Chapter 3: The Shame of Men

"Hmm..."

In the living room, there was a soft hum.

The repression and patience in that humming voice, any man will probably be enthusiastic when he hears it.

As a man who is too mature to be more mature, Zhao Jiangchuan knows very well what that light hum means.

Therefore, Zhao Jiangchuan also felt that his blood was boiling, and even his brain was congested.

But not the excitement and excitement that I thought.

There are just bursts of hatred and anger.

Ouyang Lan is home alone, but now she has this kind of voice.

If Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't guess what was going on, he would have lived two lives in vain.

Zhao Jiangchuan's face was blue.

He knew that he was green.

Zhao Jiangchuan's heart tingled.

This feeling, for a man, is no less than being stabbed in the heart.

No man can bear the pain of such a sentence.

For Ouyang Lan, Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know what he felt in his heart.

Deeply loved, maybe not.

But like, there must be.

Otherwise, no matter how generous Zhao Jiangchuan was, he would not easily give Ouyang Lan a necklace worth two million.

But now.

Ouyang Lan did something sorry for him.

This made Zhao Jiangchuan furious.

He wanted to kill.

The burning anger rushed to his head in bursts.

"Hmm..."

In the living room not far away, the soft humming continued.

Zhao Jiangchuan's face became very terrifying, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

It's like a beast that can burst out and hurt people at any moment.

Through the screen, you can't see the living room.

But that voice alone had already made Zhao Jiangchuan feel unfillable.

Zhao Jiangchuan walked towards the living room.

He wanted to see who dared to cuckold him.

A gun has quietly fallen into Zhao Jiangchuan's hands.

This is what Robert gave him for self-defense.

Burning with anger and hatred, Zhao Jiangchuan was already ready to kill.

The carpet is soft.

Even if Zhao Jiangchuan's steps were very big, he was silent when he stepped on it.

He took a gun, walked a few steps around the screen, and walked into the living room.

….

On the sofa, Li Xiaoyue and Ouyang Lan hugged each other.

In Ouyang Lan's heart.

She really felt sorry for Li Xiaoyue.

As a woman, she knows how hard it can be for a woman to live without a man.

I haven't seen Zhao Jiangchuan for a month, and she misses Zhao Jiangchuan a little.

But Li Xiaoyue has always been single, how uncomfortable it is.

Maybe it's out of sympathy, maybe it's out of pity.

Or maybe it's a strange stimulus.

Ouyang Lan wanted to comfort Li Xiaoyue peacefully.

She wanted to heal the pain that remained in Li Xiaoyue's heart that could never be erased.

For Li Xiaoyue, it's a different idea.

She is destined to have no man in her life.

Since Ouyang Lan is a woman, she doesn't have to worry about bringing bad luck to Ouyang Lan.

She's not going to hurt anyone.

On the red carpet, two women's nightdresses of different colors were thrown.

White leather sofa.

Li Xiaoyue and Ouyang Lan hugged each other tightly, and the two seemed to be absorbing each other's body temperature.

Their faces were already flushed.

Ouyang Lan's crescent-like eyes were full of mist, like when she was with Zhao Jiangchuan.

Li Xiaoyue's Danfeng eyes were also full of mist.

"Hmm..."

From time to time, the two let out a strange soft snort to each other.

Maybe the two of them were too involved, maybe the carpet in the room was too soft.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and they didn't notice that anyone had come in.

Zhao Jiangchuan was carrying a gun, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying.

Anger almost destroyed all his sanity.

"Hmm..."

The woman's soft snort reached Zhao Jiangchuan's ears again, stimulating him with bursts of blood and energy, and he wanted to kill immediately.

This soft hum was like a lark.

It was Ouyang Lan's voice.

Why?

Why do you betray me!

Am I not good enough for you?

Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't understand why Ouyang Lan chose to betray him.

He gave everything that others could give, and he gave what others couldn't.

But now.

But he was crucified to shame.

Who is it.

Who the hell is it!

One of Zhao Jiangchuan's hands clenched tightly, and his lip was almost bitten out of blood.

He was so hateful that he was going to kill the man who had brought him shame on him.

Such a great shame and humiliation, not killing is not enough to vent hatred.

As for Ouyang Lan, Zhao Jiangchuan hadn't figured out what to do with it.

How much Zhao Jiangchuan likes Ouyang Lan, how much he hates it now.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhao Jiangchuan discovered that Ouyang Lan was not just a secretary who could be played with at any time in his heart.

I don't know when, he has fallen in love with Ouyang Lan.

Maybe it's a long-term relationship, maybe it's something else......

But there is no doubt that for Ouyang Lan, Zhao Jiangchuan is not just having fun.

He even thought that he could go to Hong Kong to marry Ouyang Lan in the future.

Let this little woman be his wife for life.

But now, Ouyang Lan quietly betrayed him.

No wonder she calls today.

No wonder she asks when I'm coming.

If I hadn't come here suddenly, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark.

The more Zhao Jiangchuan thought about it, the more he felt that he understood the truth, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

In an instant, Zhao Jiangchuan made a decision.

He was going to kill the man who made him bear the shame with his own hands, and then ask Ouyang Lan why he did this to him.

"Hmm..."

The soft grunt has become clearer and clearer.

Zhao Jiangchuan could hear it, it was Ouyang Lan's voice.

There were countless times when Ouyang Lan made that intoxicating voice in front of him.

But now, in front of him, he made this kind of humiliating voice.

"Boom..."

Zhao Jiangchuan's fingers squeaked, but the two people who were completely intoxicated on the sofa hadn't noticed it yet.

The selfless devotion is even more exciting Zhao Jiangchuan's murderous boiling.

"Hmm..."

The woman's soft grunt came from behind the wide sofa.

Zhao Jiangchuan carried his gun and walked there step by step.

"Hmm..."

The soft hum sounded again.

But Zhao Jiangchuan was suddenly stunned.

This soft hum was still a woman's voice.

It was a little familiar, but it was definitely not Ouyang Lan's voice.

The sound is like a yellow warbler.

The inaudible voice seemed to carry an irrepressible patience.

Zhao Jiangchuan felt that something was wrong.

He found that the voice seemed to be Li Xiaoyue's voice.

Did you hear me wrong?

"Hmm...... Hmm..."

Two different voices, almost at the same time.

One is like a yellow warbler, and the other is like a lark, and there is a clear difference between the two voices.

This time, Zhao Jiangchuan heard it very clearly.

So... Zhao Jiangchuan was dumbfounded.

No way!

It was a completely different hum, and it seemed to have some kind of seductive magic.

Zhao Jiangchuan walked towards the place where the voice came from as if someone had cast an ecstasy spell.

And then....

He saw something unbelievable.

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