Fast Travel: The Green Tea Villain's Sweetness Is Over the Table

After not coming home for a long time, the furniture in the house remained the same. Chen Zhiye took off his coat and put it on the back of the sofa.

"Last time, it was true that I was too extreme and didn't consider your feelings, but you have to believe me, it is impossible for me to betray you."

Jian Yuling took off his satchel, changed his shoes again, and said in a cold tone, "You to that vixen..."

"It's impolite to call someone like that, Tang Xingyu."

The words were interrupted, and Jian Yuling was a little speechless, "Okay, Secretary Ye; your attitude towards that Secretary Ye doesn't seem to be boring."

"If you don't believe me, you have to believe in our ten-year relationship, right?"

After saying this, both of them fell silent.

Jian Yuling was speechless, while Chen Zhiye was lost in memory.

Once Tang Xingyu was like a morning star in the sky, shining brightly, it was the direction he pursued, and it was an indispensable guide for his entire student days.

But why, after getting married, the enthusiasm will recede, the love will disappear, and now they quarrel at every turn.

He didn't think about why, but in this marriage, he always chose to avoid it.

In fact, what Jian Yuling said was not wrong, he was indeed shamefully in love with that Ye Qing.

Sometimes he even thought, if his wife was Ye Qingqing, it would be great.

She is young and beautiful, and her appearance is not inferior to that of Tang Xingyu;

She shines in the workplace and is an important right-hand man in his work, providing a lot of help;

She has a strong and delicate personality, and that kind of contradictory personality makes him unable to help but look away and pay attention.

He will be more tolerant towards such capable girls; after all, it is very difficult for girls to gain a foothold in society and work.

Since when did he start enjoying the space with Ye Qingqing?
Maybe it was Tang Xingyu's boring personality that made him tired of going home; or maybe Tang Xingyu started to become nervous, suspecting him of cheating and betrayal, and became unreasonable and difficult.

Before he could get out of his memories, the phone brought Chen Zhiye back to reality.

Chen Zhiye glanced at Jian Yuling who was looking at the phone, and picked up the phone, "Hi, hello, who is it?"

"what?!"

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Chen Zhiye's face changed drastically; Jian Yu raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.

"Where are you? I'm going there now!"

As he said that, Chen Zhiye picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the sofa, and walked out while putting it on. When he reached the door, he took the phone away and looked back at Jian Yuling.

"I have something to go out here, and I may not come back at night."

The woman just stood there, her eyes as black as a bottomless pool, staring at him, as if she knew what he was going to do.

Chen Zhiye's heart trembled, the feeling of being seen through was so clear that he didn't dare to look directly at the other party.

Jian Yuling said softly, "Understood."

As if relieved, Chen Zhiye went out and left in a hurry.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

After his sister said she wanted a divorce, the big brother of the Tang family immediately arranged for someone to find the best private investigator and followed Chen Zhiye to see if he could catch evidence of his dishonesty as soon as he hung up the phone.

Chen Zhiye drove away from home, and the private detective followed him.

When they arrived at the building of the shopping center, Chen Zhiye got off the car, and as expected, he saw Ye Qingqing sitting by the roadside with a helpless expression.

"What did you say on the other end of the phone that you were being bullied?"

Chen Zhiye walked over, squatted beside Ye Qingqing and asked.

Ye Qingqing was at a loss, tears rolled in his eyes,
"The other day my wife said that I was a vixen. Many people in the company had weird eyes. I was planning to buy something here today. I don't know where some women came from. They looked rich and kept saying that I ruined other people's families. They pushed and pushed me, I sprained my ankle..."

Then, Ye Qingqing said, her eyes were red like a rabbit, she was miserable, her tears fell like beads from a string,

"I called my friends and asked if they had time to pick me up, but they were all at work and couldn't get away, and my parents didn't get through. I didn't know who to call. Sorry, President, here You are busy..."

The matter between himself and his wife really involved this innocent girl.

Chen Zhiye had a bad expression on his face, and comforted him softly, apologetically, "I'm the one who troubled you."

After saying that, Chen Zhiye hugged Ye Qingqing horizontally.

"what!"

Ye Qingqing let out a short cry, subconsciously stretched out his hand, hooked Chen Zhiye's neck, and then buried his face at the junction of Chen Zhiye's shoulder and neck due to inertia.

"I'll take you back."

"Yeah." Ye Qingqing's breath was full of Chen Zhiye's breath, she blushed shyly at the tip of her ears, blushed, and responded shyly.

Not far away, the private detective pressed the shutter and took a picture of Princess Chen Zhiye holding Ye Qingqing.

In the last photo, Chen Zhiye held Ye Qingqing in his arms, put him on the passenger seat, and leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

On the way Chen Zhiye sent Ye Qingqing home, the eldest brother of the Tang family had already received the first set of photos from the private detective.

Looking at the tender and affectionate two people in the photo, he sneered.

"Keep an eye on them!"

……

The wound on the head was covered again, it was probably going to stink; Jian Yuling took off the bandage a long time ago, just came out after washing his hair, while replying to Wang Chenyu.

This kid, added a contact information that day, and sent her some gossip about the capital every day, which was quite amusing; Jian Yuling lived on gossip while waiting for his head wound to heal.

After Chen Zhiye said something happened that day, he never came back.

He was also happy to be at leisure; Jian Yuling looked at himself in the mirror, and within half a month, the wound on his forehead had also healed.

Tang Xingyu: [It's so boring, the wound on my head is already healed, do you have any recommendations for good pills, I want to take pills (Maomao rests her chin and sighs JPG)]

Wang Chenyu: [My brother and I are going to go swimming in the swimming pool, are you coming?Can you swim? 】

Jian Yuling sat up straight, his eyes were bright, and he immediately responded to the message,
Tang Xingyu: [OK!It's hot as hell, I want to go too!take me one! 】

There is one thing to say, two days ago, she went racing with Wang Chenyu, she was sitting in the passenger seat, she was in the car, her soul was behind the exhaust, not to mention how exciting it was.

Instead, the two became friends because of the badminton incident that morning.

After making an appointment, Jian Yuling rummaged through the box to find a swimsuit, and when he was ready, he went out.

The two families are neighbors. When Jian Yuling stepped out of the door, he saw Wang Chenyu lower the car window, showing two canine teeth with a smile.

"Ayu, let's go, get in the car!"

Wang Chenxing in the passenger seat looked sideways, glanced at Jian Yuling, nodded, and looked away.

Jian Yuling opened the rear door, sat in, and said hello, "Brother Wang, Wang Chenyu, you are so kind, remember to let me know where you are going next time, I want to go out too!"

"What? Why don't you spend time staring at Chen Zhiye now? Are you thinking about it?"

Wang Chenyu was joking.

The upper-class wealthy families in the capital are not big, they are all from the same circle, Tang Xingyu is so infatuated with Chen Zhiye, what he has done, more or less can hear the wind.

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