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Every time they talked about the Little Three with their sisters, they would talk about it the most. If they found the Little Three, they would first beat him up, but none of the sisters were willing to beat up their own man. No matter how much they hated this man, they didn't think of beating up their own man, but beat up another woman instead. She realized that the one she wanted to beat up the most was Luan Xiaoxue. She had wrongly hit Ma Yingjie, but she felt a pang in her heart. It was just that the more Ma Yingjie protected Luan Xiaoxue, the stronger Anqi's desire to beat up Luan Xiaoxue became.

"Luan Xiaoxue, take a taxi." Ma Yingjie pushed Luan Xiaoxue and told her to leave quickly, but Luan Xiaoxue stood there unmoving. She still wanted to explain to Angel that she had nothing to do with Ma Yingjie.

"Go on," Ma Yingjie became anxious. Angel couldn't bear watching any longer. For Ma Yingjie to protect this woman in front of her, her heart truly ached. Five years of husband and wife was not even worth a wild flower. What was the point of such a marriage? What was the point of such a man?

Angie turned and ran away.

Not far from the shore, Su Xiaoyang and Wu Hakun laughed at the same time.

Angel ran away while crying, but Ma Yingjie was frozen on the spot. Luan Xiaoxue pushed Ma Yingjie and said, "Quickly go and chase them." Ma Yingjie sat down on a wooden bench by the lake and let out a long sigh.

"Ma Yingjie, hurry up and chase his. As a woman, just a bit of coaxing and you'll be fine." Luan Xiaoxue went to pull Ma Yingjie.

Ma Yingjie still remained seated and did not move. He knew Angel too well that even if he followed and knelt in front of her, apologizing to her and allowing her to punish him, Angel would never forgive him. Angie was the kind of woman who decided not to look back. For the past five years, Angie, who grew up in the city, had never spoken a word of kindness to Ma Yingjie in the countryside. As the head of the teaching department of Wudu Junior High School, she had too much pride in herself. If not for her ambiguous relationship with the principal which forced her to date, even forcing her to marry Ma Yingjie, she would not have looked down on Ma Yingjie. Meanwhile, a man that she looked down on had actually been photographed by someone with so many ambiguous photos. Anqi's face was extremely bad. Other than a divorce, she couldn't find a reason to stay with Ma Yingjie any longer.

Angie didn't know how long she had been running or where she was going. Just when she was very tired, a car stopped beside her. Wu Hakun got out of the car, looked at Angie and said, "Teacher Anqi, where are you going? I'll send you off. "

Wu Hakun's daughter was in Anqi's class. He had known Anqi for a long time, and Anqi also knew Wu Hakun. He had a deep impression of his generous parents and teachers. She got into Wu Hakun's car and let him drive fast.

Wu Haikun took Angie to a Hawaiian bar in the center of the lake, in the entire city of Wu Du. It was the only bar in the center of the lake, because the price of buying in the bar was very high, like the "Thirteen Mausoleum", which was called the "Rich Club" by the people of Wu Du.

It was the first time Angie had ever been to a rich man's club. She wanted to save money for her son and send him to school abroad. Ma disagreed with this idea, and Angie ignored Ma Yingjie, whether it was saving money for her son behind his back or for her son.

The lights in the rich club were extremely warm. When they hit the body, it was like a pair of big hands had caressed it. Many of the desires that were suppressed inside the body were squeezed out of the body like spring weeds under this kind of light.

Wu Hakun led Angie to a corner bar. In the light, the couples hugged, hugged, and even kissed each other as they drank and drank. Angie felt uncomfortable for a moment, but when Wu Hakun sat down as if nothing had happened, Angie also forced herself to sit down opposite Wu Hakun.

The waiter came over and asked Angie, "What do you want to drink?" Angie glanced at Wu Hakun, who knew it was her first time here. "Give her a glass of red powder and a glass of brandy," he said.

"I want brandy too." Angie said. The waiter turned to Wu Hakun, and Wu Hakun nodded. As the waiter left, Anqi glanced gratefully at Wu Hakun, who was also looking at her, and her face turned red, and she unconsciously lowered her head, which made Wu Hakun's heart tremble. This feeling was strange and exciting for Wu Hakun, who often went to and fro to play with women. Originally, Su Xiaoyang told him to come and rob Ma Yingjie, but since he had nothing to do, it was a form of psychological compensation to tease Ma Yingjie's wife. He never thought that he would have such a strange feeling.

The water sprinkled on, "Drink." Wu Hakun said.

Angie lifted her glass, and Wu Hakun did the same. Angie said, "Thank you." Wu Haikun smiled and said, "This is a place where you can release your feelings, emotions and desires and then go back to your normal life. "Come, have a toast to the beauty of tomorrow."

Wu Hakun's face looked especially mature and gentle in the light. Angie suddenly thought of the principal, who had always looked at her with such gentleness before. Hearing such things, she seemed to go back to the past and actually said to Wu Hakun, "I don't feel good. Do you want to wake up tomorrow?" As she spoke, she took a big gulp of the alcohol, choking her to the point of coughing. Wu Hakun quickly stood up, patting her on the back and handing her a tissue.

Anqi finally stopped coughing, and Wu Hakun returned to his seat. Anqi's face turned even redder, and she looked at Wu Hakun in confusion. "Sorry, I don't know how to drink."

"Teacher Angel, trust me, tomorrow will be great." Let's not drink this wine anymore. I'll bring you to see the night scenery of this city. " He stood up and looked warmly at Angie. At this moment, he didn't want her to get drunk. He wanted to try and comfort her and make her happy.

Luan Xiaoxue returned to her dorm. Even though Ma Yingjie insisted on sending her back, she still refused. She hoped that Ma Yingjie would go after Angie, and she hoped even more that she hadn't hurt Angie. Although the phone call she had made to Ma Yingjie on a whim had made Angie misunderstand, it wasn't the result she wanted. And Ma Yingjie's performance more or less disappointed Luan Xiaoxue. No matter what, at the moment Angel turned around, Ma Yingjie should have caught up with her.

Luan Xiaoxue could not describe what kind of feeling she was experiencing, a scene she had never experienced before, a favor she had never thought of before, a feeling she had never felt before. After she returned to Wu Du, the scenes played out one after another in her life, she did not even know which scene was the real one, which scene should belong to her.

The night in Wu Du was different from the night in the south. It was so completely dark, so vividly dark. Luan Xiaoxue was staring out of the window. She couldn't see anything, but it seemed like everything was there. She wanted to force herself to sleep. She wanted to force herself not to think about Angie, not Ma Yingjie, not even Luo Tianyun, but on a night like this, the person she missed the most was still Luo Tianyun.

"In the evening, Ma Yinjie had an argument with his wife, Angie, and I was identified by her as a mistress. I was so conflicted, I didn't want to hurt anyone, but I still hurt others. Why was it like this? "Tell me, what should I do?" Angel sent Luo Tianyun a message. She longed for Luo Tianyun to give her pointers, for Luo Tianyun to tell her how to get there, and even more so for Luo Tianyun to call her a little girl.

Every once in a while, she would take out her phone from under her pillow to take a look, afraid that she would not hear any message or phone call. However, over and over again, Luan Xiaoxue would let herself be disappointed, hoped and even hoped over and over again, but her phone would not make any sound.

Is he asleep? Or did he not hear the message? Luan Xiaoxue had countless of explanations and thoughts, but no matter which one, Luan Xiaoxue would not dare to pull out the phone, not daring to disturb Luo Tian Yun's nightlife.

"Is this love?" When the word love jumped out from the darkness, Luan Xiaoxue's heart was beating rapidly. Had she fallen in love with him? This thought scared Luan Xiaoxue. Was she really the one who loved him or was she just like Ran Bing Bing who loved his halo and the mayor's official hat? Would she love him if he were an ordinary person? Will it?

Luan Xiaoxue's mind was full of these messy thoughts. However, every time a thought flashed across her mind, her heart would be in pain. Was the man who made her pay her chastity, the Luo Tianyun that she couldn't even reach, the man she wanted to love?

"What is love?" Luan Xiaoxue took out her phone and sent another message to Luo Tianyun.

Another round of waiting, another round of hope and disappointment, and the darkness of the night flashed by during this time of Luan Xiaoxue's exchange. But when the first light of dawn shone through the window, Luan Xiaoxue's cell phone finally rang, and when the message came in, she abruptly sat up and fished out her cell phone, it was Ma Yingjie's message, "She didn't come home for the whole night."

Luo Tianyun still hadn't replied to Luan Xiaoxue's message. It was as if he had disappeared. However, on the days when Luo Tianyun wasn't in Wu City, Luan Xiaoxue was pushed down by a "Xiao San".

When Luan Xiaoxue went to work at Huayu Company, the people from the design department were all staring at her strangely. Luan Xiaoxue did not understand what was going on and went to the administration department to find Xiao Ji. In this company, she felt that other than Xiao Ji, she did not know anyone else.

On the other hand, Xiao Ji was still talking to Luan Xiaoxue the same way as before, but when Luan Xiaoxue asked him why everyone in the company was looking at her with such weird looks, Xiao Ji finally told Luan Xiaoxue what had happened after a long time. He told her to apply for the QQ number and enter the QQ group chat.