Chapter 1 My husband is back with his mistress
"Again?"
The man has a deep, pleasant voice.
The silence reveals a desire that has not yet been extinguished, and has a kind of bewitching power.
Jiang Ciyou glanced at the floor, the lace bra overlapping with her suit, the torn dress, and the high heels rolling under the sofa.
Everything tells of the intensity and madness just now.
"No, I'm tired." Jiang Ciyou refused.
This man's physical strength is really getting better and better.
Just now she almost cried for mercy.
Having said that, the little hand still unceremoniously touched the man's strong abdominal muscles.
The man grabbed her mischievous little hands.
The voice was filled with dissatisfaction, but still full of magnetism: "Don't flirt, I may not be able to control myself."
Jiang Ciyou smiled.
Her face was already bright and beautiful. At this moment, her black eyes were like stars, her red lips were like fire, and her thick black waves were spread over her snow-white back, making her skin look like cream. Her petal-like red lips were lazily raised, and a tiny teardrop mole at the corner of her eye moved.
This smile is like the reincarnation of Daji, bewitching people.
The man looked at the lazy woman in his arms, and he had the urge to grab her again and eat her clean.
"Don't be so stingy. I will miss you so much when I can't touch you anymore."
Jiang Ciyou was still smiling.
The man's expression suddenly froze and his face turned cold in an instant.
"What do you mean?"
Jiang Ciyou lifted the thin quilt, stood up, and quickly put on his clothes.
Then she took out a check from her bag and walked over to the man.
"Baby, here is five million as compensation for you. Of course, this villa is also yours."
She put the check in the man's hand.
But at this time, the man was not happy at all to receive the huge gift.
"Jiang Ciyou, do you want to dump me?" The man's voice was terribly low.
Obviously restraining his anger.
Jiang Ciyou still looked as cheerful as ever.
She pinched the man's chin soothingly and gave him a kiss: "My husband is back, and it's not convenient for me to play outside anymore, so let's stop here."
The man's face grew even gloomier.
Jiang Ciyou pecked his beautiful thin lips again: "Be good, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can still call me."
After saying that, Jiang Ciyou stood up, took her bag and walked out of the room.
After taking only two steps, I heard the sound of something breaking in the room.
Jiang Ciyou didn't stop.
Just smiled helplessly.
She raised him for three years, but she had no real love for him, but there was a bit of pretense. Such an unexpected and abrupt breakup was indeed hard to accept.
Come out of the villa.
Jiang Ciyou drove directly to the airport.
Her husband, Yan Feng, had been abroad with his mistress for three years, but now, unable to withstand the pressure from his family, he finally came back.
"Jiang Ciyou, even though you and I are childhood sweethearts and have been dating for two years, I don't have any feelings for you at all."
"The only one I like is Xia Ling. If Grandpa hadn't forced me, I would never have married you."
"I won't touch you. This is my promise to Xia Ling."
"All I can give you is the title of Mrs. Yan. If you can't stand the loneliness, you can go out and find a boyfriend. I will never interfere. Of course, you can't interfere in the affairs between me and Xia Ling either."
This is what Yan Feng said to him on their wedding night.
Although three years have passed, she still remembers every word clearly.
The Jiang family and the Yan family had a very good relationship. Three generations of family heads were close friends. By the time of Jiang Ciyou's generation, the Jiang family had a daughter and the Yan family had a son. From the moment the child was born, the two families arranged a marriage for the child.
In order to foster a bond between the two children, they were allowed to play together since childhood, and they took turns living in each other's homes during the winter and summer vacations.
Their relationship has always been good, and they even continued to date after entering college.
Until Xia Ling intervened between them.
In fact, it was she who pushed Yan Feng to Xia Ling's side.
Xia Ling is their high school classmate.
She came from a poor family and was timid, but she had good grades and was the only student recommended for admission to an aristocratic school.
Like a little white rabbit entering a beast arena, she is always bullied by those arrogant and proud people.
It was Jiang Ciyou who helped her time and time again, and even fought for her.
The two became best friends in high school.
Later, I was admitted to the same university.
As her best friend in high school, Xia Ling and Yan Feng were naturally very familiar with each other.
But at that time, they had absolutely no signs of it.
During the summer vacation of their sophomore year, Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng signed up for a summer camp organized by the school.
Just before departure, Jiang Ciyou sprained his ankle and gave the spot to Xia Ling.
Originally, she didn't want to go, and Yan Feng didn't want to go either, but Jiang Ci was worried that Xia Ling would be bullied by others, so he insisted that Yan Feng go with him to take care of her.
As a result, as they took care of each other, the two got together.
It happened that summer that Jiang Ciyou experienced the biggest setback in his life.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is back.
At the darkest moment of her life, Yan Feng suddenly broke up with her and said he wanted to be with Xia Ling.
She couldn't bear all the blows.
Cut my wrists.
Although he didn't die, things did take a turn for the better.
Yan's father and mother were heartbroken, after all, they had watched her grow up since she was a child.
Master Yan even threatened Yan Feng with family shares and forced her to marry him.
In less than two months, he applied for an exchange student position at Yale University and went to the United States.
Of course Xia Ling also went with us.
Three whole years...
Soon the car stopped outside the airport.
Jiang Ci's worried thoughts quickly returned to his mind.
Today, it was her grandfather who asked her to pick up Yan Feng.
Jiang Ciyou raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
The timing was perfect.
Jiang Ci looked up and saw Yan Feng pushing a suitcase out of the airport lobby.
The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He had a handsome face and extraordinary temperament. His every move and gesture exuded the dignity and elegance of a young man from an aristocratic family.
The originally gentle face turned gloomy the moment he saw Jiang Ciyou.
Jiang Ciyou smiled, opened the car door, got out, and then walked over.
"Hubby, long time no see, hope you are well."
Jiang Ci's smile was bright and beautiful.
As a broadcaster and host, her voice is naturally beautiful and powerful, with a hint of deliberate coquettishness.
She is so charming and beautiful that it is hard to resist.
Even the people around her couldn't help but look in her direction twice, secretly envying this woman's husband.
Yan Feng looked at the woman in front of him, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
Jiang Ciyou looked very beautiful today, as if she had dressed up carefully just to meet him.
She looks a little different from three years ago.
In the past, she wore no makeup and looked pure and lovely, but now she has delicate makeup, her hair is permed into big waves, and she is wearing all designer clothes, exuding a sense of laziness and nobility.
"Don't call me husband."
Yan Feng's voice was cold.
He turned around and glanced at the woman in a white dress beside him.
Jiang Ciyou saw her before getting off the bus.
Xia Ling came back with him.
Xia Ling was wearing a loose white cotton dress. She had no makeup on, but her palm-sized face and her naturally shy and innocent eyes still made her look very charming.
She held Yan Feng's arm with one hand and unconsciously stroked her slightly bulging belly with the other hand.
This action couldn't be more obvious.
Jiang Ciyou smiled and asked, "Xia Ling, are you pregnant?"