phone to dial, turn it off, call again, or turn it off, it is Beibei's call, and it is full of cold mechanical female voices, politely and politely reminding him that "this user has turned off the phone, please call later", Pressing the button over and over again and listening to that voice without any warmth, Shen Hao felt that he was going crazy.

Beibei never turned off the phone at night before, because he often came home late, and Beibei said that the phone was turned on for him 24 hours a day.

But now, the phone is turned off.

For that man, afraid that people would disturb their night?
Jealousy germinated and grew wildly in his heart, and when he was blown by the wind, he instantly flooded his whole body like an evil spirit. This idea parasitized in his blood like a blood-sucking worm, biting his flesh and blood, eroding his bones bit by bit, Thoughts popped up in his mind one by one, the scene of Beibei making love under other men, and the postures of each of them were lingering in different ways, all of them were the postures that the two of them loved to do before, he even heard To the intoxicating voice of North and North...

Ah, he felt that he was going crazy, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, shouting crazily.

Mo Beibei, you are sorry for me.

He picked up the phone with jealousy, revenge and even a distorted mentality, and pressed another set of number keys, and a soft, sleepy girl's soft voice came from inside, "Hello, who is it?"

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The plot is finally about to enter the normal plot. .sweat. . . . .

(End of this chapter)