Lin Yue never imagined she'd randomly marry a man she met less than a day before after graduating college.
Ever since she turned 18, her mother went all out introducing her to different m...
The room was dimly lit, but he could clearly see Mo Yanhuan pinning the woman down. The sticky sound of saliva echoed in the air, and the lewd and filthy sounds madly drilled into his ears.
Song Yunzheng felt his breath freeze, his body trembled involuntarily, and a metallic sweetness welled up from deep in his throat.
Impossible! He couldn't believe this woman was Lin Yue. It couldn't be her. She loved him so much; she couldn't possibly do such a thing.
Just then, footsteps echoed down the corridor. "Oh, Young Master Song, what brings you here?" Jiang Kerou walked over, feigning surprise, followed by Sun Jianyan.
"You're here to see Lin Yue, right? She should be asleep by now," Sun Jianyan said, craning her neck to peek inside.
Inside the room, the blush-inducing sound continued, lingering in Song Yunzheng's ears like a curse, as if all his strength had been drained away.
What else needs to be verified? The clothes, shoes, and phone are all familiar to him.
The pain in my heart surged and spread, the metallic taste in my mouth grew stronger, until a shocking splash of bright red blood spilled from the corner of my mouth.
Girl, why are you doing this?
He couldn't bear to see her panicked face, and he couldn't bear to look at the marks on her body that belonged to another man.
He resolutely left the room like a deserter, slamming the door shut.
In the instant he turned around, his eyes turned sinister and terrifying. "If I hear even a single word about what happened today, I will make you regret ever being born. I will not spare a single one of your families either. You can try if you don't believe me."
Seeing Song Yunzheng's icy gaze, the two who had been so arrogant and had come to watch the spectacle instantly shut up, not daring to utter a sound or look him in the eye.
He left in a hurry, his steps cold and austere.
The rain gradually subsided, but the rain in Song Yunzheng's heart poured down harder and harder, and his world collapsed into ruins.
Late at night, on the highway.
A deep roar broke the silence of the long night as Song Yunzheng floored the accelerator, accelerating ever faster.
She lied to him. Song Yunzheng finally understood how unpleasant it was to be deceived. No wonder she used to care so much about Meng Wanning's every move; he had also lied to and concealed things from her.
Perhaps this is karma.
More and more blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was already numb with pain.
At this moment, all that flashes through his mind is Lin Yue's sweet smile. From their first meeting to their marriage and now, every smile and gesture of hers is deeply etched in his heart.
Why would he make such a mistake? Wasn't he good enough to her? He'd give his life for her, why would he make such a mistake!
No, he was also wrong. He was wrong to let his guard down during this period, and he was wrong to not deal with Jiang Kerou and Mo Yanhuan, those two venomous snakes, in time!
She recalled that yesterday she was still clinging to him, telling him she wanted to eat braised pig's trotters and that she wanted to go out with Jiang Li.
Yes, he trusted the wrong person, Jiang Li. He shouldn't have trusted anyone but himself! He was wrong! He deserves to die!
The next morning, Lin Yue sat up, rubbing her neck. "Ouch, I've got a stiff neck. My neck hurts."
Jiang Li sat to the side, lost in thought, her face flushed, looking every bit the lovesick girl.
She seemed to have dreamt of Mo Yanhuan last night. In the dream, Mo Yanhuan tenderly nibbled on her ear, repeatedly telling her he loved her...
But she felt a pang of heartache. In her dream, Mo Yanhuan said he loved her, but he called her Yueyue... So, is the person he likes Yuezai?
Jiang Li turned around and stared at Lin Yue with a puzzled look.
"What's wrong? Hurry up and pack up and go back," Lin Yue urged her.
"Yuezai, I think I had a wet dream last night..."
"Hey, it's not surprising that you have wet dreams."
This wasn't the first time she'd had such a suggestive dream; Lin Yue was already used to it.
"I dreamt about Mo Yan, and it felt so real! Ah! I really hope I can dream about him again tonight!!"
"Alright, alright, let's go back first and then talk about the dream."
At this moment, Lin Yue was only thinking about Song Yunzheng and wanted to go home as soon as possible to explain things to him.
He ran into Mo Yanhuan as soon as he stepped outside. Seeing her hurried appearance, he smiled and said, "Let's have breakfast together. I'll take you home."
"No……"
"OK……"
Lin Yue and Jiang Li gave different answers in unison.
Lin Yue rolled her eyes at Jiang Li. "We're leaving now."
After getting into the car, Lin Yue called Song Yunzheng, but the call couldn't be connected. She assumed he was busy and didn't think much of it.
I was thinking of going home and coaxing him properly.
The roads were relatively clear in the early morning, with no traffic jams, and we arrived at No. 1 Courtyard in no time.
Upon opening the door, a strong smell of tobacco wafted out.
"Cough cough cough..." Lin Yue coughed repeatedly, choked by the cough.
What's going on? Is the house on fire? Lin Yue hurried into the living room and saw Song Yunzheng sitting in the smoke. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Honey, you're home? Why are you smoking? I thought the house was on fire." She went to the balcony and opened all the windows to let in fresh air.
Song Yunzheng remained silent, only turning his head to stare at her, his expression so stiff it seemed as if time had stood still.
Lin Yue smiled and sat down next to him. "The rain was so heavy yesterday. I was worried about you driving, so I stayed at a hotel for the night. Look, I'm back early this morning. I haven't even had breakfast yet."
Song Yunzheng stared intently at her, his gaze fixed on her gentle smile. His heart ached so much that he was numb. He sat quietly all night, racking his brains about how to handle the situation in a way that would be best for both of them.
If he could, he truly wished to completely erase everything from his memory last night, so that they could be like before, and she could still be his charming and lovely little wife.
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