Scumbag regrets after divorce

Yi Huajin didn't eat anything all morning and even smoked eight cigarettes.

His mind is dizzy now, there is no taste in his mouth, and he has no appetite at all.

Simply did not eat lunch.

When the museum was closed at night, I finally felt a little hungry, so I ate something casually and went home.

The door is unlocked by fingerprints, Yi Huajin habitually presses her own fingerprints, but never expects to be prompted that the fingerprints are rejected.

It has never been done before, and this identification is very accurate. Yi Huajin tried several times, but failed.

He was very puzzled. If he didn't pass, it was definitely not because of his own problems. Most likely, he was tampered with.

The one who can do things must be the owner of the house. This house belongs to Feng Ling, and it is still his pre-marital property. His name is only on the real estate certificate.

Fengling also works on the Internet, and is very proficient in programs and algorithms. He has a double doctorate in computer science and financial management, so he can easily handle fingerprint machines.

But Yi Huajin was not a vegetarian either, he was already convinced that there was definitely something tricky in the room, so he took a breath of luck, raised his long legs, and kicked the fingerprint machine to pieces.

He has practiced before. Although he looks weak and feminine, he is actually full of muscles inside, but it is covered by clothes.

But this was also a few years ago, and these years have been abandoned without much practice.

But today he was angry, and after finally getting rid of it, Feng Ling did this to him, so he couldn't help being rough on this poor and innocent fingerprint.

The door still didn't open, Yi Huajin gave another kick, and the iron door moved back a crack, he pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was a mess.

Yi Huajin was already mentally prepared, although Feng Ling had never brought anyone back before.

This is the first time.

There is no one in the living room, but the bedroom is very loud.

It turns out that Feng Ling likes this kind of thing, no wonder he always says that he has no interest and can't satisfy him!

Yi Huajin didn't push the bedroom door, instead she dirty her eyes when she looked at it. She just sat on the sofa and lit today's ninth cigarette, and then the tenth cigarette, No.11, No.12...

I don't know how long it took before the sound in the bedroom stopped, followed by flirting and flirting laughter. It seemed that the two of them were quite involved, and they couldn't hear such a loud movement at the door.

There was the sound of the door opening, and you could hear what the two of them said more clearly when you opened the door. It was Feng Ling who was talking: "Ruixuan, are you hungry, let me cook for you?"

"Well, good~"

"What to eat?"

"I like to eat anything Ah Ling does."

Yi Huajin threw the cigarette in her hand into the ashtray, tilted her forehead a little and said softly, "Feng Ling, didn't you tell me that you don't know how to cook?"

It was only then that the two noticed that there was another person sitting on the sofa in the living room, with an elegant and thin figure, with legs crossed and a smile on his face, his delicate silhouette was cut out by the light and shadow cast by the glass window behind him.

"Xiao Jin?" Feng Ling said in surprise, "Why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at the situation at the door and understood instantly, but he didn't feel any panic or guilt.

Yi Huajin stood up with his hands in his pockets, and the tassel earrings rang twice. He turned his head and looked at Feng Ling's handsome face. He had looked at this face for ten years and still didn't get tired of it.

If you say that you are a star face in the painting circle, Feng Ling is a star face in the business circle, and Feng Ling is more angular and skinny, and has a bit of the special charm of a mature man.

Even stricter. After all, he is three years older than himself. A 35-year-old successful man is of course mature.

The two just looked at each other without saying a word, but An Ruixuan broke the silence first: "A Ling, why are there other people in the room, introduce me, who is this?"

Feng Ling smiled softly: "My wife, Yi Huajin, is a great painter."

Yi Huajin's heart was bleeding, it was slowly pierced by the tiny needles, and then needle after needle continued to hurt.

But he doesn't want to say anything at the moment, what should he say to someone who doesn't love him?Does it make sense to accuse him of cheating?

An Ruixuan threw himself into Feng Ling's arms on purpose, and even complained: "He is your wife. I went to see his art exhibition today, but he kicked me out. I didn't do anything, and he just treated her like this. I~"

"He chased you?" Feng Ling's eyes swept across Yi Huajin's face: "Have you lost your temper recently?"

"No, it's just that some common people are not suitable for appreciating elegant things."

"Yi Huajin, you are so arrogant, you look down on others because of your talent?"

Yi Huajin looked at An Ruixuan's smug smile, and suddenly felt that he had been put together by him. The more he quarreled with Feng Ling, the happier he was. He still didn't know that he was his substitute. If you are tired, you will not care about him.

So Yi Huajin restrained herself a bit, sat back on the sofa, and continued to light a cigarette.

He had already forbeared and retreated like this, but Feng Ling still insisted: "Don't hold the art exhibition, I will ask the company to stop it tomorrow."

Yi Huajin raised her head in astonishment: "I've sold out all the tickets, and by the end of next month, I've sold out all the No. 12 tickets. You suddenly stopped, isn't it bad for my reputation?"

"For them to refund the ticket, you can publicly apologize to them."

"Feng Ling—" Yi Huajin gritted her teeth and bumped against her inner wall, almost biting her lip.

"Go to the company to sign tomorrow." Feng Ling interrupted him mercilessly.

Yi Huajin looked at his hand, which usually wore a diamond ring, but still didn't wear it, and sneered, "Sign what, a divorce agreement?"

"You think I dare not divorce you!"

No wonder he took off the ring, could it be...he really wants a divorce!

How attractive is this An Ruixuan, and the reputation of a good man he has pretended to be for so many years is gone!

"I'm hungry." Seeing Feng Ling angry, An Ruixuan kissed his sharp lip line in a fawning manner, and licked his lips again: "Don't get angry with this kind of sick person, why don't we eat first?"

When Yi Huajin saw this scene and what the couple did, he was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, but he didn't want to vomit in front of Feng Ling, so he turned and went out the door.

He didn't know where to go, the wind outside was cold and sharp, and it made him feel distressed, and he didn't want to vomit now, mainly because he hadn't eaten much all day, and he couldn't vomit anything.

Just inexplicable discomfort, dizziness, stomach cramps.

He lives in a villa, which is in the suburbs, and he doesn't want to drive, he just wanders around the suburbs.

As night fell and the moonlight fell, he was the only figure in the empty wilderness.

But it wasn't, because Yi Huajin had already discovered that several people had been following him, but he had been pretending not to notice.

There were about five or six people. Hearing the heavy footsteps, it was confirmed that they were all men, and they were still strong men.

After walking a few more steps, the group of people followed suit, and finally rushed out to block Yi Huajin's way: "Little beauty, are you playing?"

An ugly man with a scar on his face reached out frivolously, trying to grab his chin.

Yi Huajin's expression froze, and she put her foot on the man's lifeblood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

"Brother Tu, are you okay?" Another man asked hastily.

"This little beauty is so thin, can't she have practiced?"

Yi Huajin was looking for someone to vent her emotions, but she was afraid that they would not dare to go up, so she deliberately pretended to be scared: "I, I didn't mean it just now... Brothers, please do me a favor... let me go..."

When these men heard what he said, they really thought that he just reacted subconsciously just now, besides, his small body made him easy to bully, and his face was so pretty.

"It's been a long time buddy, I'm going to have a good time today!"

"Go up, go up, go up together, hit him!"

Yi Huajin took a step back pretending to be frightened, but in fact she was preparing the strength of her legs, until the man in the front rushed in front of her, and he raised her leg sideways and landed on the man's face accurately , Kick him a few meters away.

Before the rest of the people could react, Yi Huajin quickly turned around again, and kicked another person's knee with a lower cut. The person screamed and knelt down in front of Yi Huajin crisply.

Seeing Yi Huajin's extraordinary skills, the rest of the people were terrified, and immediately retreated after halfway through the charge, their voices trembling as they retreated: "Oh my god, this is really a practitioner!"

Yi Huajin saw that they didn't mean to run away, but it was useless for them to run away, they couldn't run away.

He clacked his fingers, moved forward step by step and forced those people to retreat, took off his suit jacket and put it aside, took off his earrings, turned his wrist and continued to move forward: "I really wronged my old man. Bones, if it was five years ago, you would have been lying on the ground and unable to get up."