Pulling the car firmly into the empty parking lot of the apartment, Joe Rachel glanced at the several plastic bags stuffed in the back seat of the car and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After leaving the Lu family, she went to Qiao's first, but was told that Qiao Yanne was not in the company, and had been away for a while, and no one knew where he went. She tried to call his mobile phone, but it was also turned off, which is rare, and Jo Rachel was inevitably a little alert.

She had to go to the supermarket first by herself and buy a lot of food.

Coming up for the New Year, the supermarket is crowded with people, not only the shelves are full of goods, but even the open space in the middle has temporarily added a lot of promotional tables, and a dazzling array of New Year's goods are piled high.

Jo Rachel squeezed around the crowd, surrounded by noisy voices and the song "Wishing you prosperity" repeatedly, and when she finally stood in line to check out, struggled to carry a few large bags, and walked all the way to the parking lot, she felt like her brain was going to explode.

Qiao Yanne's mobile phone still couldn't get through, so she had to go back to the apartment first.

She pushed open the door and found her home quiet, if it could be called a "home."

She didn't see Qiao Yanne's figure, which made Qiao Rachel inexplicably angry, she threw away those things vigorously, kicked off the high heels on her feet, and walked barefoot all the way into the living room, by the way, all the lights that could be turned on were turned on, and the room was suddenly as bright as day, and at the same time it was even more deserted.

This apartment is one of several properties under Qiao Yanne's name, when he first bought it, the popular Japanese minimalist style, which is now commonly known as "frigidity", he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he asked the designer to decorate according to this style. As a result, when the two of them came to stay for the first time, they pushed the door open, and thought they were in the wrong place - the room was horribly empty, and it was always empty, and there was no popularity.

This style, the effect reflected in the design drawings is naturally simple and generous, but to really live, the home still has to have the appearance of home.

The more she looked at it, the more angry she became, she jumped up, pulled two lipsticks from her makeup bag, and applied them like crazy on the white walls and furniture.

Ten minutes later, she sat on the floor panting, laughing nervously at the blinding red marks.

She was laughing when someone opened the door and walked in.

All the things that Rachel Joe had bought before were scattered on the ground, and there were a few cans of fresh corn kernels like obstacles, which would be stepped on and fall directly if she was not careful.

"What's the situation?"

Qiao Yanne couldn't hold back any longer, especially after seeing those horrible marks on the walls, he finally loudly questioned the woman sitting on the ground, and at the same time kicked hard on the damn can closest to him!

What he wants is a family gathered around for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, lively, with fish and meat, and a warm and baked liquor after drinking, not some damn vegetable corn salad, a half-cooked steak with blood streaks, and some bullshit champagne!

Hearing the voice, Rachel Joe shook her head vigorously, threw away the red-dyed tissue on her hand, and tied her hair up.

"Where have you been, why isn't your phone on?"

Throwing the key in his hand aside, Qiao Yanne loosened his neckline and went to the refrigerator to get something to drink.

His hand bypassed the rows of mineral water, but took a can of beer, pulled the tab, and Qiao Yanne raised his head, taking big sipes and pouring them non-stop. Because he was in a hurry, the foam of the beer spilled from the corners of his mouth and dripped down his chin.

"I'm talking to you, what kind of wine are you drinking? Tomorrow is the New Year, I told you that we were going to go shopping together today, and you let me come back with so many things alone?"

Joe Rachel stood up, walked straight in front of him, and snatched the beer from Joe Yanne's hand.

His eyes widened, and his voice was hoarse: "Give it back to me." ”

Qiao Rachel, who was angry, naturally refused, she directly poured the remaining beer into the kitchen sink, and then forcefully flattened the can, and threw it into the trash can in front of Qiao Yanne.

"As I said, I hate to see men drinking beer as soon as they enter the door, looking like a laborer on a construction site!

She asked angrily, reaching out two fingers and poking hard at his chest.

This action generally means that Joe Rachel is really angry.

Every time she encountered this situation, Qiao Yanne would immediately apologize, or coax her and beg her for forgiveness.

But this time, instead of doing so, he waved her hand away and turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Rachel Joe caught up, she didn't expect that she worked so hard every day, running around for the future of the two of them, and he, a guy who enjoyed it, would dare to look at her!

"Are you going to see your mom again? What did she tell you again?"

She watched Qiao Yanne's expression warily, guessing where he had gone before going home.

Qiao's people told her that Qiao Yanne left the company very early today, and for the next few hours, his mobile phone had not been able to get through, and now he was drinking again when he came back, which was obviously a problem.

"What, your mother, your mother, you are my wife, is it difficult for you to call her 'Mom'?"

Qiao Yanne really stopped and replied loudly.

Stunned for a second, Qiao Rachel couldn't help but laugh out loud angrily at his words: "I ask you to figure it out, mother-in-law is not mother." Even if I politely call her 'Mommy,' do you think she'll take care of me? That old witch just wants you to divorce me, and I guess she will tell you that if you are willing to divorce me, she will recognize you as a son, and will persuade your eldest brother to give you the company. Isn't that right?"

With that, she lowered her head and fiddled with her nails.

"What did you say?"

Jo Rachel's words made Jo Yanne think that she had misheard, she actually called his mother "old witch", and said something even more hurtful.

Even if his ability is really slightly inferior to Qiao Sijie, as a wife, does he have to belittle the husband who shares his bed with him so much?

"Isn't it wrong for me to call her an old witch? She hates me, and calls me a vixen and a slut in front of me, but I can't scold her? What is the reason, just because she is your mother, I have to be angry with her? I tell you, there is no door! Also, I will not go back during the Spring Festival, and if you want to go back, you can go back yourself, and you really don't want to see those people even at a glance!"

She shouted in one breath, then picked up a yellow page next to the landline and began to look for a renovation company, intending to give the entire apartment a makeover.

It's a pity that during the Chinese New Year, there is no company at all, and all the workers go home for the New Year. Rachel Joe made several phone calls in a row, either being told that work would not start until March at the earliest, or no one answered the phone at all.

She was even more angry, and threw the phone on the floor, and a shallow pit was smashed into the valuable floor.

Qiao Yanne, who had not spoken, stared at the small pit in silence, and he just stood in place, looking at it without blinking. Gradually, he felt that it was getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, like a crater left on the surface of the earth after a meteorite had landed, and he just fell into it, and he could never climb up again.

"Enough!"

He suddenly erupted into a roar that startled the unprepared Joe Rachel.

She sat on the couch with her hands on her chest, and finally managed to regain her normal heartbeat. Qiao Rachel raised her eyebrows and looked at him, thinking that Qiao Yanne was angry because of what she just said, not going back to Qiao's house for the New Year, after thinking about it, she spoke again: "I said, you have to go back, I won't stop you." ”

With that, she stood up and prepared to take a shower.

"Didn't you ask me where I went?"

Qiao Yanne suddenly spoke, and her tone sounded strange.

She also noticed it, glanced back at him, and swallowed the curiosity in her heart: "If you want to say it, you can say it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I'm going to take a bath." You don't have to worry about it here, just let Auntie clean it tomorrow. ”

For Joe Rachel, since she can say that, it means that there is a ceasefire on her own.

It's a pity that Qiao Yanne seems to have something to say.

"Tell me first, where have you been all day today?"

His face was stranger than his tone, revealing an indescribable paleness, and the oil on his skin seemed to float under the light, as if he were wearing a mask.

"Of course I'm busy, I'm not as lucky as you are, I can't live a quiet life. ”

Rachel Joe said as she walked towards the bedroom, intending to grab her pajamas and take a shower.

Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps out when Qiao Yanne rushed up and dragged her backwards, dragging her several meters in a row, and threw her on the sofa.

"You're crazy! Qiao Yanne, if you dare to touch my finger again, I'm not done with you!"

She was stunned, she didn't expect her husband, who had always been gentle, to dare to attack her.

"I'm so busy? I think you're so busy in someone else's bed, aren't you? I serve you so hard every day, and you're still not satisfied, aren't you? Where the am I sorry for you, you're cuckolding me?"

Qiao Yanne's anger was like opening the floodgates, and he was out of control, and as he spoke, he grabbed a pair of stockings from the sofa, which she had just taken off.

He tied both of Joe's wrists with the stockings, then dragged her off the couch by tugging at the ends of her hair.

She kept screaming: "Qiao Yanne, you madman! You don't have enough blood! Which eye did you see me cuckolding? You are a pure fart! Let go of me!"

He ignored her, didn't even hear it, and continued to drag her into the bedroom.

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