Bo Jingcheng looked at Jiang Xinyue. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

In the middle of the night, after putting her three-year-old son to sleep, Jiang Xinyue went back to her own room.

Bo Jingcheng, reeking of alcohol, hugged her from behind.

"Wife, I was wrong."

Jiang Xinyue was startled. Upon learning it was Bo Jingcheng, she pulled her hand away and frowned, asking, "Have you been drinking?"

"Honey, I know I was wrong. I will keep my distance from her from now on and never make you sad again."

Bo Jingcheng buried his head in her neck and nuzzled her intimately.

Jiang Xinyue stood motionless in place, like an emotionless wooden figure.

Fueled by alcohol, as if to vent his frustration, Bo Jingcheng reached out and cupped her face, making her look into his eyes.

"Wife, I want..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Jingcheng's eyes were filled with lust, and he leaned down to kiss her red lips.

As his thin lips drew near, Jiang Xinyue finally reacted, immediately reaching out to stop him, and said coldly, "I'm not in the mood tonight."

Just thinking about what happened during the day made Jiang Xinyue completely lose her appetite for intimacy with Bo Jingcheng; she only felt a wave of nausea in her stomach.

After being rejected, Bo Jingcheng's eyes flashed with displeasure. He straightened up and looked at Jiang Xinyue with a somewhat dazed expression: "Yueyue, what's wrong? Are you still angry with me?"

Jiang Xinyue said calmly, "No, I'm just tired and not in the mood."

Bo Jingcheng remained silent for a long time.

He then gradually calmed down, and the lust in his eyes faded instantly.

"Alright, you get some rest, I'll go sleep in the study."

Jiang Xinyue watched his departing figure, her heart filled with mixed emotions, and her eyes reddened slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then lay down on the bed, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned.

She couldn't sleep that night.

the next day.

Bo Jingcheng went to the company early in the morning, and Jiang Xinyue, as usual, sent her son to kindergarten.

On her way back, Jiang Xinyue received a phone call from her parents.

"Hello, Mom..."

"Yueyue! Do you have time tonight? Why don't you bring Jingcheng and Xuanxuan back to the Jiang family home for dinner?"

Hearing her mother's voice, Jiang Xinyue almost burst into tears. Although she was not the real Jiang Xinyue, the Jiang family treated her very well in this world, loving her like their own daughter and not wanting her to suffer even the slightest grievance.

"Mom, we'll come back tonight if we have time."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinyue's emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

After much hesitation, she finally made a phone call to Bo Jingcheng.

After a while, Bo Jingcheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, wife, what's wrong?"

"My mom wants us to go back to the Jiang family home for dinner tonight. Do you have time?"

"Yueyue, I'm sorry! I have a very important client tonight, so I'm afraid I can't go back to the Jiang family for dinner with you."

Jiang Xinyue opened her mouth, about to speak, when a woman's voice came from the phone, "Jingcheng, who is it?"

The call ended a second later.

Jiang Xinyue's phone slipped from her hand at that moment, and her face instantly turned pale.

That was Shen Siyao's voice just now.

The important client Bo Jingcheng mentioned was his "white moonlight" (a term used to describe someone who is unattainable love).

He held her last night and kept saying he would keep his distance from her.

Is this what he calls keeping his distance?

Jiang Xinyue felt extremely ironic; indeed, she shouldn't have believed him.

She returned home dejectedly, sat on the sofa in a daze, and kept replaying Bo Jingcheng's lies in her mind.

All the sweet words she had once spoken now felt like sharp knives, piercing her heart.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but open Bo Jingcheng's WeChat Moments and found that he had set it to be visible for only three days.

She happened to see a post on Chen Siyao's WeChat Moments, which featured a jade necklace with the caption: "This is the best gift I've ever received."

Jiang Xinyue zoomed in on the picture and realized that the necklace was exactly the same as the one Bo Jingcheng had given her.

She quickly took the necklace off her neck to compare it, and found that it was exactly the same in both style and workmanship.

"What do you mean there's only one like it in the whole world? Heh..." Jiang Xinyue laughed, tears streaming down her face, her expression full of sarcasm.

"Bo Jingcheng, you are a complete liar!"

Jiang Xinyue threw the necklace hard on the ground, as if that would allow her to throw away all her grievances and anger.

She curled up on the sofa, memories flooding back.

She looked at the wedding ring on her finger. Bo Jingcheng had once knelt down on one knee, put the ring on her hand, and promised, "Yueyue, I will be good to you for the rest of my life and make you the happiest woman in the world."

Jiang Xinyue was moved to tears, thinking that her efforts had finally been rewarded.

"Jingcheng, you must remember your promise to me. If one day I find out that you have betrayed me, I will disappear forever, so that you will never be able to find me again."

At that time, Bo Jingcheng was full of confidence. Holding her hand, he said affectionately, "Yueyue, don't worry, that day will never come."

Bo Jingcheng was indeed very good to her in the past. In front of outsiders, he was a model husband who loved his wife.

But now, all those memories seem utterly ridiculous.

It was 5 p.m., almost time for my son to get out of school.

Jiang Xinyue wiped away her tears, pretended that nothing had happened, composed herself, and drove to the kindergarten to pick up Bo Xuan.

When she arrived at the kindergarten gate, she saw Bo Jingcheng and Shen Siyao.

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