"I..." Xue Zhibing doesn't know what to say. Her eyes are looking at the bag. How can she explain the photos?
Qin Yuanyang noticed her sight and bent down to get her bag.
Xue Zhibing wants to seize it, but it can't match Qin Yuanyang's speed. He doesn't even touch the edge of the bag.
When Qin Yuanyang saw the file bag inside, he took it out, opened it and pulled out a large stack of photos.
In the photo, Xue Zhibing and a man are having dinner in a private room of the hotel. They talk happily and behave intimately.
He looked through one by one, his handsome face covered with the chilling cold.
Xue Zhibing didn't know what she was afraid of. She explained in a hurry: "things are not like that. They are all secretly photographed by taking photos. I didn't..."
Qin Yuanyang dropped the photo on the ground. The photo scattered all over the ground. He pulled her up: "who is this, Xue Zhibing? How much money do you need to rush to post it?"
His strength hurt her, Xue Zhibing shook his head, "really no, he said to talk about a contract, there are other artists in the company, I only found out there..."
"Don't lie to me. How many words are there for you? Who outside doesn't know your comments? What memorial archway are you still standing in front of me! "
Xue Zhibing did not know whether she was cold or angry. Her body trembled and she bit her teeth and said, "Qin Yuanyang, I used to be your wife. Why did you marry me at the beginning? What kind of person am I? Do you want to know from other people?"
Xue Zhibing's eyes were red. He said that he would give her happiness. She believed it, but she was too ignorant and stupid. How could the second young master of the Qin family look up to women who came from the performing arts circle.
In Qin Yuanyang's eyes, she is just a little bit of beauty.
"Qin Yuanyang, I've been married to you for so long. When did you go home and have a good talk with me? Where were you when I needed you? Did you exist as a husband?"
Her tears flow out. Xue Zhibing lowers her head and wipes it with her sleeve, but the more she wipes it, she bites the back of Qin Yuanyang's hand fiercely, "what qualifications do you have to be fierce with me? I have nothing to do with you!"
Qin Yuanyang left a deep tooth mark on the back of his hand. He didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he calmed down his anger.
He looked at her without saying a word. Xue Zhibing's cold eyes reminded her how terrible this man was. She stepped back and sat down on the sofa, nervously gripping her clothes.
Qin Yuanyang said, "what qualification do I have to fight with you? Just because you owe me, you'll never be able to pay for it all your life. "
Xue Zhibing has no confidence. She has nothing to say.
What she owes Qin Yuanyang is not clear even if she gives him her life.
Her eyes blurred, can not see any hope ahead, her life is destined to live in this shadow, how can not get rid of.
Qin Yuanyang didn't look at her any more. He walked through the carpet, stepped on the photos, went to the office area and entered the next room.
Xue Zhibing dried her tears. She went to pick up those photos. When she saw herself in the photos, she felt humiliated.
She crumpled the picture into a ball. The scratch hurt her palm, and her tears fell down again.
She did not know why she would live like this, no one looked up to her, no one would cherish.
The woman in the picture, she really despises herself.
Xue Zhibing sat on the ground and wept. Footsteps came from the stairs. She wiped away her tears in a hurry and put the photos in the bag.