But to his surprise, before he could even begin his formal counterattack, she started complaining about being wronged.
The opponent was too weak; it was pointless for him to attack, it felt like he was bullying someone.
Besides, that sweet, delicate voice made his heart flutter, and he wished he could make her cry even harder.
But they were too far apart, so he couldn't bully them. He could only coax them: "Don't cry. I'm all yours, why would you care about a piece of clothing?"
Jing Weiyang blinked; it seemed to make some sense.
"Besides, is that woman prettier than my wife? Sexy? Cute? Why would I like her? I have absolutely no interest in her, not before, not now, and not in the future."
With Shen Yu showering her with compliments, Jing Weiyang felt like she was floating on air.
She wanted to laugh, but forcibly suppressed it: "You're lying to me~"
"Why would I lie to you? I'm telling the truth..."
By the time she finished the phone call, Jing Weiyang had already been made very happy by her husband.
I don't want to pay any more attention to the female lead; let her do whatever she wants.
Anyway, her husband is hers, and no one can take him away from her!
When Shen Yu returned to the card table after finishing his phone call, he was met with a barrage of ridicule from his friends.
"Holy crap, Chen Yu, what are you doing? Does it really take this long to make a phone call?"
"None of your business~" Shen Yu said with a laugh as he adjusted the cards.
His friend, glancing discreetly at his expression, couldn't help but speak up:
"Didn't you and your wife have a fight? Why don't you seem angry at all?"
angry?
Shen Yu recalled the phone call from earlier, and all that remained in his mind was Jing Weiyang's sweet, soft, and coquettish voice. He could hardly remember the content of their argument anymore.
With a cigarette dangling from his lips, he chuckled, shook his head, and tossed out a card: "The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken."
"Damn it!" his friend muttered, and he stopped talking.
"Mr. Shen, would you like a drink?" A sweet and charming female voice suddenly entered my ears.
Shen Yu looked up and saw a scantily clad woman standing in front of him, holding a glass of red wine, seemingly about to toast him.
He immediately remembered what had just happened. Was it because of this woman's words that Jing Weiyang exploded?
His handsome face instantly turned cold: "Sorry, I don't drink."
A big shot who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk says he doesn't drink. Who would believe that?
He doesn't not drink, he just doesn't want to drink with her, right?
The beautiful woman seemed to understand his meaning, her expression turned somewhat unpleasant, she forced a smile and said a few words before slinking away.
Sure enough, a burst of laughter soon followed, and it was obvious who it was directed at.
A friend nudged Shen Yu's shoulder and winked at the beautiful woman across from him:
"It's just a glass of wine, is it really necessary to hurt a beauty's heart like this?"
Shen Yu glanced at him coldly: "As for it."
He has a wife, so why is he drinking with other women?
The party was as lively and extravagant as ever.
Amidst the joyous clamor, Shen Yu suddenly felt a pang of loneliness:
I wonder what his wife is doing now.
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A private residence in China.
Ning Luoyao had just come out of the shower, and the red marks were particularly noticeable on her snow-white skin.
Her once innocent features now possessed a touch more charm and allure than before.
Just then, the phone rang.
As soon as she answered the call, Ning's mother's voice rushed out impatiently:
"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you? Why don't you just go on TV yourself? Why do you have to promote that ungrateful wretch? Do you think she'll remember your kindness? You're such a thoughtless child, so inconsiderate!"
Ning Luoyao waited until she finished speaking before slowly and deliberately opening her mouth:
Do you think the Shen family would like such a 'show-off' daughter-in-law?
The other end of the phone fell silent immediately, and Mrs. Ning's voice betrayed an undisguised excitement:
"you mean?"
"The higher I lift her up, the harder she'll fall!"
Mrs. Ning was quickly dismissed.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Luoyao took out her phone and typed a text message: "The arranged online trolls can start generating buzz now."
Then I pressed "send".
Upon seeing the word "success," the depth in her eyes almost overflowed with intense emotion.
The most beautiful first love face... Ha,
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