But as soon as she finished speaking, Wen Lu's anger that had just been suppressed came up again: "Nurse rhyme, I said, you and I are both adults, don't talk about love and love with me! I don't care about your past and

How long have we known Xie Yifei, how affectionate we are, and whether we have been in love before? You should forget all those bad things now instead of cuckolding me, Wen Lu!"

The nursery rhyme has nothing to say.

She is really tired.

Don't talk about love with him, it's just that there is no love between them at all.

His anger and anger all came from the fact that a man's dignity was ignored and trampled on, and he thought she had cuckolded him.

Are adults not qualified to talk about "love"?

If you don't deserve it, then you don't deserve it. She won't talk about it in the future because she doesn't have it anymore.

The dancing flame that he had personally ignited in her heart was now extinguished by his own hands.

In fact, it's quite fair. That flame once brought her light and hope. Although she is heartbroken and sad now, at least she had good things.

No matter what, she still thanked him, thanked him for being more than ten years ago, and thanked him for giving her Mo Mo.

It's raining heavily outside.

Anseong is still immersed in the noise of thunderstorms, the sultry heat of summer is blowing against our faces, and the air conditioner in the bedroom is blowing out a slow cool breeze.

Nursery Rhyme lay down again, clenched the silk quilt with both hands, and closed her eyes.

She was really... very tired.

Wen Lu really couldn't figure out why she could still sleep.

He angrily picked up the divorce agreement on the bed and tore it up coldly.

"Tear and pull"——

The sound is harsh.

Nursery Rhyme's heart trembled.

Wen Lu threw the pieces across the bed, slammed the door and left in anger!

The light is still on.

Nursery Rhyme couldn't fall asleep, but she was very tired and didn't want to turn off the lights anymore, so she lay quietly on the bed.

She even forgot that she hadn't eaten for most of the day, and her stomach hurt so much that she felt numb and unconscious.

Wen Lu went downstairs.

There was a lot of commotion upstairs, but the servants and bodyguards downstairs were well prepared and no one would say a word.

Wen Lu waved them all out.

He was the only one left in the huge living room.

The bright light of the crystal lamp shone on his tall body. He lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa and smoked hard.

He smoked a lot of cigarettes on the way back, but it wasn't enough and he still wanted to smoke.

Wen Lu frowned, his pupils dark and deep.

He just sat on the sofa, saying nothing, motionless, and just smoking.

Soon, the living room was filled with smoke, and the white mist surrounded him.

Wen Lu smoked until he was physically and mentally exhausted and in a daze.

He just sat in the living room all night without going anywhere or doing anything.

The sky outside the window gradually returns from late night to daytime, over and over again, but the rain is still falling.

Anseong is very rainy in the summer, with many thunderstorms. This rainy season makes people feel particularly irritable. The chaotic sound of rain falling between the sky and the earth makes people breathless.

The dark sky, the rain like a curtain of water, and the quiet villas all merge into an ink-like painting.

Gradually, daybreak dawned.

Summer day comes early, and although it rains, the day will still come when it is due.

The housekeeper was frightened when he came to the living room early in the morning. The room was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts. Wen Lu's tall body was sunk on the sofa in the living room. He didn't know if Wen Lu had been lying down all night.

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Chapter completed!