Gong Zhan seemed to be lost in thought.
"Drive, go home."
No conversation along the way.
Gong Zhan kept recalling the scene not long ago when Cheng Yun rushed out and slapped the black-skinned woman.
[Bitch! You dare to seduce my husband? I think you are tired of living.]
It was hard to imagine that with her small body, she could do such a ferocious thing.
The momentum and pressure of that palm strike was even stronger than that of the killer's attack.
The power that a woman unleashes when she is angry should not be underestimated.
Even after returning home, Cheng Yun never gave Gong Zhan a good look.
She found a pack of Kangshoufu instant noodles, looked at the instructions, and made some noodles with hot water from the water dispenser.
Put it on the coffee table and wait silently for three minutes for the instant noodles to cook.
…
Gong Zhan sat down next to Cheng Yun, looking at the bowl of instant noodles in front of him, and realized the seriousness of the problem.
"What happened in the restaurant, and that black woman, is not what you think."
A man who never bothered to explain to anyone had to patiently explain to his wife when faced with her misunderstanding.
After all, we have to live our lives. If we don’t explain things clearly, we may not be able to go on.
"Things are complicated. It won't do you any good to know. You have to trust me."
Cheng Yun crossed her arms over her chest, a mocking smile on her lips.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"It's you who can't resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. It's you who they want to kill. Your life is your own. If it's gone, it's your business."
"No matter who you go with, I will never meddle in your affairs again."
This was Cheng Yun's heartfelt words at the moment.
If Gong Zhan hadn't been careless, how would that black-skinned woman have had the chance to get close to him?
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