Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

The Lu family didn't dare to stop her directly.

After all, Mrs. Yan is still a serious woman, and she is still pregnant. If something happens, they can't afford it.

Zou Zhiyi left Lu's house smoothly. After walking a distance from Lu's house, she looked back, no one chased her out, there was no one on the street except her, she was alone, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

She laughed at herself.

What is she expecting?
Knowing that no one believed her.

Why is she still looking back so much?
Do you want to slap her in the face again and realize how failed she is as a human being?
Why bother?
……

Zou Zhiyi knew a long time ago that crying is a sign of cowardice.

No one is distressed, and there is no use for it except to make yourself uncomfortable.

Because it's useless, I don't want to humiliate myself.

Zou Zhiyi walked aimlessly on the street for a long time, with negative emotions flooding her heart, she didn't want to drive herself crazy, so she found a place where no one would disturb her, and chose to indulge her emotions.

The grievance of being misunderstood, the sadness of being hurt, and she needs to vent, otherwise she is afraid that she will not be able to help but do something.

In the space alone, without turning on the lights, no one would see her lose her composure, so she allowed herself to show a little vulnerability.

Those sad emotions will also be infinitely magnified in such an environment.

The emotional flood burst, and for a moment, these terrible emotions almost swallowed Zou Zhiyi.

In the morning, the sun rises as usual, and the quiet city wakes up from sleep and gradually becomes noisy. Everyone is doing things step by step, and nothing has changed. No one knows, and no one cares. Last night, a woman experienced such a breakdown. night.

Dragging her tired body back, the night of hysteria had exhausted all her energy, and now she just wanted to fall asleep.

After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room, and suddenly saw someone sitting on the sofa. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, motionless, like a sculpture.

Zou Zhiyi glanced at him, but was in no mood to pay him any attention.

He was in a bad mood, he just wanted to accuse her of being a teacher.

But if she didn't do it, she didn't do it, unless Yanzhou beat her to death, so that she couldn't speak for the rest of her life, otherwise, she would not give in.

Zou Zhiyi went straight to her room, passed by the living room, and was about to go upstairs, when the person sitting in the living room playing the sculpture suddenly moved, walked towards her with big strides, grabbed her wrist, and pressed against her. the wall.

His back rubbed against the wall fiercely, and even though there were clothes on, he could still groan in pain.

Zou Zhiyi originally thought that Yanzhou was trying to seek justice for Lu Chaomu, there is a huge disparity in power between men and women, not to mention she is still pregnant.

For the sake of the child, she did not struggle uselessly and was ready to be beaten.

Unexpectedly, Third Master Yan stared at her for a while, then asked, "Where did you go?"

Zou Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while, "What?"

Yan Zhou probably thought she was pretending to be confused, and his face darkened, "I ask you, where did you go when you didn't come back all night last night?"

It seems that he is worried about his wife, and he is not very good at talking, so when he speaks, he is a hot-tempered husband who smells like gunpowder.

The two got too close, Zou Zhiyi smelled the smoke on his body, his heart skipped a beat, and looking at his bloodshot eyes, he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

Could it be that Yanzhou didn't sleep all night because she didn't come back?