It's not too late to love: My wife is too sweet to resist

The heart rate finally stabilized, Yang Yun didn't want to stay any longer, she moved her body lightly, took a lot of effort to remove An Quan's hand, then tiptoed to the door, waited and watched for a while before daring to Open the door and go out.

The whole process went smoothly, and no one seemed to be disturbed, so Yang Yun's heart settled down.

Sitting in the car, she leaned her head on the steering wheel, thinking for a long time.

Every detail of the interaction with An Quan on the bed made her face still beating with enthusiasm, and the nerves that were tense when the USB storage disk was stolen were only slightly relaxed until now.

The people in An's family are not easy to mess with. She knows very well that An Jia is pure and pure, but she is full of bad things. She will not give up until she achieves her goals. As An Jia's mother, Chen Meiqing is also jealous, irritable, and easily inferior and self-harmed because of her handicap.

Yang Yun knew that no matter who offended anyone in their family, the life of the Yang family would be uneasy, so she was very cautious in every small move.

But what she didn't know was that at the moment she left the gate of An's house, a pair of sharp and fierce eyes stared at her unwaveringly, as if she was about to be shot by a bullet, directly hitting Yang Yun's head breakdown.

Chen Meiqing didn't sleep at all last night, she couldn't fall asleep when she saw Yang Yun.

In her eyes, Yang Yun was an unforgivable woman, she was the one who seduced her husband An Quan, not only now, but more than 20 years ago.

When he was still married to An Quan at the wedding night, the name An Quan kept chanting was the word 'Yang Yun'.She was very heartbroken at the beginning. Although the two families were due to the combination of interests, the young An Quan's handsomeness and talent still attracted her. At first, she just thought that An Quan missed her ex-girlfriend, and she would forget it after a long time, but she didn't expect time. After more than 20 years, not only did he not forget that woman, he kept running to her house in the past few months, and he even brought that woman home for the night last night.

Any woman would probably not be able to bear it. What's more, in the past 20 years, An Quan has hardly looked at her. If it wasn't for An Jia, he might have been dismissed by this man as a waste.

Yang Yun, you bitch, even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Chen Meiqing looked down at Yang Yun who was sitting in the car. Although it was blurry, she never blinked, as if her eyes could kill him in the car.

An Quan focused on Yang Yun, An Jia also ignored her for a long time, she was crying, feeling very wronged in her heart.

I am a person who has been abandoned by the world, a person on the edge of this world. I used to have a daughter, but now I have nothing.

Even if Yang Yun is killed, An Quan will not return to her side, and An Jia will not remember that she still has a mother.

Following the start of Yang Yun's car underneath, Chen Meiqing struggled to shake the wheelchair back to her room. Her face was green and black, low and ugly, and she felt terrible even when she looked in the mirror.

Not to mention An Quan and An Jia, even she herself hates herself now.

In the mirror, her hair is fluffy and disheveled, covering most of her face, her eyes are bloodless, and sometimes her scalp is itchy, and she scratches it hard, the more she scratches, the more her hair falls down, and her forehead is already bald Mostly.

"Why, why?" Chen Meiqing roared and cried, "Why is my life so hard? What did I do wrong? Why is this happening? Where did my youth and beauty go? My husband, I Why are my daughters leaving me?"

"This world is so unfair." Her hysterical crying grew louder.

Betrayal is unforgivable, and cowardice is unforgivable. She has already taken it lightly, so let everything go. It doesn't belong to me anyway, so it doesn't matter who it belongs to.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes and face, she stayed quietly for more than ten minutes before she stood up gently.

She moved to the front of the closet, picked out her most beautiful and favorite clothes and threw them on the bed, and then began to take off her coat, followed by several layers of sweaters, thermal clothes, and underwear, and finally compared the naked ones Take another look at yourself in the mirror.

Her mood seemed to be back to her youthful days, she no longer misses the mirror, and went to the bathroom in a wheelchair. After three or ten minutes, she rolled out, put on her most beautiful clothes, combed her hair, and faced the mirror. She showed a rare smile.

"It's beautiful," she said to the mirror, still smiling.

She took out a brown bottle from the drawer of the dresser, unhurriedly opened the lid with her hands, and poured out a few white pills.

Without any hesitation, without stopping, the eyes stared at a point, then stuffed it all into the mouth, and then smiled at the mirror again.

It seemed a little slow to feed herself like this, so she just poured the bottle to her mouth and poured it all down.

After completing the whole process, there were almost no obstacles except that her mouth was a little dry and it was hard to swallow. In order to swallow the pills smoothly, she drank the glass of warm water at hand in one go.

There is still one important thing that has not been done, and she still feels that she needs to leave something behind, and she can't just leave without prompting.

She wants to tell An Jia everything, tell her about Yang Dong, what kind of person he is, tell her what kind of person her teacher is, and tell her what her father is like Father, in the end, she will tell An Jia how much her mother loves her and how much she misses her. She is the reason why her mother has survived for so many years, and now she is also the concern she can't let go of.

Taking advantage of the fact that the medicine didn't respond so quickly, Chen Meiqing wrote vigorously and filled several pages of materials. Looking at her free and easy handwriting, she smiled very satisfied.

Consciousness was a little blurred, she felt sleepy and wanted to sleep, so she got up and climbed onto the bed, wearing a beautiful dress, and didn't want to cover her with a quilt, and soon she entered the quiet world where no one was disturbed.

When Yang Yun just drove home, it was already dawn. She drove very slowly because she was very confused. Her mind was either the scene of interacting with An Quan last night, or she was worried that Yang Dong would not be able to take good care of herself in the detention center.

As soon as she stopped the car, the little nanny ran to open the door for her. After Yang Yun got down and stood still, the nanny said, "Ma'am, I just called for you."

"Looking for me, who is it, what's the matter?" Yang Yun quickly went through it in her mind, and she could probably guess who it was.

"It's a man, it seems to be Mr. An. He didn't say anything, but asked if you were at home. I said no, and then he hung up."

Sure enough, it was An Quan, he must have found himself, maybe he expected it last night.

Yang Yun ignored him, hurried into the study, closed the door, and connected the USB storage disk to the computer.

This is a recording, the voices of a man and a woman. Judging from the voices, Yang Yun guessed that the man is in his thirties and the woman is less than 30, and the content of the conversation between the two is indeed related to Yang Dong.

"You still dare to look for me, I can look for you anytime." The man said.

"I'm not afraid of you. It's good to have you here." The woman was not afraid of threats, and her tone was very strong and firm.

"It's no good for you to find me when, but look at what I've done to you now, you bitch." The man seemed to have suffered a disadvantage and wanted to do something.

"You can do it if you want to, but you have to listen to me first."

"Say."

"There is something in Yang Dong's body in this container. You find a way to put it on the ground of your new house in Shenyang Town, and then deliberately lead the police to investigate again. Be careful to make it look like it, so that no one will find it."

"You want to frame him?"

"Whatever you say, you didn't mean to deal with him, it's up to you now."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Then who else can you trust?"
"...Then I'll try it for now, anyway, it's your turn next."

"I am waiting for you."

"."

Yang Yun finally understood that this was another conspiracy.

According to the deduction, she also guessed that the woman should be Yang Dong's ex-girlfriend, but Yang Yun couldn't believe that there is such a vicious woman in this world. Why did Yang Dong find such a person at that time? Heart palpitations to the end.

The matter is already obvious. Yang Dong is definitely innocent. This audio file of the conversation is the best evidence. As long as it is handed over to the prosecution, Yang Dong will not be prosecuted and will be acquitted sooner or later.

There are still several hours before going to work, Yang Yun decided not to rest, so as not to oversleep and miss important things.

She decided to take a bath first. The absurdity of last night made her feel that the whole night was unbearable. She wanted to wash off the dirt and replace her clean self.

Just as Yang Yun ordered the babysitter to put the water away, the landline phone in the living room rang, and the nanny went to answer it first, and she came over to call Yang Yun after a while.

"Whose phone number?" Yang Yun asked suspiciously.

"It seems to be Mr. An calling again."

Yang Yun was very repulsed by this call, but she still reluctantly answered it. Otherwise, she was afraid that An Quan would suddenly find her home. If so, she might as well just answer it.

"Are you home?" An Quan asked in a hoarse voice.

"En." Yang Yun nodded, as if the other party could see it.

"Have you got what you want?"

"Hmm." Yang Yun was surprised that he would ask this. It seemed that he was in charge of what happened last night. She didn't know how to respond to him, so she replaced everything with an 'um'.

"Chen Meiqing is dead." An Quan said word by word.

"." Yang Yun was speechless, unable to speak for a while, only silence remained.

"Taking a lot of sleeping pills."

"Why?" Yang Yun's nose turned sour, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and asked.

"I don't know yet. An Jia has already called the police. There is no conclusion yet."

The police are here too?
Yang Yun's heart tightened, and the police came. If they interrogated the people Chen Meiqing met before her death, and the people who went in and out of An's house in the past few days, then what happened between herself and An Quan last night must be made public. She is not afraid to point herself as the murderer , but she would feel very ashamed if she was involved in a case where someone committed suicide due to a romantic dispute.

If it is made public, she will definitely not be able to face Yang Dong, An Jia, or even enter the classroom to face her students.

She is a professor, a teacher, and a role model.

Although this kind of thing is a very normal private matter for a single self, but now there are abnormal consequences.

Cooperating with a married man, and now killing people, even if she didn't directly kill her, she still has to bear the condemnation of conscience.