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However, Ling Qiao would not argue with Sister Ha because he had never fought against women.

Perhaps the light was too dim, no one could recognize that the tall man who flirted with her was Ling Qiao. This was also the reason why Ling Qiao and Chen Jia Qian often met up at bars to discuss matters, with very few people being able to see each other clearly.

Jiu Ying was a man. When his junior was bullied, he would jump out to support her. "Brother, be more polite. You can't be so fierce towards women."

They had a lot of people, at least twenty to thirty of them. They were not afraid of anything and all of them surrounded Ling Qiao, glaring at his.

Ling Qiao didn't even pay attention to the others as he stared straight at Shu Shu and repeated, "Come back with me."

Shu Shu took a deep breath, mustered her strength and said, "I'm sorry sir, I'm married. If you come and harass me again, I'll call the police."

Ling Qiao was speechless. He was momentarily at a loss for words. His wife would not acknowledge him in front of everyone. If this were to spread out, he would really lose all face.

Hearing that, Sister Ha curiously asked, "Ah? Are you married? "Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

ShuShu threw out another line that made Ling Qiao spurt out blood, "Because my husband is a rotten person, he's not worth mentioning at all."

Ling Qiao stared at her in a daze. This was great, he really had guts! Look at her arrogant little face, it was no longer so cute. It was because she was spoiled too much, that he dared to say and do anything.

The surrounding male colleagues began to shout threats and curse. Xia Yang pushed his way through the crowd, and upon seeing this, he urged, "Everyone, don't make such a ruckus. We're here to celebrate, not to cause trouble."

He went up to ShuShu. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Seeing this, Shu Shu stopped. A few words just now had completely destroyed Ling Qiao's face. She knew this, so she shook her head, "I'm fine."

"It's fine," said Xia Yang as he turned to Ling Qiao. "Mister, you …"

Without waiting for Xia Yang to finish speaking, Ling Qiao turned around and walked away. Okay, you go crazy, I don't care, I'm a rotten person, I'm not worth mentioning. So that's how you always view me, then, no matter how much I do, it's useless.

Ling Qiao turned around and walked away. Shu Shu's heart ached as if she had been stabbed by a sharp knife.

Xia Yang waved his hand. "Alright, alright. It's fine now. Don't surround him. Do what you need to do."

The music continued, and his colleagues were still dancing. None of them had lost any of their enthusiasm because of the little episode just now.

Shu Shu blankly stared at Ling Qiao's back. This damned bar, why was it so dark? Ling Qiao had disappeared in a flash. If he was not mistaken, she seemed to have seen Chen Jia Qian chasing Ling Qiao out.

"Shu Shu, what's wrong? Are you really okay? "

"It's fine. Hur Hur, what kind of people are they?" ShuShu forced out a smile. At this moment, she was actually thankful for the dim lighting.

Sister Ha joked, "It's good that you're fine. It's your fault for being so good-looking. But you're quite intrepid. You wouldn't be so hard on me to reject her. This is a romance."

"Cough cough, stop joking around. There are a lot of people here, and it's chaotic. Who knows if it's a bad guy or not?"

"Heh heh, that's right too. Let's go. I'll bring you to meet another great god, Little Knife."

"Alright."

At the entrance of the bar, Ling Qiao walked out with a sullen face. Chen Jiaxian followed closely behind, catching up to him in a few steps. He put a hand on his shoulder, "Hey, are you angry?"

Ling Qiao did not say anything and continued walking.

"ShuShu, you're quite sharp. It seems that she really cares about how you took care of Tang Beiqing. That's the expression of loving you. Women aren't reasonable, especially when they're angry."

Ling Qiao bitterly smiled but still remained silent.

Chen Jia Qian sighed helplessly and accompanied him.

At night, when Shushu was alone at home, she lay on the sofa watching TV. Usually, she would lie down and watch television for less than 10 minutes before falling asleep. In the end, she would often be carried back to her room by Ling Qiao. But today, she had already been lying down for over an hour and was still in high spirits.

By the time she returned, it was already eleven o'clock. The house was dark and empty, and Ling Qiao had yet to return.

Looking at the time now, there was only ten minutes left before one. Ling Qiao had yet to return.

During the day, she had made it clear that either she or Tang was unable to accept that her husband was inseparable from other women, especially since this woman was his beloved ex-girlfriend.

Anyway, when they got married, they weren't planning on marrying each other forever. Now that they were divorced like this, at least they could protect their own dignity. She was willing to quit, willing to help them.

There was the sound of a car outside the door. Shu Shu got up and walked to the French window. It was Chen Jiaxi's car. She saw her and waved to her.

Shu Shu put on her jacket and went out. Ling Qiao was sleeping soundly in the backseat of the car. He must be drunk.

"Deputy Station Head, I'm sorry for troubling you at such a late hour."

The Chen family smiled humbly. "It's fine, it's not troublesome." Instead of going over to pull Ling Qiao, he said in all seriousness, "Shu Shu, what happened between him and my cousin was not what you think. Sometimes what you see and hear might not be true, and Ling Qiao did not do anything to let you down. And my cousin doesn't want to ruin your marriage. You're blaming her for that. "

"Then what is real? Even what you see might not be real, so what is real? " Shu Shu was not as polite as before, "Deputy Station Head, I have always respected you, but this is between the two of us, I think, the third person will never be able to explain clearly."

Tang Thirty-Six was his cousin, Ling Qiao was his best friend, and she was only one of his employees. Moreover, she wasn't one anymore, so she felt a little disappointed that this gentleman was so selfish.

Chen Jiaxi understood Shu Shu's meaning, as a spectator, he could see far more clearly than the person in charge. He nodded and lightly said, "Alright, I won't advise anything, I'll help you bring Ling Qiao in."

Saying that, he went to the back seat to support the drunk Ling Qiao.

Ling Qiao was too drunk to even walk up the stairs, so Chen placed him on the sofa.

"Then I'll be going …"

"Thank you, farewell."

Listening to the sound of the car approaching, ShuShu silently looked at Ling Qiao who was sitting on the sofa. The way he looked when he was drunk was not good at all.

The first time he had seen her drunk was on her wedding night, when she had made love to him on the wedding bed with Osha, who looked like Tang Qing, and the second time he had been so drunk that he thought she was asleep and had gone downstairs to the living room to drink all the red wine in the cupboard alone. She had pretended not to know; this time, yes, it was she who had quarreled with him, but the cause of the argument was Tang Qing.

Love, what exactly is love? Must it be love with a thorn and pain? If he had never given her love, if he had never given her a promise, then today's pain would not have been so intense.

From start to finish, from beginning to end, his heart had always loved Tang and Qing Qing. Tang was no longer here, and he was now empty and lonely. He had sought out Osha and married her. If that was the case, then why would he have to promise her anything? Why would he need to help her when the reporters met face to face?

Sometimes, he was right beside her, within reach, but she felt that all of this was not real. Happiness came too quickly, making it hard to see the spikes on her back.

Shu Shu, how did you forget that your mother's bloody lesson is still fresh in your eyes? How could you so easily trust a man? How could you so easily rely on men? You put your whole heart on a man, but a man doesn't treat you with all his heart.

As she thought about it, Shu Shu's heart ached from the pain.

Ling Qiao, who was lying on the sofa, did not feel comfortable. With a flip of his body, he fell off the sofa and rolled onto the ground.

"Hey, hey, Ling Qiao …" ShuShu wanted to help him, but she couldn't move him with his strength.

Ling Qiao's fall woke him up, sending a wave of nausea to her stomach. Seeing his appearance, Shu Shu hurriedly brought over the trash can beside the coffee table. "Here."

Ling Qiao opened his mouth and vomited, "Ugh!"

No one knew what he drank, but the red liquid carried a white foam and a pungent and pungent smell. It made one want to vomit just by smelling it.

"Finished vomiting? Do you still want to vomit? "

Ling Qiao shook his head, his eyes still closed.

Shu Shu picked up the trash can and walked towards the bathroom. There was half a bucket of wine and food, all of them leftovers. She poured them all into the toilet bowl. She brought him a hot towel and helped him wipe her chin and neck and the collar of her shirt, which was stained with wine.

"Qingqing …" Ling Qiao muttered, "I'm sorry."

Shu Shu was instantly petrified. This was the very first time she had heard Tang Shuiqing's name from his mouth. Even she couldn't remember it clearly.

When she heard it in the past, her heart would thump, thinking that this man had a past, who could not have a past, she would be relieved, at that time, she loved him, not very deeply; now, hearing it again, she felt a sharp pain in her breath, she knew that she had fallen deeply in love with him, with her husband, and it was not wrong.

But Ling Qiao, you really are a bastard, a rotten person. Why do you have to hurt me like this, love me, why are you treating me so well? What do you want in your heart?

Shu Shu squatted down to the point that her legs went numb. She stumbled to sit on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

In the morning, the sunlight shone through the French windows. Ling Qiao's eyelashes fluttered as he felt that the sunlight was extremely dazzling. He stood up, his head aching and his body aching.

He could not remember how he had come back, but he remembered how he had left the bar, disheartened, when Shu-Shu had refused to acknowledge his husband. After that, he seemed to be drinking with Chen Jiaxian again. He bought two dozen beers at the convenience store and drank them until he was drunk.

Ling Qiao pinched his temples and slowly stood up, the blanket on his body sliding down. He looked at the time. It was already ten o'clock. The weather outside was very good, and the sun was shining brightly. He finally had some feeling of spring. But no matter what he did, he couldn't feel any warmth in his heart.

He bent down and picked up the blanket, which Shu covered when she was sitting on the sofa. At this point, ShuShu should have left for work. He vaguely remembered that last night, ShuShu was at home.

He called her, but her phone rang in his bedroom on the second floor. Ling Qiao hung up the phone and hurriedly ran up to the second floor.

ShuShu came upstairs to sleep because she couldn't hold on much longer. Last night, she celebrated so late and told everyone to rest for the day. It just so happens that I don't have to carry him to work.

Even though he was sleeping on the bed, he was still unable to fall asleep. He closed his eyes, but his mind was still clearly thinking about the scene of Ling Qiao and Tang Siqing hugging each other.

Her phone suddenly rang. She opened her eyes and realized that her eyelids were heavy. She was about to pick it up when she stopped. Then, she heard hurried footsteps on the stairs. It must be Ling Qiao.