The bathroom was very warm, but Qiao Yimo only felt cold all over, cold to the bottom of his heart, uncomfortable, like being betrayed by the person he loves most, heartbreaking pain.
The last thing she didn't want to see was that she thought it could be distinguished by his intelligence, but she didn't expect that the words just came out of his mouth.
After ten seconds of silence, she lowered her head to meet his eyes, biting her scalp, her voice was a bit astringent, "I didn't lie, I didn't expect anything about today, whether it's the news... or appear here."
The man's brow furrowed tighter, and the hand that raised her jaw changed to pinching. He narrowed his eyes a little, and his voice was low and cramped, "You were on the set yesterday... Was it really uncomfortable?"
Qiao Yimo's pupils shrank extremely quickly, and he panicked for a moment.
The cause of everything was in the scene on the set yesterday. If she lied at the beginning, there is no need to ask later. If she did not lie, she would have to prove it.
But no matter what proof she produced, if it is possible to find the hospital in the final analysis, then what is the significance of her cover-up
Seeing that she didn’t speak, and didn’t mean to explain, the man’s eyes flashed a bit of chill, and he clasped her wrist and suddenly dragged him to the ground.
In the water, she squeezed her chin, and said coldly: "You know I hate other people lying. You not only used me, but also the old man, good, very good. It seems that I was too polite to you before."
The man chuckled coldly, as if there was no emotional ups and downs, but his eyes were dark and he couldn't capture any emotions, and his whole body was full of hostility.
After letting go and throwing her into the water, even Yu Guang never gave it to her again. Fu Sinian walked directly out of the pool, took the bathrobe, and slammed the door.
Qiao Yimo lay soaked in the bath, wet hair sticking to his face, looking a little embarrassed, his face extremely pale, his slender eyelashes trembling finely and densely, and he couldn't tell if it was water or water. tears.
There was only one voice lingering in his mind, and he really didn't believe her.
Fu Sinian got dressed, and regardless of whether the woman inside came out or not, he left the bedroom without staying for a while. When he went downstairs, a text message suddenly came from his mobile phone.
Open it, the familiar number jumped out yesterday, [A-year, I want to see you. 】
The man paused, and a clear face appeared in his mind again, his eyes deepened suddenly, and a little more unpredictable.
thread.
A few steps out of the main house, he manually dialed a number and went out.
"Jiang Yi, go check someone, and I will send you the photo, as detailed as possible."
"..."
After Fu Sinian left the Fu's house, he never came back. Qiao Yimo was upset and went back to the bedroom upstairs after dinner with his grandfather.
She lay in the empty big ***, looking at the night that had fallen outside the window, squeezed the phone tightly, but after all, she did not call.
This is the first time since the two got married that Fu Sinian didn't come back at night and didn't notify her. She understood what was shown, but the explanation without evidence was just a pale excuse. She didn't know what to do.
The expression he had when he left in the afternoon was always lingering in her mind, without anger, but the cool eyes with temperatureless ridicule, really made her very sad.
At two o'clock in the morning, the penthouse of Century Tower in the city center.
In the bedroom, the phone's repeated vibrating sound awakened the gangster.
The bedside lamp was turned on, and a hoarse voice with a vague anger sounded in the dim space, "What the hell are you doing by staying up late at night to harass Lao Tzu."
"where are you?"
"At home!"
"..."
(End of this chapter)