Chapter 23 Self-humiliation

"Are you back?" Fu Zheng said.

Wen Liang looked straight ahead, ignored him, and went straight upstairs.

Fu Zheng's eyes darkened and he followed her figure until she disappeared at the end of the stairs.

After sitting downstairs for a while, Fu Zheng got up and went straight to the master bedroom. When he opened the door, he didn't see anyone in the bedroom. He only heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. Wen Liang was taking a shower.

Fu Zheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he loosened his collar, picked up a bathrobe from the closet, and went to the bathroom outside to wash and take a shower.

Fu Zheng came back from outside and happened to run into Wen Liang coming out of the bathroom.

She forgot to take her pajamas, her hair was half dry, and she was only wrapped in a bath towel, which hung from her chest, barely covering her hips. She had a beautiful neck and round and slender shoulders. The parts covered by the bath towel were firm and plump. Fu Zheng seemed to be able to recall the feel of them. Her white and slender thighs were exposed, her skin was as white as milk and as silky as satin.

Their eyes met.

Wen Liang then looked away, walked to the cloakroom to get his pajamas, and said casually, "I'm going to sleep in the guest room tonight."

"Wenliang, what do you mean?"

Fu Zheng turned and looked at her.

"It's nothing, I just want to help you two." Wen Liang sneered and smelled a faint smell of alcohol on him.

Fu Zheng stood by the door, leaning lazily against the door frame. "Because I asked you to toast Siyi, are you angry?"

"Can't I be angry?" Wen Liang raised an eyebrow when she heard his nonchalant tone.

She was angry about more than just the toast.

The way his friends defended Chu Siyi was even more glaring.

"You'll call Siyi your second sister-in-law sooner or later, so why bother with this one?"

"Don't worry. After the divorce, I will never call her, the third party, my second sister-in-law."

"Wenliang!" Fu Zheng's face darkened.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fu Zheng stood up straight and walked forward. "You said Siyi was the third party, then who is the man at the studio door?"

Wen Liang didn't know why he brought Zhou Yu up.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Zheng said again: "Is he the one you like? Ever since I came back from my business trip, you have been rejecting me. I am afraid you have been thinking about divorce for a long time, right?"

Wen Liang never expected Fu Zheng to turn the tables and laughed in anger, "That's because..."

Halfway through her words, her voice stopped abruptly, and she held her voice, "Whatever you think."

"Why? Because you want to remain a virgin to the person you like? It's up to me what I think? I don't think you can explain it. No wonder you agreed to the divorce so readily. It turns out that Siyi and I had already fulfilled your wish and even took the blame for you in front of your grandparents." Fu Zheng's eyes were dark as he spoke his guess slowly.

"What makes you think that?"

"Isn't it? Do you want to make it happen for the two of us, or do you want to live with the person you like?"

Wen Liang laughed in silence.

Tonight, Wen Liang's heart had been broken and numb by him.

She closed her eyes helplessly, "Think whatever you want. I'm going back to rest."

She was too tired and didn't want to get entangled with Fu Zheng anymore.

Wen Liang turned and walked out.

"Wait," Fu Zheng grabbed her wrist, "You sleep in the master bedroom, I'll go to the guest room..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Liang screamed and was pulled by him, unable to stand firmly and suddenly fell to one side.

Fu Zheng stretched out his long arms and quickly embraced Wen Liang in his arms.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Liang shook his head, still in shock.

Sudden.

The cool bath towel fell to the ground.

I felt a chill all over my body.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, his face flushed red, and he was in a panic, covering his hands and feet, "You... don't look."

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

Fu Zheng looked at her panic and wanted to tease her.

However, when he took an inadvertent glance, he saw a spring scene. The slender waist under his palm was so thin that it could not be grasped in one hand. His Adam's apple rolled up and down and he could not look away.

"Aren't you going to the guest room? Go quickly!"

Wen Liang hurriedly picked up the bath towel and covered her chest with it.

When she raised her eyes, she met Fu Zheng's pair of dark and deep eyes, which seemed to want to suck her in.

Wen Liang was stunned.

The handsome face in front of her slowly enlarged, and a warm breath sprinkled on her face.

She couldn't help but close her eyes.

Even with my eyes closed, I could feel the darkness in front of my eyes, and the light was blocked.

But the kiss didn't come yet.

Wen Liang opened his eyes.

Fu Zheng took a few steps back and said, "Sorry, I'm going to the guest room now. You should get some rest early."

He stood outside the door, closed his eyes, and tried hard to forget the scene in his mind.

He almost kissed her.

He is really crazy.

He was about to divorce Wen Liang, and he would be able to be with Si Yi soon, so how could he still be with Wen Liang...

He comforted himself that Wen Liang had a charming figure and was standing naked in front of him. As a normal man, it was normal for him to have a physiological reaction.

Fu Zheng rubbed his eyebrows.

…

Hearing the heavy sound of the door closing, Wen Liang stood stiffly in place.

The cold air around her seeped into her skin.

She quickly lifted the quilt to cover her body, shrank into the corner of the bed, buried her head in the quilt, and crystal tears seeped from the corners of her eyes, soaking the bedding.

His cold back as he left just now was like a slap in the face, hitting Wen Liang hard.

She was immersed in his gentleness and sweetness. How cheap she was!

Not long ago, he asked her to toast Chu Siyi, and after a little flirtation from him, she couldn't help but fall for him!

See? It’s delivered to your doorstep, but no one even looks at it!

He is really loyal to Chu Siyi.

She brought shame upon herself again.

He must think she is cheap.

That's right, he never treated her as his wife. He just treated her as a plaything, a dispensable plaything. He didn't mind pampering her when he was happy, and kneading her at will when he was unhappy.

Compared with Chu Siyi, she is even more delusional.

Wenliang, remember, don't covet things that don't belong to you.

Get a divorce soon.

She didn't want to stay here anymore, she wanted to leave, she missed her dad.

She wanted to quit her job. She wanted to go to a place with mountains and rivers, give birth to her child quietly, and raise him.

Boom——

There was thunder outside.

Wen Liang suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart pounding.

She looked at the darkness in front of her silently, took a few breaths, and reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Fire, blood, scenes flashed before her eyes, and her mind was filled with the bloody scenes that could not be shaken off.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she would hear the sharp sound of brakes and see her father covered in blood with his bones exposed.

Rumble——

Wen Liang clenched his teeth, his whole body trembling, and sweat on his forehead increased.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and the scene in front of her eyes gradually became blurred.

not good.

Wen Liang forced himself to get out of bed and rummaged through the drawers. He finally found his medicine in the dark, unscrewed the bottle, and poured out a pill.

Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she suddenly remembered that she was already pregnant and she couldn't take the medicine anymore.

Wen Liang stuffed the pill back into his pocket with trembling hands, then lay back on the bed and curled up into a ball.

It's okay, just hold on a little longer, it's okay.

There was thunder rumbling outside, with flashes of lightning from time to time, which was particularly scary in the quiet of the night.

Suddenly, the sound of the door handle being turned was heard in the room.

The sound was faint, but very clear in the silent room.

Wen Liang's fur stood on end like a cat that had been electrocuted. He became tense all over and looked at the door vigilantly. He shrank into the quilt, revealing one eye to look at the door. He held his breath and dared not move.

The door of the room was opened.

A tall figure walked towards the big bed.