Cold Marriage

Yuncheng City, the most central city, stands a 55 storey grand building, is the office building of Yin's group in this coastal city.

In June, the hot sun is baking the earth, but the office building is cool.

A pale pink figure came down from a white RV with a thermos in his hand.

"Here you are, young lady." The guard at the door bowed politely to her and let her in.

The office building on weekends is much colder than on weekdays. Yin Yumo walks into the elevator, presses the top button, looks at the red numbers, and jumps up one by one.

It was not the first time she came to the company, but it was the first time that she felt nervous. The heart in her left chest was about to jump out of her chest.

His work is really busy. He has to work overtime in the company even on weekends. Every night, he doesn't get home until after 3 a.m.

At the grand wedding last weekend, she was chased to the shelves, instead of her runaway sister. She became the bride of the wedding, and married the man she had been in love with for ten years.

After the wedding, there was no honeymoon or holiday. He was the vice president of Yu's company. On the second day of the wedding, he came to work in the company, which almost gave people the illusion that there was no wedding. Even Yin Yumo felt that day was like a dream.

If not, every time she wakes up, she sees the man beside her. If not, she has moved out of the villa where she has lived for nearly 20 years. She is no longer the eldest lady of the Yin family. She is Mrs. mu.

She might have thought she was a carefree lady of the Yin family.

Today, she is here to give her new husband a love lunch, and she still has a lot of courage.

Ding a sound, the elevator door opened, also called back Yin language foam already floated far thoughts.

Although the top floor is the president's office area, the Executive Secretary General's office is also on the top floor.

Yin Yumo took a look at the door of the office of the Secretary's office. It seems that he is not the only one who works overtime today.

Through the glass partition wall, the empty secretary room, Yin Yumo didn't think much about it. His white flat shoes stepped on the soft high-grade carpet, only made a slight friction sound.

The mahogany door of the president's office opened and closed tightly. Yin Yumo politely knocked on the door. However, there was no response. His little hand touched the metal door handle and pressed it down slightly. The door was opened. However, there was no one in the huge office.

The office is a little different from her last time. It looks simple, but it has a trace of coldness, just like his people.

He, give people the feeling, always so cold, can not easily get close to, in addition to the cruel means of the mall, he is also a low-key unpredictable man.

Looking around the office, there is a black suit coat hanging on the chair beside the desk, which he wore when he went out this morning.

The coat is here. What about his people? The indoor temperature of the whole office is extremely low, which makes Yin Yumo shiver unconsciously, as if it is full of unspeakable strangeness.

Is she waiting for him? Looking at the thermos she put on the tea table, she hesitated.

In the quiet office, suddenly came out some subtle sounds, which were panting and whispering. Yin Yumo quickly got up from the sofa and walked towards the source of the sound.

Step by step, the closer and closer, Yin Yumo stood at the door of the president's exclusive lounge. The closer he was, the clearer his voice was.

With courage and curiosity, she reached for the handle of the door.

"Cold, I want to..." A clear woman's soft voice came into her ears.

"You can't wait?" Male voice, magnetic, charming, with a little frivolous.

With such a familiar voice, Yin Yumo can tell who it is even with his eyes closed.

Yin Yumo opened the door, and the clothes on the floor, men's, women's, sexy translucent black lace bra, pants of the same color, fell on the white shirt, so dazzling, and the big bed in the room, two naked bodies tightly entangled together.

At that moment, Yin Yumo forgot how to react. Her pretty face was pale and her whole facial expression was stiff. Even if she had not experienced those things, she also knew what scene was staged on the bed in the rest room.

Her husband of a week after marriage and a woman are entangled in bed, so ugly.

The woman in bed is Zhou Liqi, Executive Secretary General of Yin's group. She clearly saw Yin Yumo's existence, but she just raised her lips and laughed. She shamelessly put her arms around the man's thin waist, "Han..." The soft voice can almost make the bones of a man's whole body crisp.

She even leaned up to the man with her beautiful body. She wanted to show Yin Yumo on purpose.

What about the first lady of Yin family? What about the wife of Mu Yihan, vice president of Yin's group? It's Zhou Liqi who can love Mu Yihan so much.Yin Yumo suddenly fell into a trance and hit the door plank. The door plank leaning backward hit the wall heavily and made a huge noise, which finally attracted the attention of the man on the bed.

"Foam?" Mu Yihan saw the pale face of Yin Yumo at the door, and his thick eyebrows frowned slightly. He pulled his nightgown aside, put it on his body, and walked towards Yin Yumo.

On his neck, there are still the kissing marks left by Zhou Liqi, with the fluorescence of female lip gloss.

Until her eyes, fell a shadow, the original familiar masculine breath, but mixed with just after the lust strange breath, let her feel sick.

"Wife, I don't know, you still have the habit of peeping into other people's bed?" His words, with great irony.

Yin language Mo raises Mou to look at him, "you, how can this?" She's his wife, isn't she?

She had known for a long time that Mu Yihan would not love her. She always loved her sister. Therefore, now that her sister is gone, he would rather find another woman than touch her.

"Are you blaming me? Or do you want to come in and enjoy it? " Mu Yihan clasped her jaw, and the deep and sharp eyes could not see the real meaning of his heart.

However, what she knew, what Mu Yihan said was not true.

Since she got married, she understood that after that, she and he were like two parallel lines. No matter how she approached him, she still could not catch up with him.

Just like she had loved him for ten years, she only got a point of intersection, and then, it was gradually moving away.

Mu Yihan bowed his head and leaned close to her. When his lips were about to touch her lips, he suddenly slapped a slap in the face and threw it at his handsome face.

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