Lin Yanxi returned home, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she originally thought that her interpersonal relationship Suna should be quite high, but now it seems that it is not that simple!

Forget it, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, she opened the notebook and found the contact person in the button, only to be surprised to find that there were no classmates, and her life deviated from the life she originally wanted.

She obviously loves photography, but she lives a life of writing manuscripts for fashion magazines, and the documents are full of waste manuscripts, clothing, entertainment, celebrities, eating and drinking, what do you want, she is really like a code farmer who works for living expenses!

In the wardrobe, it is also full of simple clothes, standard housemaids!

"I'm a good girl, how the did I get myself like this?"

Hiccup-

When turning over the cabinet, a large wooden box was accidentally touched, Lin Yanxi found the key, tried one by one, and finally opened it, which was full of wedding photos of her and Mu Yiting, and a few were broken.

But it's glued with adhesive tape, but it's quite depressing to look at.

It seems that their relationship has indeed reached the point of incompatibility, and what Suna said is not all false.

So when she got married, she was just under pressure?

When Mu Yiting came back, he saw that the house was full of things that Lin Yanxi had found by rummaging through the cabinets, sitting on the sofa alone, waiting for him to come back.

"Are you hungry?" his warm voice broke the silence of the room.

"Mu Yiting, have you and I reached the point where we ended up in divorce?

Mu Yiting was silent, closed the door, changed his clothes, took the medical kit over, and sat beside her.

While fiddling with disinfectant and gauze, he said, "Did you go out disobediently today?"

She nodded naturally.

"So what did Suna tell you?"

"Told me about your past with her!"

Mu Yiting made a move, and aimed at her with a casual look, Lin Yanxi stood up to meet her, not stage frightened.

"Are you sure?"

These fluttering words made Lin Yanxi feel bored, and it seemed that there was no bloody little three incident.

"You didn't answer my question!"

"Why do you think I'm divorcing you?"

"I don't know how to dress up, I can't socialize, I don't make you happy!"

"No, it's your brain that's broken, you want to give up on me, but you chased me at the beginning, I had to obey you, you got it, I felt bored, and then you wanted to divorce me, I refused, when I quarreled, there was a car accident!"

Mu Yiting's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his movements were natural, so he removed the gauze, then put on disinfectant, and then replaced it with gauze.

"Bah, why don't I believe it?"

"Then what do you think it should be? I had an affair, and you found out, and you are angry and want a divorce?"

This assumption was said so directly by Mu Yiting, and Lin Yanxi's next sentence was blocked, especially when he suddenly pulled herself into his arms, and she was forced to be circled between him on the sofa and him.

"What are you doing?" she panicked, writhing in discomfort.

"Lin Yanxi, what do you want to know, just ask me, after all, we have been sharing the same bed for six or seven years!"

Her scalp was numb, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

She wanted to break free, but Mu Yiting grabbed her hand and trapped her on both sides for the next moment, forced to accept his gaze.

"Okay, okay, I admit it, yes, yes, I'm amnesia now, what you say is what it is!"