With that, he didn't look at her again, and the tall and straight figure disappeared behind the closed door in an instant.
When the door closed, a strong air current blew her curly hair hanging on her side
Tang Fei sat down on the tile floor reflecting the crystal lamp, clenched her clothes tightly with her hands, and her bright red nails sank into the meat.
In her eyes with exquisite eyes, there was a resentment of hatred: Luo Shaohua, do you want to go away like this? It's not that easy! The kung fu I spent on you must be recovered with interest!
The cold tile floor cooled her heart bit by bit, and her thin shoulders shook uncontrollably.
At this time, her mobile phone on the glass tea table rang and made a tinkling sound.
Did he change his mind? Tang Fei's hatred stained eyes suddenly became bright. She struggled to sit up from the ground, then rolled to the tea table and quickly unlocked her mobile phone.
But what she received was a message from a strange number: [Luo Shaohua's enemy is my friend.]
Tang Fei's fingertips trembled and her heart beat violently. Who is this man? Why does he know so much about the relationship between himself and Luo Shaohua? And he just broke up with her. Where did the other party get the news?
Intuition told her that the identity of this unknown person is not simple, but... What's terrible about her? Anyway, it's enough that the other party can provide the results she wants.
So, without hesitation, she dialed back according to the number
In the microphone, a young man's deep voice came: "Hello, Miss Tang Fei."
The man's voice seemed to come from the distant darkness, which made Tang Fei's heart jump. Then she heard the man continue to say, "why? Are you afraid of me? Don't be afraid, I will be your best partner..."
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As usual, Li Juan sat on the sofa in the living room and turned the newspaper bored. She was wearing a white knitted skirt with exquisite workmanship and a pricey fur outside, which made her elegant and luxurious. But no matter how gorgeous the dress is, it can't hide the sadness between her eyebrows.
"Madam, would you like some more flower tea?" The housekeeper in a black suit came forward, put his hands behind his back, and gently leaned over and asked.
"No." Li Juan closed the newspaper and stood up. As soon as she was ready to go upstairs to have a rest, she heard familiar footsteps outside the door.
She stopped in some doubt and looked back. She saw Luo Shaohua's tall figure coming in from outside the gate.
The afternoon sun shone on his slightly gray hair, which made him look a little tired. Even so, he can't hide his upright and handsome facial features.
Li Juan's nose is sour. She thinks of many, many years ago when they just got married. At this time every day... He will go home on time.
But how long has it been? He didn't return to this house on time, and even didn't go home all day and night.
Luo Shaohua walked towards her in the sunshine. There was no too much expression on his face, but his voice showed an imperceptible warmth: "wife, I'm back."