Chapter 42: A Slap in the Head

When she came back, Qi Zeye had already sorted out her clothes and sat on the sofa leisurely, staring straight at her with an inscrutable smile on the corner of her mouth.

They were all misunderstood by the two children, and he was still laughing! She was annoyed and angry, and let out a roar directly at Qi Zeye.

"Qi Zeye, you let me out!"

The order to evict the guest has been issued, but Qi Zeye didn't make any moves.

"I'm not leaving. I saw him slowly unbutton his shirt, and in an instant he took off his shirt and tie.

"Qi Zeye, what are you going to do!" Why did he take off his clothes? An Yiran quickly looked away and stopped him in a loud voice.

"Zihan and Zichen have already slept, and the night is late, I will stay at your house tonight. ”

"Then why are you so naked! No, you go back to your house and sleep. ”

"I'm not going back, and ...... I like to sleep naked. With that, he lay down on his own, and in the blink of an eye there was an even sound of breathing, and he was already asleep on the sofa.

“......”

An Yiran scolded him fiercely in her heart, sighed helplessly, turned around and returned to the bedroom, and took a quilt to cover him.

After An Yiran left, Qi Zeye opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were full of smiles.

The next day, early in the morning, An Yiran and Qi Zeye led the child out of the door, laughing and laughing, happy, like a family of four, very warm.

As everyone knows, the neighbors on the side saw this scene when they took out the garbage.

"Isn't that An Yiran? I haven't seen her for a long time, who is that man......?

She looked at the scene in front of her, her mouth was babbling, and she only felt embarrassed, so she quickly hid and secretly observed them.

After they left, she dared to show up, took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey?" came a man's voice on the phone.

"I saw An Yiran with a man, and the two of them were very close, and I suspected that An Yiran was cheating. ”

The neighbor chattered, and the man on the phone frowned silently.

"Okay, thank you, I see. ”

Fang Jingting hung up the phone, his eyes were already full of anger at this time, his facial features were distorted by anger, and the usual gentle and elegant on the screen no longer existed.

"This An Yiran!" Fang Jingting's teeth creaked, and his eyes full of hatred didn't know where to look.

The twilight is gradually falling, the night is gradually spreading, and a round of bright moon is exuding a leisurely light.

A car stopped in front of An Yiran's house, and An Yiran walked down from it alone. The window gradually rolled down, An Yiran leaned down, smiled and said to the people in the car, and waved his hand again.

The picture at this time is very warm, and An Yiran seems to be very happy.

But in Fang Jingting's eyes, this is not the case.

"This slut. He cursed in a low voice, threw the cigarette butt at his feet, twisted it on his toes a few times, and picked up the stick beside him.

When An Yiran opened the door and went in, he walked towards An Yiran angrily.

An Yiran was just about to close the door, when a pair of big hands reached in and stopped her.

"Who is it?" she asked vigilantly, the force in her hand increasing a little more.

Just when she was puzzled, Fang Jingting's face came out faintly from behind the door, An Yiran subconsciously wanted to resist and withdraw him, but her strength was no match for him after all, he pushed open the door and walked straight in.

"It's me. With a strange smile on his face, An Yiran suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What are you doing?" An Yiran stared at him vigilantly, constantly searching for anything in the room that could be used to defend himself.

"Of course, I came to see you, how are you doing. Fang Jingting gritted his teeth and said viciously: "I'll come and see what wild man you have hidden at home!"

After saying that, he rummaged through the room in a panic, trying to find traces of the man and find evidence of her cheating.

In a few moments, the house was turned into a mess. An Yiran wanted to stop him, but he couldn't do anything when he saw his almost crazy movements.

"Fang Jingting, are you crazy? Do you think I'm the same as you? Besides, you and I are already divorced! You can't control me!" An Yiran said loudly.

"Get out of my house, please! or I'll call the police!"

Fang Jingting stopped what he was doing when he heard this, turned his head to look at her, and said slowly: "An Yiran, because of you, I went out of the house and lost my reputation, isn't it because I cheated? But in the same way, you are also cheating, why can you live happily and happily here?"

After a short lull, there was an even more violent storm, and he roared in anger like a thunderbolt that spread far and wide.

"Now that you're cheating too, I'm going to ruin you too!"

"Fang Jingting, are you crazy?"

An Yiran looked at the man in front of him and said angrily, but when he saw him pick up the stick, An Yiran's angry face was only panicked.

She didn't expect Fang Jingting to beat her with a stick.

"Ahh

She didn't care about the pain, she quickly got up, staggered and fled, and after a few more beatings, she finally hid in the bathroom and quickly locked the door.

"An Yiran, you come out. ”

Fang Jingting's voice and knocking sound came from outside the bathroom door, An Yiran's legs and feet were a little weak, she leaned against the wall, looked at the direction of the door defensively, retreated, and walked as deep as possible.

The pain on her head that had not disappeared reminded her all the time that Fang Jingting was serious, and if this continued, he would kill her.

An Yiran took a deep breath and took out her mobile phone tremblingly, but she couldn't hold it steadily for a while, and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Huh, An Yiran, are you going to call the police?"

Fang Jingting, who was outside the door, heard the sound of the mobile phone dropping, let out a sneer, as if he had been identified, and smashed the door frantically with the wooden stick in his hand.

"You even dare to call the police, An Yiran come out for me!" his voice was a little flustered, but more angry.

His eyebrows were raised, but his mouth was downward, he suppressed his anger, and said as gently as possible: "An Yiran, you come out, let's have a good talk." ”

When the police came, he was finished. Either kill her or negotiate with her, no one knows what Fang Jingting will choose, and An Yiran can't hear any clues from his voice.

An Yiran calmed down, swallowed her saliva, ignored him, and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.