Mu Lanzhi called a car and sent her to this villa in the suburbs, and before she entered the door, she felt the gorgeousness and beauty of the whole villa.

Mu Lanzhi used the key he had provided before, opened the door, and saw the quiet and beautiful scenery in this villa. The small bridge and flowing water carry the poetic beauty of the southern classics, and the lush and dense woods show the vast wilderness feelings of the north, and among the villas that occupy a large area, the most abundant are gardenias.

At this time, it was summer, and it was the flowering period of gardenias, when Mu Lanzhi walked all the way through the pavilions and pavilions of the villa, the fragrance of gardenias soaked her whole body in the fragrance of flowers, so that she even felt extremely amazing for this light flower.

Such fragrant and beautiful gardenias are layered on top of each other, clustering around the main building of the villa, which makes Mu Lanzhi feel that gardenias have such a beautiful and amorous side for the first time.

However, from today on, she no longer liked the scent of gardenias, and even vomited when she smelled them. Because the fragrance, the love, and the bloom are not for her, but for other women.

Mu Lanzhi walked into the villa, took out the key again, and gently opened the door of the indoor villa, the hall was very clean, although it could be seen that it was often cleaned, but it didn't look like someone lived permanently.

Mu Lanzhi walked around the room lightly, feeling that there was nothing unusual, but when Mu Lanzhi walked to the staircase leading to the second floor, she seemed to faintly hear the voice of a woman on the second floor.

Although this voice was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, it was like a devil's spell, making the hairs on her body stand up in an instant! After listening quietly for two seconds, Mu Lanzhi could hear what kind of sound it was.

Her heart lifted up in an instant, and her whole person was as fragile as an arrow on a string. What exactly is a woman in this villa. Mu Lanzhi was shocked, but what made her even more frightened was what kind of man was in this villa, was it Zhong Qiao.

Following this voice, Mu Lanzhi climbed all the way up with difficulty, approaching the second floor step by step.

She pulled herself together and went up to the second floor, and when she stood on the passage on the second floor, the woman's voice was already very clear.

The cone of pain poured into her eardrums, causing her whole mind to buzz.

As a woman, she even heard the thoughts, the pain, and the happiness in it.

Zhong Qiao...... Zhong Qiao ...... "When Mu Lanzhi approached the bedroom door on the second floor, she heard the woman's eager anticipation.

And then Zhong Qiao's distressed and painful lamentation accompanied by a long thought: "Soho...... Soho ...... I love you...... Forever...... Only one ...... love you"

Mu Lanzhi's buzzing mind suddenly emptied, her mind was suddenly withdrawn, and a huge force pushed her to a stumbling, and she hurriedly held on to the wall next to her so that she didn't fall down.

"I love you", this voice is too familiar and too unfamiliar, familiar is a man's voice, although this voice rarely appears, but it has also accompanied her intermittently for more than three years. However, the voice was too unfamiliar, because he had never said it to himself, "I love you." ”

It turns out that he has always had a woman in love, and it turns out that he has never loved himself.

Mu Lanzhi was at a loss, in terms of identity, she was originally a woman with a gun, a cannon, and plenty of bullets in her hand, but now she felt that she was the woman who had no combat power and was vulnerable. She shuddered, and stood stiff in the doorway, listening to the joyful voices of Zhong Qiao and another woman in the room.

Mu Lanzhi stood at the door in torment, and when she heard the sound of Zhong Qiao and a woman lingering in the room, she should have pushed the door in anger and scolded the woman who should have been cut a thousand times to go to the eighteenth floor of hell.

But she didn't, just now she heard her pillow person say "I love you" to another woman. And these three words she had never heard in her husband's mouth, at that moment, she finally understood why she should be a sweet newlywed but was also very depressed, why her husband always treated her with courtesy, it turned out that he did not regard himself as the woman he loved the most.

Mu Lanzhi's mind went blank, and he was stunned by the painful happiness in the room, until the happy voice disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, but the irony finally ended in her trembling prayers, and she walked forward numbly, as if she had lost her soul, and slammed open the bedroom door.

Just, in the long agony, she had imagined countless times what she was about to see when she pushed the door in, she thought they would panic, she thought they would beg her for mercy, but when she actually pushed the door open and saw the two people inside, she had miscalculated.

Mu Lanzhi thought that the two of them would be a little scared when they saw her, she thought that Zhong Qiao would kneel and beg for mercy, begging her to forgive herself, after all, he had a place to need her, she thought that the woman would tremble with fear when she saw herself, Zhong Qiao's genuine wife would be scared all over, after all, she was a woman who stole other people's men.

However, Mu Lanzhi miscalculated.

When she saw two bodies that were entangled in love, so obsessed, so resentful. It was she who almost fell to her knees, trembling with fear.

When Mu Lanzhi saw Zhong Qiao, Zhong Qiao was smiling gently at the woman in his arms, a smile that Mu Lanzhi had never seen before. Warm and sweet, as if you have all the happiness in the world.

But soon, Zhong Qiao turned his head and saw Mu Lanzhi. In Mu Lanzhi's opinion, Zhong Qiao didn't seem to be too panicked, as if he had been prepared, but the timing was a little inappropriate. Zhong Qiao snorted: "You...... How did you get here. ”

And the woman who was entangled with Zhong Qiao stood up calmly, showing the beauty of her body under Mu Lanzhi's nose.

But Mu Lanzhi stood in place with a pale face and a daze, almost fainting.

The woman was not alarmed at all, as if everything had been calculated. She got up and got out of bed, and in this awkward, frozen atmosphere, she put on her clothes one by one, and then packed up her things.

After the woman got dressed, she turned around and faced Mu Lanzhi at the door, without a trace of madness, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not here to demonstrate, I'm not here to grab a man with you, I'm just here to say goodbye." ”

Mu Lanzhi looked at the calm Soho in horror, unable to say a word, but felt that the person opposite was Zhong Qiao's wife.

Hearing the word "farewell", Zhong Qiao's face sank, and even more than Mu Lanzhi's appearance, he was not calm. Ignoring Mu Lanzhi's presence, he grabbed the woman, "Ahe, don't go, don't ......"

This woman's name is Aho. Yes, I heard Zhong Qiao muttering this woman's name when I was at the door just now, Soho.

The Mulanji at the door has been like a sculpture.

But Soho glanced at Zhong Qiao fixedly, and suddenly smiled. She gently brushed off Zhong Qiao's hand, as if she was dusting off mundane things, "Ah Qiao, there is no place for me here, I just came to see you today, so that my heart is steady, and I can go without regrets." ”

"Ahe, don't you go......" Zhong Qiao was already in tears.

Mu Lanzhi's heart shouted violently, but she didn't know what to shout, it was her Mu Lanzhi who came to catch her husband and "Qingren" today. However, she seems to have become a sinner who destroys the "qingren". Did Zhong Qiao let himself go? Mu Lanzhi's face turned even paler, and her legs began to tremble, she was afraid that Zhong Qiao would say that she wanted a divorce in the next sentence.

However, the woman named Soho on the other side had a fierce look, she pointed to Mu Lanzhi at the door and asked, "You don't let me go, do you want her to go." ”

Mu Lanzhi was stunned, she didn't expect this woman to ask such a cruel question, she looked at Zhong Qiao, just waiting for Zhong Qiao to say yes, she would fall to the ground.

However, Zhong Qiao suddenly paused, and his tears seemed to condense instantly. Zhong Qiao hesitated and said: "She ......" Obviously, Zhong Qiao still has no idea of divorce.

The soul that was about to be withdrawn seemed to return to Mu Lanzhi's body quickly, and Mu Lanzhi even felt a trace of gratitude to Zhong Qiao at this moment, which seemed to be a response to his amnesty for her immortality.

"Hehe......" Soho's flower-like smile just now changed sharply, "You, you love her, right......." ”

"I ...... I ......" Mu Lanzhi saw that Zhong Qiao was swallowing nervously, fortunately, he didn't say in front of this woman that he didn't love himself, but whether he loved himself or not, Mu Lanzhi's heart was the clearest at this moment.

Soho laughed miserably, two long tears falling from his eyes, "You...... I've fallen in love with another woman, so ...... How could I possibly stay. ”

"But you ......" Zhong Qiao was about to continue, but was interrupted by Soho's words.

"I've never loved another man. Of course, if I leave here today, I won't love you anymore. With that, Soho took his things and walked out.

Mu Lanzhi was still stunned at everything in front of her, not even a little finger could not move, she watched angrily as Zhong Qiao desperately grabbed Su Ho, but Su He resolutely turned around and said sharply: "Let go." If you don't let me go, I'll die here today. ”

Zhong Qiao quickly let go, and he watched Soho open the door, walk past his wife, and leave. Then, Zhong Qiao sat down on the ground, and Mu Lanzhi leaned on the door frame, trembling all over.

At this time, Mu Lanzhi saw a wedding photo taken immediately after trying on the bedside table next to the big bed in this bedroom. The wedding photo shows Soho, who has just left here, wearing the RosaCo out-of-print wedding dress and Zhong Qiao's sweet photo.

Mu Lanzhi finally knew why Zhong Qiao didn't let him choose the RosaCo out-of-print wedding dress, because that wedding dress, like Zhong Qiao, did not belong to her, but to another woman.

The woman had disappeared since then, and Mu Lanzhi knew that Zhong Qiao had never found her since, because Zhong Qiao had rarely smiled as much as he had seen that woman in his life for nearly twenty years.

Since then, Mu Lanzhi has fallen in love with painting, and the studio is her best spiritual home.