indulge in his heart

"Hello?" The voice from the opposite side was very charming.

"Hello?" Ye Qinghuan bit her lip, holding back the sourness in her eyes.

"Your man is drunk with us, hehe, do you want to take him back?" The woman's voice was full of sarcasm and provocation.

I don't know how many times it has been, Ye Qinghuan has even gotten used to the coquettishness of this bar woman.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qinghuan changed into clothes and rushed to the bar against the rain.

The loud music in the bar made people's ears numb, and Ye Qinghuan followed the route in memory to find He Yansheng's box.

The light in the box was dim, and He Yansheng and several women were slowly swaying inside, their bodies touching each other from time to time, ambiguous and with a kind of lust.

Ye Qinghuan's nose was a little sore, and his eyes were swollen and painful.

She pushed open the door, and the smell of alcohol mixed with body odor made her almost nauseous, but soon, she endured it, forced a flattering smile, walked up to He Yansheng and tugged on He Yansheng's sleeve.

"Yansheng, will you go home with me?" Ye Qinghuan looked up at He Yansheng, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face.

He Yansheng looked at Ye Qinghuan, the smile on his face stopped abruptly, and his eyes became cold in an instant.

He snorted coldly, pinched Ye Qinghuan's shoulder in a strange way, and asked, "Are you here?"

"Yansheng, shall we go back? You drank too much." Ye Qinghuan tried to pull the man in front of him, but he didn't.

"Ye Qinghuan, what are you doing back home? Go back and lie face to face with you and sleep under the quilt?" He Yansheng sneered, his eyes full of disappointment, and then said: "It's been a year, Ye Qinghuan, now you look at the women in the bar more than Hello! You won't let me exercise the rights of husband and wife, okay, I don't care too much, most women throw themselves into my arms!"

After finishing speaking, He Yansheng pushed Ye Qinghuan to the ground vigorously, but he himself pulled a lady next to her and kissed her.

The young lady was so teased by him, she giggled around He Yansheng's neck, and cursed: "Damn ghost, your wife won't restrain herself here!"

"Hmph? Have you seen whose wife can't be touched? You can't touch it for a year. It's just an empty shell of Mrs. He. It can't be regarded as my real wife at all."

He Yansheng and Miss laughed together, looking at Ye Qinghuan like a clown.

Ye Qinghuan bit her lip, her teeth trembling slightly, she knew that she was sorry for He Yansheng, she didn't say anything, turned around and walked out, feeling very sad in her heart.

I don't know when it started to rain heavily outside.

On the road with heavy rain, it was gray.

In the torrential rain, there was a black Maybach with a frowning man sitting in it. The man's face was very handsome, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

The rain was splashing, and even with the headlights shining, the road ahead was still hazy.

On this lonely street, the sudden headlights shone on a person, if Wen Xunli hadn't braked in time, he might have hit him.

Ye Qinghuan was about to cross a road, but she couldn't open her eyes because of the sudden and unexpected light.

When Wen Xunli saw Ye Qinghuan, he thought he had made a mistake. He got out of the car under the umbrella and walked over to take a look at the woman's hand. There was a slight difference in his eyebrows and eyes, and the eyes were much gentler.

"Get in the car, it's cold outside!" Wen Xunli grabbed Ye Qinghuan in his arms and got into the car quickly.

Immediately afterwards, he took off his suit and covered Ye Qinghuan's body, and he wanted to turn up the heat inside the car to the maximum. Then he got into the car and turned around and asked, "Are you okay? Why are you here alone?"

All this happened so fast, Ye Qinghuan came to his senses and stared at the man in front of him in a daze.

Against the backdrop of the lights, the man in front of him had a very good-looking face, exuding a noble aura all over his body.

Probably because you see me pitiful, so you help me!
Ye Qinghuan thought so in her heart, said thank you bluntly, and gave her home address, but did not answer Wen Xunli's question.

Wen Xunli frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with the woman in front of him, this thank you was obviously a bit of a celebrity.

The car started slowly, and the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward. Wen Xunli coughed lightly, and asked tentatively, "Don't you think I look familiar?"

"Sir, I was joking. Thank you for your help. I'll be fine when I get to the intersection." Ye Qinghuan's mouth was tightly pursed, and his brows were also slightly furrowed. There was a hint of vigilance and caution on his face, and his whole body was tense, as if he was on guard. What.

This scene fell into Wen Xunli's eyes, and made him feel uncomfortable. His beautiful deep eyes narrowed slightly, his face showed some discomfort, he pulled his bow tie, frowned, and stopped talking .

Does it look like she forgot about that?

Wen Xunli thought to himself, looking at Ye Qinghuan through the rearview mirror from time to time, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Ye Qinghuan's health was not good, and it rained a little, and the heater in the car was turned on again. The sudden warmth made her eyelids heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep in the car after a while.

Wen Xunli watched Ye Qinghuan fall asleep behind with his eyes closed, his frown was relaxed, and a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes.

It's just that the person behind him seems a little dishonest, frowning and huddled together, he repeatedly called her husband in his mouth, as if he was having a nightmare, his head kept shaking, and from time to time he said "don't Go, that expression looked particularly painful.

"husband?"

After hearing what Ye Qinghuan said clearly, Wen Xunli's complexion suddenly darkened, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

"Are you married? Didn't you say you'd wait for me? You don't even remember anything you said!" Wen Xunli murmured to himself, and there was some anger in those words , the hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help but tighten a little bit.

The heavy rain became more and more violent, forming a thick curtain of water that fell overwhelmingly, as heavy as Wen Xunli's heart.

The 20-minute journey took nearly an hour, and Wen Xunli kept slowing down, for fear that the car would shake violently and disturb Ye Qinghuan's rest.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the villa, and Ye Qinghuan vaguely felt a gaze resting on her body.

She opened her eyes abruptly, exchanged a glance with Wen Xunli, and suddenly remembered that she was still in someone else's car.

"Yes, sorry, I, I seem to have fallen asleep, have you arrived yet?"

Ye Qinghuan hurriedly took off her suit and put it on the back seat, and reached out to pull the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the rain from outside immediately came in. Ye Qinghuan was in a dilemma when Wen Xunli's voice came from his ear.

"Give you!"

He held a men's umbrella in his slender hand and handed it to her in a neutral tone, vaguely angry.

Just as Ye Qinghuan was about to refuse, the man's voice came again: "I still have an umbrella, hurry up, don't waste my time!"

This somewhat impatient tone made Ye Qinghuan think of He Yansheng, and the rest grabbed the umbrella and rushed out.

Back home, Ye Qinghuan remembered that she hadn't had time to say thank you yet.

But when he looked up, Wen Xunli's car had gradually moved away and quickly disappeared into the world.

She swayed to the door, turned on the light casually, and looked at the empty room, feeling groggy.

She touched her forehead, and there was a burning sensation on her forehead.

Oops, I have a fever!
Ye Qinghuan staggered to the sofa and lay down, took out her mobile phone and looked at it hesitantly for a long time, the scene of He Yansheng courting her once again appeared in her mind.

She sighed, but still sent a message: "I seem to be sick, can you come back?"

After sending the message, she collapsed on the sofa, feeling dizzy and heavy.

In the bar on the other side, He Yansheng sneered disdainfully when he saw the message with Ye Qinghuan.

"What's the matter? That tigress at home is urging you again!" A lady with a coquettish makeup looked at his mobile phone, rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, that one of yours is watching TV too much, right? ? This kind of trick is long outdated!"

"That's right, don't you know me? She has sharp eyes, we play with us, if she is really sick, she won't die from such a small illness! At worst, I will clean him up tomorrow morning!" He Yansheng smiled heartlessly He said, but his heart was full of the pleasure of revenge.

"Hehe, I think it's the collection of corpses! But don't be overwhelmed by then! I think Boss He, you'd better go back and have a look, haha?" When the young ladies heard this, they all burst into laughter.

"Okay, don't spoil the fun, come here, have a drink!" He Yansheng snatched the mobile phone, picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp, his mind became more and more dizzy.

He glanced at the phone with a hint of worry in his heart.

But in the next second, he clicked forward, sent the text message to Qin Lele, then threw the phone away, and wobbled with the woman in front of him.

It has been raining for a long time at night, and the temperature inside the house is getting colder and colder.

Ye Qinghuan subconsciously pulled a pillow around her chest, her whole body was limp, without any strength, she couldn't get up, and even her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

But she picked up her phone to look at it from time to time, and with her last breath, she unlocked the phone.

The screen was always blank, with no missed calls or messages.

Ye Qinghuan only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, her breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and her whole body was spinning, as if she was going to faint at any moment...