Chapter 112: The Spoiled Little Troublemaker (25)
But at this glance, the scene before his eyes was like an extremely sharp blade, piercing his heart mercilessly—
In an instant, he felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, his body was shaking, and he almost fainted.
The girlfriend who he always treated like a treasure and cherished with all his heart, even though she was a little spoiled and willful at times but still lovely and charming, was actually lying intimately in the same bed with another man at this moment.
What's even more outrageous is that when the man noticed Jiang Zhiran pushing the door open, the corners of his mouth actually rose slightly, revealing a subtle, provocative smile.
In Jiang Zhiran's view, this smile was like a poisoned arrow, ironic and sharp.
The man's face seemed harmless, but the pride and provocation that occasionally flashed in his eyes revealed his hidden thoughts.
At this moment, he finally tore off the mask of disguise and revealed his true face.
Yan, Chen, and Li!
The ominous premonition that has been lingering in my mind for many years has now become a cruel reality.
Jiang Zhiran was filled with regret. He should have realized earlier that this person was clearly a complete scheming green tea dog.
Jiang Zhiran's footsteps seemed to be suddenly nailed to the spot and he stopped abruptly.
His entire body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and his hands, which had been hanging relaxed at his sides, were involuntarily clenched into fists. Due to excessive force, the joints of his fingers gradually turned pale, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
Emotion and reason are pulling each other.
Qing Wu was still so beautiful and cute when she slept. Every time before falling asleep, he would stare at her for a long time. He could never get enough of her. The more he stared at her, the more he liked her. But now...
But she was lying in someone else's arms!
In an instant, Jiang Zhiran's eyes became cold and sharp, like a completely enraged wolf king in the wilderness.
The innate rebelliousness in him was so strong at this moment that it almost turned into substance, which made people shudder.
His nostrils twitched slightly, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger that was about to burst out. "What are you doing?"
His voice was low and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth with difficulty. Every word carried a bone-chilling chill, exploding in this silent space, shaking the air slightly.
Qingwu, who was still sleeping, was suddenly awakened by the sudden sound.
In a daze, she seemed to hear Jiang Zhiran's voice?
Qingwu, who had not yet fully woken up, subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, with a pure look in her clear and sleepy eyes.
I saw Jiang Zhiran standing not far away, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath, and every breath seemed to pull at the anger in his throat.
"Awu, did he force you to do that?" Jiang Zhiran's voice came again, and this time it was filled with a hint of extremely suppressed pain.
The words were squeezed out from between his clenched teeth, one by one, and fell heavily to the ground.
Jiang Zhiran knew that Yan Chenli must have used some tricks and must have deliberately let him see it.
At this moment, Qingwu only needed to nod slightly and say "yes", and then the next second, Jiang Zhiran would swing his fist without hesitation and kill Yan Chenli.
As long as Qing Wu said yes, he could convince himself that none of this had ever happened and that it was all the fault of that vicious dog Yan Chenli!
Qingwu is innocent.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiran stared at Qingwu intently, and a hint of almost humble pleading unconsciously flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Just like a drowning person desperately grasping at the last straw, he eagerly hoped that she would say something. Even if it was just a perfunctory lie, he was willing to believe it.
However, as the rightful heir of the Jiang family, his innate calmness and rationality pulled him out of the vortex of emotions.
He saw very clearly that Qingwu was standing there quietly, her eyes as calm as water, without any ripples.
Obviously, Qingwu didn't care at all about the farce happening in front of her.
Don't care about Yan Chenli, and don't care about him either.
After so many years, Jiang Zhiran had to painfully admit that he, Jiang Zhiran, had never truly entered Qingwu's heart.
This was obviously not the first time for her and Yan Chenli, but she didn't care at all and just wanted to be happy.
——Even with Jiang Zhiran, if he was careless and left for a moment, Qingwu would quickly find a new source of fun for herself.
Faced with Jiang Zhiran's raging rage and the tiny bit of expectation hidden deep in his heart, Qing Wu turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear.
Not only did he not show any guilt or fear, but he complained impatiently: "Hey, why are you talking so loudly? You woke me up."
Jiang Zhiran's heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer, making a dull echo.
His only remaining hope began to crumble in the face of Qing Wu's indifference. His anger was gradually replaced by a huge sense of loss and pain, and he felt like he had lost his soul.
His eyes became dim and his body stopped trembling. Instead, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
He knew that if he stayed any longer at this moment, the anger in his heart would probably make him do something irreversible.
Even though Qingwu betrayed him so ruthlessly, he was still afraid of hurting her in the slightest.
Finally, Jiang Zhiran moved his feet with difficulty and slowly turned around.
Every step he took seemed so staggering and heavy, as if a heavy burden of a thousand pounds was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to move forward.
His back was elongated in the dim light, revealing endless loneliness and desolation.
As he walked further and further away, he finally disappeared from the spot.
Jiang Zhiran, the favored son of heaven who had always been successful and highly regarded, was completely lost at this moment and didn't know what to do.
When he saw Jiang Zhiran leaving sadly like a stray dog that failed to get any food and was full of loss, the so-called green tea scheming dog in his description finally showed a happy smile as if he had gotten what he wanted.
Yan Chenli had been looking forward to this day for a long time.
——As early as the first time he witnessed Jiang Zhiran hugging Qingwu tightly in his arms in front of everyone.
And what about him? He could only watch from afar, secretly jealous.
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