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Sometimes, just because of a person's voice, we will blindly believe that he is a good person, a hero, who can save you from danger.
At this moment, I firmly believed that the person standing below was Song Yu, and I also believed that he could catch me.
So, I jumped down bravely.
However, when I saw that the person standing under the awning was Zhuo Yang, my body instinctively wanted to escape from his outstretched hand, and then the tragedy happened.
I dodged Zhuoyang's outstretched hand and fell straight to the ground.
Card scratch
At that moment, I clearly heard the sound of my leg bones breaking, and I lay on the ground crying silently.
A pair of black leather shoes approached.
Before I even looked up, I heard Zhuo Yang's cold voice, "You would rather break your legs than be caught by me."
What he meant was clearly a question, but to me it sounded like a straightforward statement of a fact.
I looked up and met Zhuo Yang's pair of eyes as quiet as dead water. My heart trembled slightly and the explanation came out so fluently.
"Well, I didn't expect it was you standing down there."
"So what if it's me, so what if it's not me, whether the person standing below is Song Yu, you will jump into his arms?"
"..." It took me three seconds to react to Zhuo Yang's words. Why did everything he said sound wrong? It made me feel so hungry and thirsty that I wanted to throw myself into Song Yu's arms
I really wanted to confront Zhuo Yang, but at this moment, I thought of a more important issue.
"Where's Song Yu?" I clearly saw him jump down.
Zhuo Yang's cold lips curled up in a mocking arc and he looked back.
In that black car, I saw Song Yu, but he was held tightly by someone behind him, with even his mouth blocked.
"What do you want to do?" I was a little anxious. Zhuo Yang wouldn't really believe that Hu Ling was having an affair with him and want to kill her to vent his anger, right
"He did something wrong, shouldn't he be punished?" Zhuo Yang gave me an ambiguous answer, which made my heart tremble even more.
"you… "
Before I could even utter a word, I was shocked by Zhuo Yang's next move.
He actually squatted down and picked me up.
Although this is not the first time Zhuoyang hugged me, he has hugged me countless times in the seven years of marriage. But at that time, it was usually before we did something we loved to do.
That is the only little interest we have left.
But now I am the injured, could it be that Zhuo Yang is so hungry that he will eat anything? When I thought of this, I struggled in a hurry.
But Zhuo Yang coldly stopped him: "Are you going to abandon you?"
I continued to struggle, "Well, put me down, I can do it myself..."
Bang-
Zhuo Yang, this bastard, actually put me down. Is my poor butt flat now
My eyes were blurred with tears, and I looked at Zhuo Yang with an accusing look, but he raised his eyebrows and said, "You should know that I am a man who keeps my word."
"I know nothing! Asshole! My leg! My leg is broken!"
It turns out that I was possessed by the god of bad luck.
Song Yu was fine when he jumped out of the window, but I ran into my ex-husband when I jumped out of the window. Not only did I run into him, but I also broke my leg.
But the worst was yet to come. Zhuo Yang took me back to his apartment.
I remember that I firmly expressed my desire to return to Wenli Fitness Center, but was stopped by Zhuo Yang with a cold look and a raised eyebrow.
"Are you going to give the paparazzi a more explosive news now?"
I was surprised, blinked and asked in confusion: "What explosive news?"
Zhuo Yang came over, handed me a glass of water, and uttered a few words lightly.
"You, Song Yu, and Wen Li, what the heck!"
"Puff—" all the water that hadn't even gone down my throat spurted out.
Just like that, I inexplicably became the third party between Hu Ling and Song Yu. After the news that Song Yu ran away with me came out, the Internet was full of insults against me, and of course there were countless voices of sympathy for Hu Ling.
Just like that, I became famous.
However, Hu Ling is more popular.
The news blurred my image, saying only that I was a mysterious woman, probably with a beautiful face, a huge fortune, and the illegitimate daughter of a certain group...
I was reading the newspaper, and suddenly I had the illusion that I was reading a novel on a romance website. Otherwise, how could life be so bloody and brutal
After the accident, I was going to call Wen Li, but I found that Zhuo Yang, the bastard, had unplugged the telephone lines in this small apartment.
I couldn't contact Wen Li and was very angry, but Zhuo Yang was very calm. He was drinking the pork liver soup that Mrs. Chen made for me, with a very comfortable look on his face.
“It’s a nice day.”
"… "
By the way, Zhuoyang's small apartment is really nice. I wondered a little sadly, which mistress did Zhuoyang buy this apartment for? I was thinking bitterly in my heart, and then I heard Zhuoyang's voice faintly ringing in my ears.
"This is where I usually live when I'm at work. I have no place to rest at noon, so I found this small apartment."
"I... I don't care... You... Why do you have to explain to me..." I stuttered when I realized Zhuo Yang was explaining, and finally fled under Zhuo Yang's understanding eyes, "Um, that's the pig liver soup that Mrs. Chen cooked for me, don't drink it all by yourself."
Zhuo Yang didn't say anything, but just shrugged without allowing any arguments and put down the spoon obediently.
I drank the warm pork liver soup and sighed in my heart.
This was the first time Zhuo Yang and I were alone together after our divorce. I don’t know why, but it felt a little weird.
It's indeed a bit strange.
Living under the same roof with Zhuoyang, we can see each other and occasionally talk, although not much, but we are not as confrontational as before.
I was extremely curious about the affairs of Hu Ling and Song Yu, but I didn't dare to ask too much in front of Zhuo Yang, so I could only quietly browse the forums online.
Sure enough, when the enthusiasm of the mysterious woman, also myself, wore off, some people started to make fun of Hu Ling on the forum.
They said she was a mistress and caused the CEO of Zhuoyue Culture to divorce his wife.
Look, here is one.
"The poster knows all the truth about Hu Xiaosan. There are pictures and the truth. I refuse to watch."
I checked the time of the post. It’s only been half an hour since it was posted, but there are already 350 comments.
To sum up, this person should know the relationship between Hu Ling and Zhuo Yang, and by the way, he should also know something about me.
The first three hundred words of the post detailed how Hu Ling wanted to get promoted by using Song Yu for hype, and that the real financial backer was Zhuo Yang, the CEO of Excellence Culture.
Among them, there is also a photo of Zhuo Yang and Hu Ling meeting secretly. I took a look at the photo and it was probably in a hotel. Hu Ling stood in front of the window, and Zhuo Yang stood behind her, with a solemn or sad face.
I suddenly felt sad and wanted to close the post, but then I thought, what's there to be afraid of? It's all over anyway. Besides, if I miss this truth, I don't know when I will be so close to the truth next time.
Sure enough, as soon as the post was published, some people questioned it.
Tianxian sister: The host is envious, jealous and hateful, all kinds of brainless black…
Beautiful Sabi: On the top floor, no explanation needed.
Ruthless Ha Pedestrian: I'm just passing by.
Fuck, I love you: Really? I can see the lustful nature of Hu Ling, the jade girl, at first glance. I'm so mad, please expose her in various ways... Finally, please ask for pictures and the truth. How is Hu Xiaosan's bed plan...
What boring people, just like me.
I looked carefully and found that the poster was still online. Sure enough, she talked about how Hu Ling hooked up with Zhuo Yang, and she mentioned me in the last sentence.
"Hu Xiaosan also caused the CEO of Zhuoyang Culture to divorce his wife."
Tianxian sister: I don’t need to explain why she is stupid. I don’t need to explain why Mr. Zhuo’s wife is stupid.
Fuck, I love you: Really... Waiting for the update, Mark, please leave your name and ask for fire.
The Little Prince is the fastest shooter: I know, I know... The boss of Excellence Culture is so handsome... Also attached is a drool-worthy photo of his abs...
I looked at a few more pictures and found that this post was off topic.
The fact that Hu Ling was a mistress seemed to be ignored, and everyone began to speculate on the unspoken love between Zhuoyang and Hu Ling.
The rich man fell in love with the pure girl, but their love was not recognized by the family. The rich man married the female demon who was well-matched with him, and the two lived a life of appearance but heart. Finally, after a series of entanglements, the rich man finally realized that he could not lose the pure girl, and divorced the female demon. The two lived a happy and blissful life...
I really admire these people's imagination. When I was about to post a truthful comment saying "Original poster, you are deviating from the topic", I suddenly couldn't click it.
The post prompt was deleted.
I was a little disappointed and cursed, "Tsk, that idiot deleted the post so quickly!"
"What are you looking at?" Just when my angry truth post was buried, Zhuo Yang's voice rang out at the door.
I turned around and smiled, "You... you're here?"
Zhuo Yang nodded coldly, his face looking a little bad.
"Um, do you want to use the computer? I'll be leaving right away."
Zhuo Yang nodded, sat at the desk, and coughed twice.
After I walked out the door, Zhuo Yang behind the door coughed a few more times.
I should have walked away without looking back, but at that moment, I was so stupid that I actually turned around and asked with concern.
"Are you not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, then don't work... Anyway, the money you earn is enough for you to spend for several lifetimes... Hehehe... Um... am I disturbing you..."
"Cough cough..." Zhuo Yang didn't say anything. He just covered his mouth and continued to cough twice.
I licked my lips, took a deep breath, and spoke again: "Well, drinking some loquat paste will be better."
This time, Zhuo Yang put down his hand and looked at me.
I thought he would say, "None of your business, get out of my study!"
After all, he had said that before. I was ready to hear these cold words.
However, I didn't expect that the other party looked into my eyes and said something quietly.
"Well, how do we do it?"