Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

"Jian Tangtang... How could you fall in love with him..."

She curled her lips, wanted to laugh but cried even harder, as if falling into madness, she raised her hand and took another big gulp of wine, her throat hurt, but she didn't care.

It is said that wine late at night is a good medicine to numb the nerves, and after a few bottles, all troubles can be forgotten, but she is top-heavy, and the pain in her heart has not diminished at all, on the contrary, it has increased.

Jian Tangtang clenched the collar on her chest, gasping for breath with difficulty, her heart throbbing in pain, she rang out the scene when they first met.

At the wedding ceremony with bright lights and flowers, he took Mibao onto the stage in the eyes of everyone, and ended his ridiculous marriage in the most ostentatious and domineering way.

Breaking into her world so forcefully, leading her to uncover the bloody facts, humiliating her time and time again...helping her time and time again...

In the past, she couldn't tell whether she was grateful or hated him, but now she has such complicated feelings. She likes Jin Nuochen and a married man...

She couldn't help curling her lips into a sneer, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes were blurry and gorgeous, and she was laughing at herself.

She opened her blurred eyes and wanted to stand up, but her thin body staggered, and she fell drunkenly on the soft leather sofa. The half-drunk beer wet the carpet, and she was very drunk.

"It's all your fault...it's all your fault...why do you want to provoke me..."

The sound of sobbing and whimpering sounded in Nuo Da's living room, her clear eyes became hazy, she lay on the sofa in a daze, her curled eyelashes trembling, as if she saw the back of her insane dream in her sleep.

The metal door in the darkness opened, and his slender figure was shrouded in the silent night. That man, the man who had appeared in dreams countless times but couldn't see his face clearly, came from the night, full of hostility, making people people horror.

Jian Tangtang looked at him stiffly, the fear in her heart and the desire to reveal the truth urged her to walk towards him over and over again, her lips trembled, and she asked in a whisper, "You... who are you..."

The man didn't speak, and approached with heavy footsteps, the fog covering his eyes cleared, the hazy facial features gradually became clear, the finely crafted outlines, and the perfect facial features overlapped one by one.

"You are not qualified." The man's thin lips were slightly raised, and the distant and ethereal voice seemed to come from afar, warning and mocking.

Jian Tangtang listened to the man's contemptuous words, and anger surged in her heart. She couldn't help squinting her eyes, propped herself up, stood up unsteadily, and wanted to walk towards him.

"Who the hell are you? Why... why do you appear in my dreams again and again!"

Jian Tangtang roared angrily, but just when she was about to see the man's face clearly, the dark space dissipated abruptly, Jin Nuochen's gloomy eyes flashed in her mind, Jian Tangtang took a tight breath, and her body that had managed to stand up suddenly fell down , the alcohol was on his head, his mind was in chaos, and he fell on the carpet and fell into a deep sleep with a "bang--", muttering something softly in his mouth.

The night is dark and the moon hangs high.

The only sound left in Nuo Da's living room was her shallow breathing, and... a mess.

Outside the window, a black Mercedes-Benz cut through the night and drove towards the villa. The high beams flashed by, and the concierge immediately opened the door respectfully.

The man stepped on Armani's high-end crocodile-print leather shoes and got out of the car, wearing a black suit as if to blend in with the night.