227. I'm married, and I don't have to bother with you anymore
closed the door with his backhand, Xia Fanjin put his hands behind his back, and still held the doorknob with his back against the door panel.
At seven o'clock, the red sunset outside was beating against the dark brown wooden floor of the study.
Since she came to this study a few times when she was just pregnant, because she likes to step on the floor barefoot, afraid that she will catch a cold, Tang Yong specially bought a white wool carpet to spread it, and in summer, the indoor temperature is also lowered, so the carpet has not been removed, but it is just right.
Today, she didn't tie her hair, her long black hair hung softly over her shoulders, slightly fluffy, which matched a loose off-white Korean straight skirt, which made her feel a lot softer and gentle.
In the four-month-old body, Xia Fanjin doesn't look bloated, but it looks a little rounder than before, but it has more of a woman's taste, but because of the events of the past few days, his face is not very good.
Xia Fanjin didn't turn on the lights, even if there was still the afterglow of the sunset coming in layers, it was close to twilight, and the light in the study gradually dimmed, like a dark net, which made people a little breathless.
She stepped on the carpet with her shoes on, walked around the desk, walked to the chair behind her and sat down, reached out and pulled open the retro lamp on the desk, and the warm yellow light instantly lingered in the entire study.
Leaning lightly in the wide chair, Xia Fanjin put her hands on her stomach, then curled up her legs, and picked up a copy of Nietzsche's "Thus Said Zarathustra" on the desk, which she had not finished reading before, she was not very interested in these philosophy books before, and most of the books were just used as decorations, turning them out to see, just to make herself quiet and calm.
However, there was something else in her mind today, and she still didn't read much of the book after all.
I just closed the book and found a movie to watch.
The deeper the night, the more apprehensive she became, and the movie didn't really look into it, the night was thick, and the summer night in City A was the best way to reflect words such as the bustling night when the lights were on.
As the time on her phone jumped to ten o'clock, she turned off the computer and desk lamp and went back to the bedroom to wash up.
When the whole room fell into darkness, Xia Fanjin's face sank into the soft pillow on one side, his eyes did not blink, like obsidian starlight, and his heart was still fluttering, as if someone was loosening and pinching tightly.
Staring at the moonlight pouring in through the gap in the curtains, she shook her head, in fact, she was not very sure about what she expected and doubted - Tang Yong had come back at night.
But she just felt that Tang Yong was back in her sleep, and every night, she rubbed her temples and hugged her to sleep.
Confused, like a dream.
Although she woke up in the morning, the position next to her was as flat as when she fell asleep, and there was no trace of being moved, but her feeling was very strong.
If...... If this is true, then isn't everything he did before contradicting it?
For so long, she thought she understood him, but when he didn't want her to understand, she really couldn't guess anything, like now.
Distrustful, angry, forced her against her will, locked her up and didn't let her go out, and even cut off the signal......
Xia Fanjin just wanted to wait for him to come back soberly, to find out whether it was her conjecture that she had been too depressed in the past few nights, or if it was really something.
That's why the later she is, the more nervous she becomes, and if he really comes back, she must ask him clearly.
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At about twelve o'clock in the morning, when the city gradually calmed down, Tang Yong took a shower and changed into clean clothes, a dark blue shirt, and black trousers.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the night view of the entire city of A, a bustling hustle and bustle, with neon lights dotted on the different buildings.
Just looking at it like this, he thought of the night in Las Vegas, when he came out of the shower, Xia Fanjin was also standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, hugging his chest, looking at the night scene that was not interesting in his eyes.
She said that Las Vegas is the top 3 honeymoon holy places in her mind, and she feels that she is quite unhappy to get a certificate with him for the first time in Las Vegas.
At that time, she probably didn't think that there would be today, so after receiving the certificate, she stood on the steps in front of the registration office, although she was stunned for a long time, but she quickly returned to normal, and changed to that indifferent posture and invulnerable smile.
He didn't notice the shallow arc of his thin lips.
Glancing at his watch, he turned around and just picked up the key from the coffee table when a phone call came in.
It's Lin Zeqin.
As soon as he connected there, there was a noisy sound, and he should have chosen a quiet place, so the sound was not too loud.
"Tang Er, did you release your pregnant woman?"
Tang Yong's movements as he held the key paused, and his eyes darkened a little, "What do you mean?" â
"I seem to have seen Xia Fanjin in the 'Huangting' bar just now, why did you make her pregnant and still wearing a little black dress, and wearing lipstick and makeup, I was about to call her, but there was no one in a blink of an eye. Wait a minute......" he realized that something seemed to be wrong, "you're not in the 'Imperial Court', you're not with her?" â
He thought that Xia Fanjin was going to the 'imperial court' with Tang Yong, but now it seems that this is not the case......
Tang Yong's face became a little complicated, "You read it wrong." â
"It's really Xia Fanjin, I'm absolutely not mistaken." Lin Zeqin was sure again and again that although it was far away and the light was a little darker, that face was not Xia Fanjin who slapped him in the face.
Xia Fanjin's face is very recognizable, is it okay, and the side can be recognized at a glance, besides, Tang Yong's son's mother will he admit it?
"I'll call you later."
Tang Yong hung up the phone, opened the door and walked out of the room, and dialed the phone number of Yintan's subordinates.
It rang twice, and it was quickly picked up.
Tang Yong didn't pause, and asked directly: "What about Xia Fanjin?" â
"In ...... At home. â
Tang Yong's thin lips were pursed, not very convinced, "Give the phone to Aunt Zhang." â
Soon changed Aunt Zhang to answer the phone, Tang Yong asked the same question, Aunt Zhang was also very puzzled, saying that Xia Fanjin was at home, went to the study after dinner, and went back to the master bedroom to wash and sleep after ten o'clock.
Tang Yongliang hung up the phone after a long time, and before hanging up the phone, he lightly told him to report to him immediately if there was any situation.
His eyes were cold, and he glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window with half-squinted eyes, his brow furrowed, more like he was thinking about something.
In a moment, he strode out sharply.
In the car, he called Lin Zeqin again and asked him to find the woman he had just seen.
galloping all the way, when Tang arrived at the 'imperial court', it was only twelve past twenty.
As soon as he got out of the car, his heavy expression frowned tighter, and he dialed Lin Zeqin's phone, and was picked up as soon as it rang, Lin Zeqin's voice was like a ghost, some were discouraged, and some couldn't believe it, and he couldn't speak smoothly, "Hey...... That one...... You ......"
Tang Yong didn't take the elevator, he walked directly to the safe passage, and as soon as he stepped on the steps, he paused at his feet, and it was only a second, he continued to climb the steps.
"Found someone?"
ââŚâŚ Got it. â
The 'Imperial Court' bar on the second floor, the space is almost three or four times larger than the general bar, not to mention the box and the like, the style is naturally much taller, and the membership club, the people who come here are naturally not comparable to the small places where dragons and snakes are mixed.
At this time, the nightlife of talented young people has just begun, and it is full of well-dressed men and women with beautiful figures.
He made his way through the crowd and made a beeline for the couch area near the corner.
Lin Zeqin and these people have a quirk, they like to sit in the sofa area in the corner when they are in a good mood at the bar, and find a quiet box when they are in a bad mood.
Obviously, he was in a very good mood at first.
But now she was sitting on pins and needles, wrinkling her face, looking at the woman in the little black dress and puzzled.
He raised his eyes, crossed the sofa and the crowd, and saw Tang Yong coming from afar, with a slightly gloomy face, his steps were very big, and the man's legs were long, and he came here in a few steps.
During this time, Du Yisheng also stayed in City A temporarily, and the two asked a few buddies to come out to relax tonight, and the result was ...... But I met her.
When Tang Yong asked him to find someone, they had already let him break up with a few people.
Now, there are only three people left in the space surrounded by two curved sofas on this side.
Tang Yong stood behind the sofa, sitting on the sofa with long legs folded, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, shaking the liquor in her hand, and then she felt a burning gaze behind her, her hand paused, and trembled imperceptibly.
After a moment, after calming down, she turned her head leisurely and smiled coquettishly, "Coming?" â
Tang Yong's gaze at her suddenly changed, and his brows furrowed even deeper.
His reflection was tantamount to the ghostly expressions of Lin Zeqin and Du Yisheng when they first looked at her.
She touched her face, bit her lip, and her smile was still so bright, "Why do you all look at me like this?" â
Tang Yong let go of his brows for a long time, his eyes never took his eyes off her face, his voice was slightly condensed, and his magnetic voice was a little depressed, "Why are you here, Yu Yin?" â
But she could hear the hesitation.
The woman known as Yu Yinmei, with black waist-length curly hair, red lips and charming eyes, and the bright red tear mole under the silkworm in her right eye is a little more delicate and charming, and a little more pitiful.
She shrunk her index finger, her eyes flickered, she lowered her eyelashes, her eyebrows frowned and stretched, and she chuckled, and then she raised her eyes to look at him, looking straight into his eyes, "I'm divorced." â
The black pupils of those eyes wanted to be shrouded in fog, dark and bright, and foggy, making it difficult to see.
Tang Yong wiped his chin helplessly, his thin lips were straight and tight, looking at her face, the Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Seven years ago, her last words were: I'm married, and I don't have to bother you anymore.
This time it appeared without warning, and after a few sentences, she said that she was divorced.
At this time, the two men who had been sitting opposite her for more than ten minutes, but each of them were silent, looked at Tang Yong with complicated expressions.
Lin Zeqin opened his mouth first and asked the question that he had been holding in his heart for more than ten minutes, "Yinyuan, your face ......"
Although they didn't see Yu Yinwei much before, her face was definitely not like this, this ...... Except for the tear mole, the facial features are clearly a copy of Xia Fanjin, like an eight-point.
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