She was like a broken flower.
He left her sight and from the bedroom, while Tang Shuyan wrapped her body, and tears filled her eyes.
All this was her own choice. She thought that everything would be rewritten if she married him.
Ruan Xinyu was right, and she fell into her own pit again.
She silently walked into the bathroom, and the hot water washed her body.
Her cheeks cried until there was no sound in the end. It was the sound of water washing that covered the sound of crying.
Her body slipped into the corner of the shower room, hugged her knees and bit her fingers.
The ring on her ring finger glittered, and the word 'J' imprinted at her fingertips became deeper and deeper in the waterlight.
She trembled and muttered to herself.
"Jing, where have you been? Come back soon, okay? I'm so afraid of you like this. I don't know how long I can last. I'll wait for you here. I miss you so much, I miss you so much..."
After a long time, Tang Shuyan came out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped in a sob.
It was September, and there was air conditioning in the bedroom, but she felt so cold.
She got into this quilt alone, but no matter how thick the quilt was, it couldn't warm her heart.
Ji Jingchen went out from the master bedroom and entered the study.
In the dark-colored study, behind the mahogany desk was a double-layer bookshelf.
The bookshelf was full of various books. He pressed the remote control, and the bookshelf moved.
There was actually a lounge inside.
When he walked into the lounge, he felt that the wine had completely woken up. He took a shower, sat in a chair, his long legs folded, lit the cigarette head, and his heart was in a mess. He just didn't understand why he felt such a strong feeling of plucking.
The painting face just broke into his mind.
When he knew that he was not her first man, he was angry and angry.
This feeling was strange. He would not love this woman at all.
For the identity he needed, what he cared about over and over again, and there was no reason to solve it.
Explain clearly.
The result of Zhou Yi investigation was that Jing Ting, her high school classmate, and Tang Shuyan had always had a good relationship. So the body was the abbreviation of his name, and the initial letter of Jing was J.
The possibility of reasoning was indeed high, and she also admitted that there was a man in her heart.
Crushing the cigarette butt, he warned himself not to care about an unrelated woman.
She was just a sharp weapon in her business marriage, not a stumbling block to her.
Such a wedding night is a couple sleeping in separate rooms, and their dreams are ended separately.
The next day, Ji Jingchen returned to the master bedroom to change her clothes.
Seeing that Tang Shuyan had got up, the bed in the master bedroom had been resurfaced and changed into his original gray-blue tone.
She was wearing a white shirt and a black lace skirt. Her head was scattered, and there was a pearl ear pendant on her earlobe. She drew a light makeup and didn't look at it at all.
There is no strangeness or unhappiness.
When he passed by her, she made up and wrote lightly.
"Thank you for not going back to my room last night. I didn't sleep well, so if you give me the master bedroom all the time, I won't be polite."
Ji Jingchen suddenly felt that her chest was suffocated.
It seemed that she was not the imaginary vase daughter. She provoked him as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Who said I would give you the master bedroom? This is my territory. Last night, I just didn't want to be talked about. Tonight, I will sleep in the master bedroom and you sleep in the guest room." Ji Jingchen can't lose his momentum.
"The aggrieved new wife sleeps in the guest room. Master Ji is too ashamed. Why, if you want to become a new focus of entertainment, I don't mind making headlines with you. Are you afraid that the stock price of Boyuan will be fluctuated?" Tang Shuyan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled faintly.