There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Several people in the team who accompanied Shen Yanming on the business trip had seen Mr. Shen’s wife.

She is so beautiful that I can't stop thinking about her after seeing her once.

They felt that the so-called goddess-like female celebrities in the entertainment industry, who had their skin smoothed, bones shaved, and faces beautified, were not on the same level as Mr. Shen’s wife.

There are several levels of difference.

It is no exaggeration to say that the difference between them is as great as heaven and earth.

She is a fairy-like figure. No wonder Mr. Shen kept his marriage a secret and never announced it publicly.

Alas, a beautiful woman is hidden in a golden house, alas, I enjoy the beauty’s favor every day, why don’t I have such good fortune?

Several people who knew about the situation sat in their offices and sighed, lamenting their bad luck and rough fate.

Mr. Shen, who made them jealous and envious, has already started fighting to defend his marriage and love.

The fight was in full swing, with flames flying everywhere.

In the huge living room, a good friend suddenly came to visit. Chen Yanming should have been happy, but when he looked closely at his handsome face, there was not even a trace of a polite smile.

"There's nothing serious wrong with my legs. I'm sorry to have troubled you two to make an extra trip."

The man picked up the cup that was turned upside down on the coffee table, politely poured tea for the brother and sister, and then sat back down next to his wife impatiently.

As if deliberately asserting his sovereignty, he put his arm around his wife's waist, and this time with a smile on his face he looked across the table at the two equally unpleasant siblings.

Feeling the arms restraining her waist from behind, she cursed inwardly that the man was shameless and had no sense of restraint.

The smile on the face of the pregnant woman sitting there was a little stiff, and she didn't dare to move too much.

She raised her hand and patted the man's hand that was across her waist, signaling him to have some dignity in front of others and let go.

The man did it on purpose. The look in Jingxuan's eyes when he looked at his wife as soon as he entered the room was not innocent at all.

Her eyes are filled with forbearance and affection that has nowhere to go. Damn it, does she think her real husband is dead?

Jing Yuebai, who was still sitting with her butt wrapped in her arms, was not like the pregnant woman with poor eyesight. She could naturally see the implicit and explicit eye contact between her brother next to her and the man opposite her.

His eyes almost turned into sharp blades, and the small knives cut into the other person's flesh.

Jing Yuebai is very smart and can see through her brother's thoughts.

She uses her as an excuse to sneak into her friend's house every day, wishing that her husband would die.

The key point is that her husband is not dead. My dear brother, can you please not be so obvious?

Unable to bear it any longer, Jing Yuebai stood up and pulled her friend across from her to go to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room to bask in the sun.

The two best friends walked away hand in hand, leaving the man alone in the living room facing each other.

The elegant man looked at his sister and sweetheart after they left.

He lowered his eyelids and took a sip of water, then he calmly and attentively cared about his friend across from him.

"We heard you were shot, so Yuebai and I were really worried and came to check on you. I hope your leg isn't seriously injured."

Chen Yanming and Jingxuan don't have a very warm friendship; they are both serious people.

I don’t have any drinking buddies around me, most of them are partners in the circle.

The relationship between the two of them is a bit like what the ancients said: the friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water.

I'm afraid neither of them could have imagined a year ago that there would be a crack in their relationship today.

Chen Yanming replied in a deep voice: "How could that be? The doctor said that you will be fine after resting for a while."

Jingxuan, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, seemed not to hear the unwelcome tone in his friend's voice. He pretended to let out a long sigh, as if he was truly happy and relieved that his friend had returned safely.

As if there was no dark, terrible, unspeakable evil intention in it.

The two of them were communicating back and forth in the living room, seemingly politely but actually sharply.

There were tables, chairs and benches lined up by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. The young sisters were sitting with their faces tilted up to receive the sun's baptism outside, and the topics they were talking about were much more relaxed.

Jing Yuebai: "I'm not looking for trouble, sister, don't you think your husband is too clingy? It was okay before, at least he had work during the day, and he wasn't around for nearly ten hours out of 24."

"But think about it, being together for 14 hours is pretty tiring. How could I possibly bear it? Not to mention that he's on break now. Wouldn't it be annoying for you to have someone sticking to you 24 hours a day?"

Jing Yuebai was really curious and put herself in his shoes, imagining that there was a man sticking to her every day.

Eating together is fine, sleeping together is barely bearable since we are both closing our eyes anyway.

The problem is that when you open your eyes you have no private space at all, which is quite tiring.

“…”

The pregnant woman was speechless for a while. After getting married, Qing Yuer found that the man became more and more clingy as time went by.

Now her best friend brought up this topic for discussion. She faced the sun with her pretty face and pondered for a moment, finally coming up with a conclusion.

Qing Yuer: "Maybe I'm blind."

Jing Yuebai: "Ah?"

Qing Yuer said seriously, "I think the annoyance you're talking about is probably something that every couple inevitably experiences in the later stages of a relationship. It's aesthetic fatigue. To put it bluntly, isn't it just that you're tired of seeing your partner? When you're tired of seeing them, it's natural for people to feel annoyed."

“You think, I can’t see.”

"Don't people often say that if you look at the same face every day, no matter how handsome or beautiful that person is, you will get tired of it."

"When I can't see him, I don't feel real, so I don't get tired. Instead, I feel a hazy fantasy. So I'm used to him sticking to me, and it's not annoying anymore."

Jing Yuebai followed her words and it was true. To put it bluntly, in the later stages of a relationship, isn't it just that people get tired of each other?

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