It was noon.
Chen Shuping dragged her tired body back home.
The sound of high heels hitting the floor echoed in the empty corridor, and every step seemed to reveal the subtle secret in her heart.
When she reached the door of her house, she stopped, adjusted her collar, and carefully smoothed her hair. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
After making sure there were no flaws in his appearance, he took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.
Click~ Before she could turn the doorknob, the door opened from the inside out.
Chen Shuping was stunned for a moment. When she saw Qian Lingyun opening the door, the expression on her face froze for a moment.
But he quickly returned to his cold attitude and squeezed into the house, as if Qian Lingyun was just an insignificant person.
Qian Lingyun had a blank expression on his face, and could be said to be even colder than Chen Shuping.
He stood at the door for a moment, his eyes confused at first, then gradually became focused, and he closed the door tightly with a bang.
The sound of the door closing was particularly loud in the silent house, as if it was venting his anger and sadness.
Chen Shuping didn't notice anything strange about Qian Lingyun. She just kept fanning her nose with her hands. Her face was full of disgust at the smell of smoke in the room and the smell on Qian Lingyun's body.
"How many cigarettes did you smoke at home? How much do you earn a month? Are you going to die? Smoking so many cigarettes..." She rolled her eyes, put on slippers, and didn't even look at Qian Lingyun.
She twisted her body back to the bedroom to change clothes. That twisting posture used to be a charming scenery in Qian Lingyun's heart, but now it only made him feel extremely ironic.
She might not have noticed how cold Qian Lingyun's expression was at this moment. His eyes were so angry that they seemed to bleed.
Those eyes, once filled with passion for life and love for her, now only contained deep despair and endless anger.
She was still unaware of this and still thought that Qian Lingyun was still the silent, submissive, and down-and-out old Qian.
Little did she know that Qian Lingyun's heart was already broken beyond her sight.
Chen Shuping returned to the bedroom and quickly took off her sexy dress, which she had carefully selected before going out yesterday.
She stuck her butt out, took out a set of standard thin silk pajamas from the closet and put them on.
She put her hair up, grabbed a new set of underwear, and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a good bath.
It’s almost noon, what are you washing?
Those who don’t know her would think she just likes to be clean.
In fact, no matter how much she washes, her body can never be clean!
Qian Lingyun could even smell the fishy scent of another man on her body from two meters away!
The smell was like a sharp thorn, piercing Qian Lingyun's heart again and again.
It can be seen how openly Chen Shuping played with that man last night.
Qian Lingyun couldn't help but think of those unbearable scenes in his mind.
He thought of Chen Shuping's shameless look when she was being fucked by other men behind his back.
He was furious, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into the flesh, but he didn't feel any pain.
He clenched his teeth, his cheeks became harder and harder, he could no longer endure it.
The anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, which could completely drown his reason at any time.
At this moment, Chen Shuping had rushed into the bathroom to take a shower. The sound of running water echoed in Qian Lingyun's ears, and every drop of water seemed to be mocking him.
She was probably eager to wash away something that the man had left in her body, and to completely erase all traces of betrayal.
Judging from her behavior, she felt no guilt at all, but just a little guilty.
Even when she was washing, she was still savoring the taste of that wild man.
Shameless! Despicable! Qian Lingyun cursed fiercely in his heart.
Fifty-year-old Qian Lingyun sat in the living room with dull eyes.
The sunlight shone on him through the window, but it did not bring a trace of warmth. He seemed to have aged many years in an instant.
He sank into the sofa, as if his soul had been taken away.
Why? He had done nothing wrong to Chen Shuping.
In order to give her a stable life, he worked hard every day, going out early and coming back late.
Even if he suffered a lot of injustice outside, he would always smile when he returned home to face her.
Why did she treat herself like this?
The vows made in the past were still echoing in his ears, but those sweet words had now become the sharpest knives, cutting his heart again and again.
Why is she so unclean?
He didn't want to admit that Chen Shuping was born a whore! But he had to face the facts before him.
He thought back to when they first met.
I remember that at that time, Chen Shuping was just a non-staff member of the Ministry of Transport.
Qian Lingyun accompanied provincial leaders to inspect the Department of Transportation. Among the welcoming crowd, he saw the fair and beautiful Chen Shuping at a glance.
Her smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright, and it immediately illuminated his heart.
Qian Lingyun had just divorced at that time. He was a popular figure in the eyes of provincial leaders and was in high spirits. Even the Minister of Transportation was respectful when he saw him.
Perhaps it was the aura of privilege that deeply attracted Yang Shuping, who was still inexperienced at the time.
Later, in order to marry Yang Shuping home, Qian Lingyun even gave his only son to his ex-wife to raise, and he only saw her twice a year.
For her, he was willing to turn against his family and give up the opportunity to accompany his son's growth.
He thought that as long as she was by his side, everything would be worth it.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
