Lova Battle after Marriage: Husband with Passion and Wife with Apathy

How sad should his Yun Qing be when she was left there alone, facing doubts and ugliness?

Yan zi cen felt a sharp pain in his heart and opened his eyes. "Jason!"

Jason kept following. Yanzi cen shouted and rushed over like a gust of wind.

"I was absent from the reception. The media will be reporting everything about today. Call the major newspapers and they know what to do."

Jason immediately responded, wanting to say something a few times. He opened his mouth slightly but didn't say anything. He knew how difficult the decision Yan Boss was facing right now was, and he couldn't put any more pressure on him. It was just the clubhouse...

"What time is it?" Yan zi cen suddenly opened his eyes and asked coldly.

Jason raised his hand to look at the time and replied with an ugly face, "Yan Boss, it's already 10: 30. It's been more than two hours since the reception... Yan Boss." Before he could finish his sentence, Yan zi cen was nowhere to be seen.

Yu Yunqing stood in the crowd like a delicate rose.

It was curvy and exquisite. She was originally beautiful, but with makeup, it made her look even more lively.

The male guest's eyes turned red, and the female guest who accompanied him became angry. With the absence of the "Master present," Yu Yunqing was unusually isolated at the moment, and could not help but be pointed at in private, and all kinds of gossip began to disturb him.

"It's just a trading tool for the Yu family. Look, the owner is gone. He just came out and brushed his face. How thick should he be?"

"Who is President yan? How can I fall for a foxy girl who doesn't even want her own home and sells it as a tool? Hmph! As far as I'm concerned, it's pretty enough to be a lover."

"That's right. The male owner is gone. Why are you standing here alone? If I were you, I would have gone home crying and dug a hole in the ground."

Liu Jingya and Leng Nier trembled with anger at the gossip and wished they could smash the red wine glass into each other's face.

Leng Nier was so angry that he cursed in a low voice, "A bunch of old hags who only know about losing their family. What do they know?"

He said he didn't care, but the bitterness in his heart surged into his heart, and Yu Yunqing endured it one by one. Bending down and lowering his head, he greeted them from table to table in the banquet room, with the elegance and decency of a lady of great family hanging on his face.

"Leader fang, I'm really sorry for today. My husband does have a very difficult matter on his hands, and he has to deal with it himself. I'll make amends on his behalf for the fine today. One day, another day, we will definitely visit you and personally apologize to you."

The other party was someone who had been through a lot of storms and had seen the world before, with a smile on his face.

"No, no. President yan has a lot of work to do. Of course, we have to get down to business. We are all people who work first."

Yu Yunqing could not say the bitterness in her heart. She blushed for her so-called business.

She also understood that if it weren't for the influence of the Yanjia and Yanzi cen's reputation in Tongcheng, no one would have given her a little face just because she was a little woman.

After a round of toasts, the guests were mostly full and dispersed.

Looking at the time, it was very late. Liu Jingya and Leng Nier wanted to stay with her, but she refused firmly.

Liu Jingya and Leng Nier were sent back by Bai Linxiu voluntarily. Under Yu Yunqing's stern warning eyes, their car left quickly.

Yu Yunqing was sitting alone at the entrance of the huge clubhouse. Because of the toasting, he drank a lot during the toasting, and his stomach felt slightly unwell.

The moonlight in the sky was gradually covered, and she slowly prepared to walk down the stone steps. Suddenly, it began to rain, and the air was cold, and she could not help but shiver.

"Yun Qing."

Hearing the cry, Yu Yunqing turned around and narrowed his eyes, stopping in his tracks.

"Shaoyu?"

Yan Shaoyu, who smelled of alcohol and had a stubble on his beard, came out from behind the pillar. He had attended the party tonight. He didn't want to come, but he couldn't stand his mother's nagging and finally joined. He was drinking from the corner all the time, so naturally, she didn't notice him.

"Yun Qing, I regret it. I shouldn't have gone abroad. I shouldn't have obeyed. If I hadn't left, you wouldn't have married Yan zi cen."

Yu Yunqing was shocked by Yan Shaoyu's bloodshot eyes.

He suddenly rushed up, clasped Yu Yunqing's shoulders with both hands and pulled her into his arms. Her nose hit the man's strong chest and twisted her face in pain.

"Yun Qing, Yun Qing! I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled! You are mine, and we should be together. Yun Qing, I love you. I know you love me, right?" Yan Shaoyu was talking nonsense, lowering his head and looking for Yu Yunqing's lips uncontrollably.

Yu Yunqing shook his head left and right to avoid him as he pushed his chest with both hands, "Yan Shaoyu, I'm married. Let me go."

Yan Shaoyu let go of her hand, and she quickly withdrew from his arms. She wanted to laugh, but found it uglier than crying. "Shaoyu, I told you, if you want to be friends with me, ordinary friends, I welcome you. But something else..." She closed her eyes, unwilling to see Yan Shaoyu's sad and angry eyes.

"Good Yun Qing, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

In just a few days, Yan Shaoyu came up with a lot of questions. "But Yun Qing, I love you. I'm willing to wait for you."

Yu Yunqing was stunned, completely unaware of what he was trying to say.

But he thought she had a change of heart. He stepped forward and assured Yu Yunqing with a firm face.

"You have no feelings for him, and your marriage will not last. Yun Qing, I'm waiting for you to be safe. I'm waiting for you to divorce him. I know you don't love him. I don't mind you being with him for the time being. If we can, we can stay together. We..."

Yu Yunqing frowned and stared at Yan Shaoyu in disbelief. He said in a cold voice, "Yan Shaoyu, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yan Shaoyu, who had always been warm and elegant in her memory, actually said this to her. She stared at Yan Shaoyu with disbelief, as if she were a stranger. For a moment, she suddenly felt that she did not know the man in front of her.

Yan Shaoyu, I'm married. Even if I don't love him, I can't betray my husband, much less..." I'm so disappointed. Yu Yunqing looked at Yan Shaoyu and couldn't continue.

It was even more impossible for her to turn her once beautiful first love into a third party.

He realized what he had said and was stunned for a second before he tried to come over and hold Yu Yunqing's hand again. "Yun Qing, don't be angry. I know I shouldn't have said that, but I love you, and I don't care."