Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Husband's Treatment

The wonderful thing about life is that you can never guess what will happen next.

Li Jinglang drank too much that night, so much that his body could hardly bear it. Tang Ningyue ordered him a hangover soup, but Li Jinglang didn't drink a single sip.

He didn't know whether it was out of grievance or pain, but he felt that his swallowing function was declining and his body was no longer under his control.

Tang Ningyue booked a private room for herself and called a few people to help him sit on the sofa. A man in a suit held a small glass bowl and fed him mouthful by mouthful, but his movements were not gentle.

The whole room was filled with men, men in suits and ties, men who reeked of excessive perfume.

Tang Ningyue was standing half a meter away from him, looking down at him. She was wearing an exquisite dress, with sparkling rings on her fingers. She was leaning slightly on the counter, not even glancing at Ni. She was busy fiddling with her phone, with an ambiguous smile on her lips.

The hangover soup didn't taste good. He didn't know if it was due to psychological effects or physiological reactions, but he felt the soup was sour and had a bitter aftertaste.

“Cough cough… cough…”

I don’t know how long it took, but Tang Ningyue finally turned around because of the noise made by Li Jinglang.

She looked him up and down, looked around, threw the phone on the counter, and spoke in a cold voice.

"You guys go out first."

The men in the room obeyed her orders, and everything from their actions to their eyes depended on her mood. Li Jinglang felt uncomfortable but was powerless to react. He just felt uncomfortable both mentally and physically, and there was no good place on his body.

There was a rustling sound for a while, and then the room became quiet again.

There was only a floor lamp and a wall lamp on in the dim room. Li Jinglang was drowsy and felt that even if she cut him into pieces, he would not be able to see what her weapon was.

"Li Jinglang."

“.....”

Hearing her calling him, Li Jinglang came back to his senses in a daze.

If he had known that when they grew up, even the actions of being close to each other would become extremely cold, he would definitely not have made a wish to grow up quickly on his birthday.

While his eyes were hazy, Tang Ningyue strode over and sat next to him. Without saying a word, she tore open his shirt with her fingers wearing precious jewelry. The jewelry was cold and scratched against his hot chest, making his body numb.

Her strength was too much and her movements were too violent. Before she could stop herself, several buttons on her shirt fell to the ground.

Large areas of skin were exposed, and Li Jinglang woke up even though he didn't want to.

She didn't give up yet. She pulled him up by his collar and threw him heavily on the back of the sofa. She pinched his face and forced the remaining half bowl of sobering soup into his mouth.

My body was completely soaked.

It turned out that the scolding just now was just the beginning, this was her real lesson.

Li Jinglang saw the smile in her eyes and didn't know whether she felt good because she beat him up or because she felt comfortable seeing him in such a miserable state.

She always likes to see men defeated.

Li Jinglang lay disheveled on the soft sofa, his hair messy and his eyes dazed. The only parts of his body that were wet were the torn cloth.

Tang Ningyue was finally satisfied. She let go of her hand and stood up. The warmth disappeared in an instant.

"I've prepared new clothes for you, change into them before you go out."

She took a tissue and wiped her fingers, looking down at him.

She didn't cause him any physical pain, only the devastation that seeped into his heart, as if she was only happy to see him in this distracted state.

Li Jinglang had heard from Zheng Ruian that every time Zhou Yuhe had a dinner party, Zhou Yuhe would have some marks on his body, with some marks here and some swelling there. However, he would always have a smile on his face and liked to make friends with young boys in the circle.

Zheng Ruian also said that he and Zhou Yuhe are old friends. When he first met him, Zhou Yuhe always had an old-fashioned demeanor, with his shirt buttoned to the top, and he was very methodical in doing things. He would not discuss topics about happiness with anyone, which he was too embarrassed to talk about.

Apart from work, I don’t like making friends with anyone else, especially boys who like to play tricks.

After that, Zheng Ruian never told Li Jinglang about Zhou Yuhe again.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't hold a grudge. Every time Li Jinglang heard such gossip, he felt sick to his stomach and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat for the whole day.

Until now, until Tang Ningyue was right in front of him, he didn't feel the humiliation she wanted to give him, but instead felt an inexplicable sense of refreshment.

It seems like she is being treated like a husband.

"Did you treat him like this at home?"

"Did it make him feel comfortable?"

Tang Ningyue never expected him to say such words, as if she was licked on the lips by a stray dog ​​on the street.

In the end, Li Jinglang left after being slapped in the face.

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When he returned home, Li Jinglang did not feel too much discomfort. Apart from the reaction caused by the alcohol, he felt an indescribable passion in his heart.

The street lights in the old neighborhood were always out of action. When Li Jinglang came in from the entrance of the neighborhood in the moonlight, Ouyang Che was sitting on the steps in front of his house, looking more like a stray dog ​​than he was.

"I had a quarrel with her."

It was originally a sentence that was worthy of comfort, but at this moment Li Jinglang could not say anything and just wanted his life to stop.

He hadn't finished cleaning up his own mess yet and really didn't have the energy to clean up other people's messes, but he also couldn't bear to have another stray dog ​​in this shabby place, so he just let Ouyang Che squeeze in through the crack in the door.

"Why do you reek of alcohol?" Ouyang Che had originally planned to find a place to stay, but he never expected to end up in the home of an alcoholic. "When did you start liking to drink?"

"recent."

“…”

Ouyang Che sighed lightly and said nothing more. After all, he had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express, and it would be great if drinking could help him relieve them.

"You wouldn't have come all this way just because you had a fight, right?"

When Li Jinglang threw the beer in the refrigerator to him, he remembered what Tang Ningyue said about him smelling of alcohol. He was stunned for a few seconds, put the can back, and made himself a glass of honey water.

He also didn't understand. He treated every word Tang Ningyue said as an imperial decree, and she was nice to him and tried to make him happy, but it was not to make him happy, but simply to sleep with him.

Even after so long, even though it was so embarrassing at the time, when she saw him again, she was still tempted by him and couldn't help but admit that she still liked him, even if it was just appearance and substance.

"I don't drink."

Ouyang Che also returned the can and poured himself a glass of warm water.

“.....”

Li Jinglang did not react, but just sat quietly on a low stool beside him, supporting his knees with his arms, feeling weak all over.

He no longer had the energy to entertain guests, let alone listen to Ouyang Che share his tragic love story. He himself was miserable enough, so miserable that he felt happy even when she abused him.

"Why are you looking for me so late?"

"You know..." Ouyang Che paused and rubbed his fingers, "You are my only friend."

“.....”

Li Jinglang never thought that one day he would hear such words and become someone's only friend. He didn't know whether he had made progress or regressed.

"So you came all the way here?"

"Tao Yun is coming to attend Tang Ningyue's engagement party..."

In the end, Ouyang Che told the truth.

“....”

"You're going with her?"

"Of course it's her husband."

“.....”

Li Jinglang nodded silently and didn't ask any more questions.

The moonlight shone in from the small window, which was not very big, and split a gap between the two people.

Maybe because the gap was too annoying, Li Jinglang stretched out his leg and actually wanted to kick it open.

"You're sleeping here with me?"

Li Jinglang kicked the moonlight away for a long time but failed, so he turned to talk to Ouyang Che.

"Do you think we can win?"

He asked this question out of the blue, and Li Jinglang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

“.....”

Two unqualified people, two rats living in the gutter, huddled together for warmth. They really shouldn't discuss such topics when they are in such a desperate situation. It sounds like they are cheering themselves up, but in fact they are just fantasizing about some unrealistic dreams.

Li Jinglang really wanted to be the legitimate wife, so he used every trick in the book and acted pitifully. In the end, he couldn't even keep his position as the mistress and had to give it up to someone else.

"Ouyang Che."

“....”

"Do you want to go?"

"Where are you going?"

"Her engagement party."

“…”

"Li Jinglang."

"You want to go too much, don't you?"

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