evil husband unbridled love

Liang Yin was sitting at Father Liang's cemetery when he received the lawyer's call. He was wearing Father Liang's favorite princess dress, leaning against the tombstone. In front of him were several empty beer cans.

Three years have passed, and the photo of Father Liang on the tombstone has faded a bit, but the smile between his brows and eyes is still very kind.

"Dad, you've been lying here for three years, but I still haven't accomplished anything. I don't even know how you died. Isn't it very useless?"

There was a slight smile on her face, and she asked casually, as if she could really wait for Father Liang's answer instead of talking to herself.

Holding the last can of beer in her hand, Liang Yin was about to raise her head and continue drinking when her phone rang. She glanced at the unfamiliar number and answered with a frown: "Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Zhou, I am a lawyer of the Zhou Group. Now I have a share agreement about Mr. Xu Ting's transfer to you. When is it convenient for you to sign it?"

A respectful male voice came from the microphone and asked in a low voice.

Liang Yin was puzzled, but when he heard the words "Zhou's Group", he understood that this matter had something to do with Zhou Muhan, so he sneered, "Why did Zhou's lawyer tell me when Xu Ting transferred the shares to me?"

The lawyer paused: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhou, I don't know about this. I just received this job and completed it as required."

"Is it?"

Liang Yin's tone was casual, as if he didn't care at all: "Then come to me when you figure out these things."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone directly, raised her hand and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

After leaving Zhou's villa, Liang Yin went home and slept all day. She didn't know whether it was because she was sleepy or simply wanted to sleep. When she woke up, it was already the next morning, and there were a lot of missed calls and unread messages on her phone. , but none of them came from Zhou Muhan.

It is not so much chilling as it is a thorough recognition of reality.

Liang Yin was so old and had never been slapped before. Mother Zhou's slap woke her up completely. It not only made her understand how the Zhou family resisted her, but also understood that Zhou Muhan was a person who could not be relied on at all.

What she wants to do can only be done by herself.

After she had this idea, she missed Father Liang very much. Liang Yin was always arguing with him when he was alive, and since the mother and daughter entered the door, Liang Yin almost never had a proper meal at the same table with her father.

Recalling these things, the feeling in her heart is that the word regret is far from being able to describe, so she dare not think about it, and she is unwilling to think about it, so she can only grit her teeth and move on.

Mother Zhou's slap was equivalent to giving her a complete push, and she finally had the courage to be desperate. If this is the case, then don't care about the storm ahead, just come over!

She stood up slowly, looked back at Father Liang on the tombstone, and her face gradually became serious: "Dad, you give me one year, and within one year, I will definitely take back everything I once had."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the cemetery without looking back.

*
It was past eight o'clock when Zhou Muhan got off work. Recently, there were a lot of things in the company. Normally, he should work overtime all night, but he always felt that there was something that needed to be dealt with, and he was vaguely uneasy, so he simply pushed away the pile of file, took the car keys and went back to the apartment.

On the way, he saw Liang Yin's favorite steamed buns filled with soup, and he slammed on the brakes so mysteriously that when he returned to the apartment with a bunch of packing bags, he hadn't figured out how to explain the pile of things.

After pressing the password to enter the door, the light in the living room was on, and all kinds of things and clothes were thrown on the floor, arranged in a mess. In the middle of the pile of clothes, stood Liang Yin in a short black overalls.

She was looking at her clothes before and after the full-length mirror. She had a slender body, with white calves exposed below the knees, and paired with black high-heeled shoes on her feet, she looked a bit like a strong woman in the workplace.

Liang Yin heard the sound of the door opening, looked up into the mirror, and smiled as if nothing happened: "You're back? How about this suit?"

Zhou Muhan put the packing bag aside calmly, glanced up at her, and said against his will, "It's not that good."

The neckline is so low and the skirt is so high. If you wear it to work like this, the men around you may not have to look at other places.

Liang Yin raised his eyebrows: "I think it's pretty good."

After speaking, he turned around and continued to pick up another suit of the same style but different color beside him for comparison, as if he just asked casually and didn't take Zhou Muhan's opinion seriously at all.

Zhou Muhan took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, while drinking, he casually looked at the people in the living room.

Liang Yin looked at herself in the mirror. Although she had never had a formal job, she had participated in many design competitions when she was in school, so she was very familiar with wearing this kind of professional attire. , a little dress up is outstanding.

She glanced at Zhou Muhan from the corner of her eye. According to the past, at this time, he must either go back to the study to work, or go to the gym to exercise, and he will not hang around in the kitchen at all. Also, the packing box he just brought back seems to be finished with a slap , I'm going to bring her sweet dates.

Liang Yin sneered in his heart, but he still didn't show anything on his face, as if all his energy was on the clothes in front of him.

"Why do you want to wear this kind of clothes and pretend to be the client for Shen Qiyue?"

After shaking for a few minutes, Zhou Muhan finally couldn't help it, and asked casually.

When Shen Qiyue first joined the company, she didn't have any cases in her hands, and she didn't have any sense of presence in the law firm. In order to make her work go smoothly, Liang Yin pretended to be a client several times to increase her performance. Unexpectedly, Zhou Muhan still remembered this thing.

Liang Yin shrugged: "Shen Qiyue has so many cases that she doesn't even have time for vacation, so I won't trouble her."

"Then you are?"

"To interview."

"interview?"

Zhou Muhan was very surprised by this answer, took a few steps towards her, and asked again as if uncertain: "Are you going for an interview?"

Liang Yin hated the way he looked down on her to death, so she raised her head mockingly: "Why, in your eyes, I'm just a charming lady who can only rely on men, and I have no ability to work at all?"

Zhou Muhan really wanted to say yes, but considering the sensitive relationship between the two of them, he held back.

He coughed lightly: "Where are you going for the interview?"

"I don't know, I sent out a few resumes at random, and many companies notified me."

Liang Yin answered him with a little smugness, paused for a moment and seemed to think of something suddenly: "By the way, there is still HR."