Love revenge: wife's mask

Qin Yijie's hand, which was going to get the bag, stopped in mid air. He could hear the resentment and despair in Jiang ruotang's words. He sighed and sat back in bed to hold her. Jiang ruotang in his arms was a little cold. He rubbed her head with his chin and hugged her more vigorously.

"Give me a little more time and I'll find a chance to tell her soon."

Jiang ruotang didn't speak any more. Two people in the room exchanged breath in silence.

When Qin Yijie came out of the room, behind him came the sound of Jiang ruotang throwing things heavily on the ground. The sharp breaking sound, accompanied by the sad and desolate subtle cry of the women in the room, was particularly sharp and harsh in the silent corridor at night, echoing around like a vicious curse.

A wisp of sunset shone on Qin Yijie's face, which was dazzling. Qin Yijie stretched out his hand to block it. He felt that this kind of irradiation spread around and could not be covered up. All the struggles were futile.

Qin Yijie stopped the car and looked at his watch. At 6:45, he didn't know when it began to rain. The wiper machinery swung back and forth. The squeaking sound made Qin Yijie feel very upset. The window glass kept changing between clear and fuzzy. Qin Yijie leaned heavily against the seat, took out a cigarette from his clothes, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, The turbid air in the car suffocated Qin Yijie.

The burnt out ash hung weakly on the cigarette butts and burned his hands. In panic, the cigarette butts fell on his body, and the clothes burned a hole by the cigarette butts. Qin Yijie opened the window, and a cool night wind blew into the car. He rubbed his temples a few times and woke up a lot. The ring lay quietly in the business card box as usual, The English my heart will go on engraved in the ring is particularly clear under Qin Yijie's wiping. The ring is worn on the middle finger and the size is just right. Qin Yijie has been used to taking it off and wearing it again and again in recent years.

In the rearview mirror, Qin Yijie carefully examined the colors that should not appear on his face. Every inch of his hair on the clothes would be carefully removed by him. His movements were skilled and fast. He had developed these habits a long time ago. Finally, he sniffed the ancient dragons perfume on his body, and satisfied that he had left half a bottle of perfume and put it back into the car. He looked up at the car. The community in the rain is much quieter than usual. Passers-by rush home. The familiar lights are lit in the room on the sixth floor, but in Qin Yijie's eyes, he always feels that everything here is becoming more and more strange.

When he opened the door, he smelled the strong smell of chicken soup. When he changed his shoes, Qin Yijie heard Fang Manshi complaining while he was busy in the kitchen.

"I stewed chicken soup for you. Why can't you come back early?"

"Your father recently went to Singapore for an investigation. There are a lot of things to deal with in the company, so he came back late." Qin Yijie put the key on the table in the porch and replied apologetically.

"Is there so much to do in the company? I can't see you every day. Why don't I tell Dad to change you to a lighter department. "

"The group almost failed to win the land in the bidding this year. Dad has been very angry about this. I also want to show him some results."

Qin Yijie didn't hear Fang Manshi for a long time. He looked back curiously and saw Fang Manshi standing at the kitchen door with a spatula and staring at him.

Qin Yijie asked nervously, "what's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?"