Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

Not long after, he and He Yan were having dinner outside, and suddenly there was a fight next door, and they understood within a few sentences, the husband at the next table brought the mistress out for dinner, and the wife in the main room came out to beat the mistress.

At that time, He Yan's complexion suddenly turned pale. He stared blankly at a woman grabbing another woman's hair, and slapped her while slapping her face, cursing loudly: "Shameless bitch! Bitch. Son! Are all men dead in the world? You want to seduce other people’s husbands! You bitch will suffer retribution sooner or later..."

The beaten woman cried out hoarsely: "He doesn't love you at all! He loves me! You are the third party in our love!"

"Smelly shameless! I'm his *wife who is married to the media with a marriage certificate and a wedding banquet to announce to the world. You are just a lowly bitch, a stinky rat hiding in the sewer!"

The man went to pull his wife, and was severely scratched several times, making him very embarrassed.

Everyone in the restaurant watched with gusto, discussing from time to time:

"Good fight! Little San deserves to die!"

"Now the law is too lenient. If you take adulterous husbands and prostitutes out to parade in the streets, let's see who dares to have extramarital affairs!"

"If a good person doesn't do it, if he insists on being a mistress, he deserves to be beaten to death. The current society is made into a mess by these people with unrighteous views—"

The veins on Zhou Yancheng's forehead throbbed wildly, and he stretched out his hand to pull He Yan: "Let's go, let's eat somewhere else!"

He Yan opened his hand as if being shocked by an electric shock. He turned pale and staggered out of the restaurant.

He Yan lowered his head and walked forward silently. His pace became faster and faster, and finally he almost flew up. He ran on the street full of pedestrians, colliding with oncoming people again and again, and there were always people Angrily scolded, he turned a deaf ear.

Zhou Yancheng followed closely behind him, but when He Yanyue heard his footsteps, he became more and more panic-stricken and started running indiscriminately.

Zhou Yancheng took his hand again and again, He Yan struggled to open it, and the two chased back and forth for two whole streets.

In the end, He Yan collided with a person who was also walking in a hurry. He Yan became unstable and fell to the ground.

"He Yan!" Zhou Yancheng stepped forward to pull him up, held his face, and hugged him tightly. Zhou Yancheng's voice was hoarse and broken, with unmistakable guilt and pity, "He Yan, don't you Think about it, you are not a mistress, I knew you first, we are different from them, and I will never let such a thing happen to you—"

He Yan suddenly jumped up, and punched Zhou Yancheng hard on the jaw. His punch was so heavy that Zhou Yancheng retreated several steps, but in the blink of an eye, He Yan slapped himself hard again!

"He Yan!" Zhou Yancheng was startled, and rushed forward to hug him again.

It was under the overpass in the city center where the traffic was flowing like a dragon, and countless pedestrians turned their heads and looked at them with strange eyes.

Before this, Zhou Yancheng had never seen He Yan on the verge of madness.

He Yan has always been a person with very righteous views. The only deviant thing in his life is being with Zhou Yancheng. It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhou Yancheng is his only stain.

Before that, he had been using this excuse to persuade himself to evade Zhou Yancheng's married status. He knew Zhou Yancheng first, and it was Zhou Yancheng who never let him go. He was not a mistress, and he did not intervene in other people's marriages...

But such a barrier made of ice is nothing but self-deception. In the eyes of the world, he is Zhou Yancheng's shady lover. There is a person who can make He Yan shudder just by mentioning her name. He Yan thought that if that "Mrs. Zhou" appeared in front of him one day, as long as he appeared in front of him, He Yan could be sent to Satan's hell.

"Why should I let myself like this, how could I let myself like this..." He Yan pulled his hair, speaking incoherently.

His eyes were almost slack, and his ice-sculpted face was full of panic. He was almost subconsciously grabbing the corner of Zhou Yancheng's shirt, like a child who had been wronged and didn't know how to cry to an adult. Muttering quietly: "Why did I let myself do this, why did I go this way..."

"He Yan, He Yan——" Zhou Yancheng was so heartbroken that he almost died, he couldn't restrain his strength any more, he hugged He Yan horizontally, walked all the way across the overpass, walked to the parking place, and then stuffed him into the car .

The car galloped towards the villa where they lived, He Yan curled up on the passenger seat, his legs were bent, and his arms were wrapped around himself.

Zhou Yancheng had never felt so uncomfortable for a moment, his heart seemed to be torn by a pair of invisible animal claws, and his internal organs were bloody and bloody. He had never been so clearly aware of how embarrassing and embarrassing he had placed He Yan in such a situation. embarrassing situation.

People outside thought that He Yan was raised by him, and everyone thought that He Yan was Zhou Yancheng's favorite gadget, little lover, and little concubine, but He Yan never took any money from him, and he gave it to He Yan. The house and the car, the keys are in the envelope, and the envelope is in the porch and has never been opened.

He took He Yan out to play, he booked the plane hotel, and He Yan would definitely pay for the tickets and meals.

If he buys clothes for He Yan, He Yan will give him a watch after a while, and he pays the bill when he goes out to eat, and He Yan must pay for the daily necessities at home.

He Yan remained calm, but Zhou Yancheng could always feel that there were clear barriers between them, and every communication was evenly matched, and He Yan never owed Zhou Yancheng a penny.

Only Zhou Yancheng owed him.

Zhou Yancheng was driving the car, the hand holding the steering wheel was shaking constantly, his joints were white, his feet were weak and weak, as if even stepping on the accelerator would consume a lot of his strength, his heart was like a knife, and his eyes were pierced. It was so sour that it was almost impossible to see the road ahead.

He looked at He Yan from time to time, and every time he looked at him, his heart tightened even more. This is the person he likes, his darling, who has been ruined by him for so many years.

How could he, Zhou Yancheng, make the person he likes so pitiful?

In his 30 years of life, he has got such a person in his heart, how can he be so pitiful?

He is so majestic outside, he has attracted [-] to [-] people, and there are countless people who posted it upside down, who didn't get any benefits from him, but why is there only this one that I really like, so pitiful?He Yan doesn't want money, he doesn't have a status, and he often forces him to force him to do that... Zhou Yancheng felt chills in his heart, why did He Yan accept all this?Why would He Yan accept all this forever?

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