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Chapter 352 A Fake Marriage

In the end, the two settled the bill, and after leaving the bar, Le Shan had recovered her composure, as if the person who suddenly burst into tears in the bar just now was not herself.

She has returned to the usual Le Shan, who is so glamorous and can't be overwhelmed by anything.

With a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at Jiang Shiwei's worried eyes, Le Shan patted her on the shoulder pretending to be relaxed and casual: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'll have a drink with you another day."

You're crying like that, how can it be okay?
In addition, Feng Jing just took a little girl to the box in the bar, how could Jiang Shiwei not think too much, there must be something wrong with the two of them.

Just what happened, she didn't know.

"Shanshan, are you and Feng Jing okay?" Jiang Shiwei's question slipped down his throat, but seeing Le Shan's eyes, he couldn't ask for some reason.

"We're fine, we just quarreled, and we'll be fine in two days." After Le Shan finished speaking, she stopped a taxi, pushed Jiang Shiwei into the car, and gave the driver an address.

The driver nodded again and again, Jiang Shiwei wanted to say something else, Le Shan said again: "Call me when you get home."

Looking at her calm expression, Jiang Shiwei finally nodded. She really drank more than she could drink tonight, and her mind is in a mess right now. Even if she wanted to ask, she probably wouldn't be able to. what come.

After Le Shan watched Jiang Shiwei's car leave, the smile on her face collapsed. Sometimes only she knows whether her marriage is happy or not, and what she shows to others is always just a false image.

Just like her, just like Feng Jing.

Heh, a light smile, like cold smoke, carries ruthless melancholy.

How did she and Feng Jing come to this point?
Le Shan didn't go home directly, she drank a little too much, but sometimes no amount of wine can make a tired soul drunk.

The scariest thing about people is never getting drunk, only sober people are the most painful.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Le Shan returned home. After she married Feng Jing, she moved out of the Feng family's mansion and lived in this villa. From the wedding day to now, he has hardly returned home.

Sometimes, she even felt as if she had gotten into a fake marriage.

After changing her shoes, she went upstairs and opened the bedroom door. When she saw the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she was shocked. Why did this man come back?
Unable to conceal the surprise in her eyes, Le Shan asked, "Why are you back?"

"Why, this is my home, I can't come back yet?" Feng Jing's always smiling eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which was extremely cold.

With a wry smile, Le Shan shook her head: "Why, this is your home, you can come back whenever you want."

"It's good that you know, Le Shan, remember your identity, don't mess with me." Feng Jing looked at the woman's lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and for some reason suddenly became angry.

The smile in Le Shan's eyes disappeared suddenly: "Don't worry, I know myself."

Feng Jing looked at the smirk on the woman's face and felt that she had hit the cotton with her fist. This woman has been so well-behaved since she married him, and she looked very different from the one who forced him to marry her.

She was pretending again. She was with him for money, but now of course it cannot be love.

Somehow Feng Jing thought of something and suddenly left the room, and then slammed the door forcefully behind her.

The bedroom fell silent instantly, as if all the oxygen had been taken away.

Le Shan stared at something absent-mindedly, and after a while she got up and went to the bathroom. Although Feng Jing hated her, she still had to live.

After entering the bathroom, Le Shan stayed in it for more than half an hour before washing herself. She was very tired tonight. Every time she saw Feng Jing, it was like fighting a battle, but she didn't expect...

After she came out, she saw two people entangled on the big bed where she and Feng Jing were newly married.

The woman's snow-like long legs hooked the man's thin waist, and she made a thought-provoking sound.

As an adult, Le Shan knew very well what the two were doing, but her husband actually invited another woman to the house to stage such an exciting scene in front of her.

Le Shan stood still, and even the towel she was wiping her hair unconsciously fell to the ground. She thought she was already invulnerable, but when she saw this scene, her eyes turned red involuntarily.

"Ah!" As if feeling Le Shan's gaze, the woman on the big bed suddenly exclaimed and pushed the man on her body: "Jing, there is someone."

Feng Jing paused: "What are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, he bowed his head on the woman's neck and gnawed it lightly for a while, causing the woman to whisper again and again: "Ah, bad Jing, be gentle!"

Le Shan knew this woman, a young model who has become popular recently, but she never thought that she would be with her husband. Looking at the scene in front of her, she finally couldn't help but said: "Enough, Feng Jing, What exactly are you trying to do?"

Do you think that by doing such a naive trick, you can get out of trouble?
Feng Jing lowered her voice when she heard this sentence, because her voice was a little hoarse at the moment because she was dyed with love jade, but it was not provocative: "What do I want to do, Mrs. Feng doesn't know?"

"Jing, you said she is your wife?" The model in her arms was surprised, as if she had never thought that the popular actress would be Feng Jing's wife, she frowned and said softly: "But, we do this Is it not very good?"

Even though he said so, his body kept rubbing against Feng Jing's arms. Seeing the woman's movements, Feng Jing smiled softly and said brightly, "What's wrong, don't you like me treating you like this?"

"Oh, Jing, you are so bad!"

The two people's teasing laughter reached Le Shan's ears. She was as pale as a ghost, and her figure was on the verge of falling, as if she could fall down at any time. She clenched her fist tightly, her nails pinching the soft flesh in the palm of her hand. , as if she couldn't feel the pain: "Feng Jing, you are enough!"

"Enough? I've just started. Could it be that Mrs. Feng can't take it anymore?" Feng Jing smiled lightly, the light in her eyes was extremely gloomy.

Le Shan took a deep breath: "In this case, you continue."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave. She stayed for another second. She was afraid that she couldn't help but go forward and scratch that woman's face. She just wanted to escape quickly before she was defeated.

She didn't understand why Feng Jing wanted to humiliate her like this.

Does he hate her that much?
"Stop! Do I allow you to go?" Feng Jing said coldly, looking at the woman with a calm face, as if she didn't care at all when he slept with other women.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing's complexion became even uglier, almost as ugly as black carbon, but a few hints of aggression flashed in her peach blossom eyes: "Mrs. Feng doesn't know how to serve men, so stay here and learn how to serve men, after all , I didn't marry you back as a display."

(End of this chapter)