Thousands of words, I don’t know which sentence to say at this time.

Until everyone left, Zhou Miaoyu staggered and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Mo Ziyan was quick-eyed and hugged her, "Sister! Are you okay?"

Zhou Miaoyu leaned in his younger brother's arms and closed his eyes.

Mo Xiran also snuggled in Zhou Yanchen's arms, looking at his daughter with distress, "Achen, call Xiaobao."

Zhou Yanchen nodded and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Dial the number and someone picked it up soon.

"Uncle Zhou, it's me."

It was not Zhou Yao who answered the phone, but Gao Xing.

"Xiaoxing, have you and Xiaobao found someone?"

Gao Xing bit his lip, looked at someone who was almost crazy in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "Uncle Zhou, yet, not yet."

"I understand." Zhou Yanchen's voice was extremely low, and he hung up the phone with a cold face.

"How is it?" Seeing him hung up the phone, Mo Xiran asked immediately.

Zhou Yanchen shook her fingers and walked towards Zhou Miaoyu.

"Xiao Guai."

Hearing my father's voice, Zhou Miaoyu opened his eyes and said, "Dad."

Zhou Yanchen didn't say anything, spread his arms and hugged her tightly.

Want to be quiet by yourself, Zhou Miaoyu locked herself in the lounge.

I knew that she must be very uncomfortable now, and no one went to disturb her.

Facing the dressing mirror, she took off her makeup little by little, but she was still wearing the wedding dress.

I can't forget that the first time he saw her wearing this wedding dress, the stunning inside her eyes.

Dan Feiye, are you treating me like this?

The tears that had been enduring for a long time finally fell. She covered her face and started crying sadly.

Suddenly, the door of the lounge was knocked.

He quickly wiped away his tears, and she whispered: "Come in."

Someone pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the visitor, Zhou Miaoyu's expression was cold and his voice was stagnant: "What are you here for? Isn't you watching enough jokes?"

"Enough." Qiao Sijia stood at the door with her shoulders, sneering at Zhou Miaoyu, "I'm here, there's something to tell you."

"I'm not interested in listening to what you want to say, go out!"

"Haha." Qiao Sijia was not annoyed, and casually shook the phone in her hand, "I know you won't believe it. I'll post the photo on your phone. By the way, yesterday, um, that is, the day before your wedding with Shan Feiye, he was with me."

After saying that, Qiao Sijia turned around and left.

Zhou Miaoyu didn't come back to her senses for a long time, so she went to grab her phone and clicked on the photo Qiao Sijia had just sent, and her heart sank.

Dan Feiye, you are looking for death!

...

"Ding" Enter the password to open the door, but unexpectedly, the light in the living room was on.

She's there?

Shan Feiye stood at the door and was stunned for a while, then opened the shoe cabinet.

Sure enough, her shoes were neatly placed next to his slippers.

He stared at her shoes for a while before he changed his slippers and walked into the living room.

She was not in the living room, but she heard a sound from the bedroom.

Shan Feiye walked towards the bedroom, the door was open, and she was cleaning her clothes with her back to the door.

Every time she was upset, she liked to take out all her and his clothes from the closet, fold them again and put them back.

Sometimes he would clean up with her, but the two of them would usually pack up and get together.

Thinking of this, Shan Feiye curled the corner of his lips, but let out a "hiss" in pain because he touched the wound.

Zhou Miaoyu's back stiffened and came to his senses.

Putting down the clothes in her hand, she slowly turned around.

The man in a smoke-gray shirt stood at the door, his eyes stained with a doting smile, but the purple corners of his mouth and the black blue eyes destroyed his handsome image.

Shocked, Zhou Miaoyu said lightly: "What did you do? You've had a fight?"

"Yes." Shan Feiye nodded and lifted his shirt to her.

There were also large bruises on my chest, and I turned around and then on my back.

Shan Feiye put down his shirt and pointed at his leg, "There is still here." He sneered: "The buns are done, he is cruel enough."

"Why don't you fight back?" Zhou Miaoyu frowned.

With his means, if he hadn't been beaten up and hadn't resisted at all, it wouldn't have been beaten up by someone to be so virtuous, even her brother wouldn't have been.

Spreading his hands, Shan Feiye raised his eyebrows: "I don't dare to fight back."

"Does President Dan still know that he is in the wrong?" Zhou Miaoyu stood up, "It's so funny."

"Xiao Guai." After a soft voice, Shan Feiye walked up and hugged her and shook her, "It hurts, Baozi really made a ruthless move. I was beaten by him for almost an hour. If I hadn't been strong, you wouldn't have seen me."

"I deserve it!" Zhou Miaoyu sneered coldly, pushed him away, went to the living room to get the medical box back.

Holding Shan Feiye on the bed, she ordered him to take off his clothes and apply medicine to his wounds.

"Xiao Guai." He looked up and narrowed her longingly.

Understanding the color in his eyes, Zhou Miaoyu threw the cotton swab in his hand and lowered his head to his face.

"The clothes are not finished yet..."

"Don't worry!"

"So urgent, huh?" The blue purple on the corner of his mouth was poked at him and looked at him with satisfaction and frowned in pain.

Slim fingers and fingertips dyed the fragrance of jasmine flowers.

She likes this taste the most, and she has a bit of a crush on her.

At that time, I bought a lot of hand creams, shower gels with jasmine fragrance, and even forced him to use them together.

The consequence of his refusal was that she took all his cologne and poured it into the toilet.

There was no choice but to go to work with the fragrance of jasmine flowers every day, which caused a group of brothers and friends to laugh at him enough.

He lowered his head to kiss her on the cheek.

But she avoided him and refused to kiss him.

Holding his face, Zhou Miaoyu's expression did not change, but the color in the depths of his eyes became a little darker.

"What's wrong? Did Director Qiao not satisfy you? No way."

"Who is Director Qiao?"

Hearing her words, he could not hear the sarcasm inside, or perhaps he ignored it on purpose and asked casually.

"You don't know who she is? Director Qiao, Qiao Sijia." Zhou Miaoyu said, pressing his palm against his shoulder and gently pushing him away.

She looked at him with a smile, "Don't tell me you forgot, weren't you together last night?"

"Oh, it's her." Shan Feiye suddenly realized.

Putting his arm under his head, he slowly said, "We didn't happen to anything, don't you believe me?"

"Haha, Shan Feiye, do you think I should believe you?"

She glanced at his handsome face from a high point.

Shan Feiye curled his lips, "Can you come?"

"Come on." Zhou Miaoyu finished speaking, lowered his head, and kissed him like a stream of good deeds.

The two of them sat side by side on the head of the bed. Shan Feiye took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer of the bedside table and knocked out one to light it.

He sucked out a smoke ring and a hand came to his eyes.

Turning his head, he looked at last Zhou Miaoyu's face.

She opened her cherry lips lightly and said with a smile: "Give me a cigarette."

Shan Feiye immediately changed his face, his eyes gloomy as iron, "Little Guy, don't force me!"

"Tsk!" Zhou Miaoyu sneered coldly, "Forget it if I don't want to. I don't have money, and I can't buy it myself if I want to smoke."

"Zhou Miaoyu!"

Every time he calls her with the first and last name, it means he is angry, really angry.

But, Shan Feiye, what qualifications do you have to be angry?

The person in the world who is least qualified to be angry with me is you, Dan Feiye.

With a sneer, Zhou Miaoyu looked ahead with a faint look. The words he spit out were as painful as an ice blade.

"Let's break up."

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