The bathroom was again filled with the sound of water, the door was pushed open, and a young man in a white bathrobe walked to the sofa with a leopard-like stride.

In a half-squatting position, he stared condescendingly at the woman asleep on the sofa.

Tang Zhuque, who fell asleep with exhaustion, did not wake up.

Under the soft light, her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were closed, her two willow eyebrows were a little tangled, her nose trembled gently with shallow breathing, the corners of her mouth opened slightly, and she seemed to be smiling in her dream.

Seeing the corners of her slightly cracked mouth, Su Wenze was stunned: in front of herself, how long has she not smiled comfortably!

BlackBerry phone, two white earphone heads slid down to the sofa next to Tang Zhuque's shoulder, and there was a small singing voice.

Su Wenze took the mobile phone and the earphone cable, and put a headphone head to his ear.

"-- Say it -- this love and this heart do not change -- even though things in the world are always changing-- the past calamities are still heavy -- love is still there -- I am afraid that the sky will play tricks too much--"

The song is Floating Like a Dream, one of his favorite songs!

Open the music player, and the recent playlist is full of his favorite songs: floating like a dream, providential hearts, drunken and drunk, flowing with the current - more than a dozen.

There are some songs that even he himself has forgotten and will not listen to anymore.

What does it mean that she continues to listen to his favorite songs?

Su Wenze's heart suddenly ached, a feeling that he hadn't felt for a long time.

"Big brother, is she asleep?"

Bai Ruomei, who had finished the shower, came over and leaned over and pushed Tang Zhuque, who was sleeping on the sofa.

Tang Zhuqi woke up and saw the two familiar faces above his head.

The next second, he got up and sat up straight and stood up.

"Little finch, are you too sleepy to fall asleep so that you can sleep?"

Bai Ruomei was also in a white bathrobe, holding a large towel in one hand, gently wiping the long chestnut curly hair, close to her.

Tang Zhuque smelled the pungent scent of roses on her body, which came from the scent of bath gel, which was very strong and strong.

"Ruomei, you go home first. Pick out a dress tomorrow and accompany your parents to the Gao family party in the evening. ”

Su Wenze turned off the music player, took off the headphones, and said unhurriedly.

"Big brother, it's so late, people are afraid, why don't you send me back, and go back to see your parents by the way, you haven't been home for a few days."

Bai Ruomei hung the big towel around her neck, and her slender jade hand grabbed the arm of the man next to her and shook it gently, coquettish.

Su Wenze grabbed Bai Ruomei's water snake waist and kissed her forehead affectionately, "I'll go out later, you go back first." I'll accompany you tomorrow to pick out a dress, and someone downstairs will send you back, good. ”

"Uh-huh, then I'll go change my clothes." Bai Ruomei turned around and entered the dressing room.

Looking quietly at the two men and women in white couple bathrobes, they made love to each other.

Tang Zhuque felt that his world was collapsing little by little.

Su Wenze, Su Hao's only son, Bai Ruomei, Su Hao's stepdaughter.

Su Wenze and Bai Ruomei are together, and they are indeed a veritable brother and sister relationship.

She had never thought about this, and even if she witnessed it with her own eyes now, she didn't dare, she didn't want to believe it.

"Brother, little finch, I'll go first."

A few minutes later, Bai Ruomei stepped on a pair of ten-centimeter stiletto heels, carried an expensive handbag, and twisted her hips out of the door.

In the hallway outside the door, the sound of loud high-heeled shoes falling to the ground faded away.

"Remember here?"

Su Wenze took two steps forward, and her tall and straight body completely enveloped her petite body.

Tang Zhuque lowered his head, turned sideways, and moved to the side.

There was a lingering smell of joy and love all over his body, not light or strong, but it only took a trace to smell her nausea.

Bai Ruomei has been messing with so many men, and she is still his nominal sister, and he can even gnaw at it, and he still wants to fight/linger in front of her.

Why? Why do this to her?! The villain in her heart was crying.

"Don't hide, look up and look at me!"

Su Wenze reached out and wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her slender wrists with both hands.

Tang Zhuqi raised his head and met his gaze.

Her face was calm, but there was a hint of sadness and resentment in the corners of her eyes.

"Little finch, you hate me very much, do you?"

When these words were spoken, Su Wenze's throat swelled with inexplicable bitterness.

"Why did you betray me back then? Why don't you wait for me to come back? ”

He asked to himself, his expression painful.

"Wen Ze, I've been waiting for you to come back, I've been thinking about you."

She had already forced herself to be silent, but she still responded in a ghostly manner.

Just because, his pain will touch her heartstrings every time.

"Oh, is it? How to wait for me? When you hug or kiss that man, you think of me; When he cries under him, he thinks of me; Or does he give you pleasure/feel at that moment, will he think of me? ――”

Slowly asking word by word, Su Wenze put away his painful expression, and the corners of his mouth began to smirk.

"No, don't say it, don't say it again—"

Tang Zhuqi stopped him quickly, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

His grin pierced her heart like a thin blade!

She knew that it would always be the source of his humiliation of herself.

For three years, she and him were only bound together by a marriage in name only.

When he was in a hurry, he would talk about it.

"Why don't you let me say that? Back then, it was also in this room that you accompanied the man all night. Looks like he's pretty good in bed/Kung Fu - but so far, I haven't found out who he really is, damn him, he's very well hidden. By the way, little finch, do you know, tell me! ”

Su Wenze first ridiculed word by word, and finally clenched her hands tighter, and asked eagerly.

"No, I don't know—"

In a short period of time, Tang Zhuqi couldn't cry, and he was already in tears.

"Don't cry, little finch. Good, don't cry-" Su Wenze subconsciously hugged her and leaned her head into his arms.

Her skin was a little cold, and the soft touch once again induced that indescribable possessiveness.

Realizing the strange feeling that grew in his heart, Su Wenze sneered a few times.

Then her eyes were stained with a thin layer of ice: she was already an unclean woman in her arms, a woman who belonged to another man.

Thinking of those bed photos, angry, and disgusted, Su Wenze vigorously pulled away the woman in his arms.

Tang Zhuqi couldn't stand on his feet and sat down on the sofa.

She reached out to cover her cheeks, and the hot tears that rolled down quickly wet her fingers.

"Don't cry, you'll go out with me later."

Su Wenze said coldly, glanced at the crying people on the sofa, turned around and entered the bathroom, where the bathroom door was slammed shut.

Tang Chai cried even more fiercely, and his tears burst out like a flood that broke the embankment.

It's been three years, Su Wenze hasn't let go of that matter at all, she has always thought that it was her fault, she has no chance to make up for it, and there is no possibility to repair the relationship between the two in the past.

She had naively thought that it would fade over time.

That strange man took away not only her virginity, but also a relationship that she cherished for years.

If one day, she finds the man, the heinous bastard, she wants him to live rather than die-

"Why are you still crying? Go wash your face and go out with me! Behind him, a cold male voice sounded.

Su Wenze opened the wardrobe and carried a white suit into the dressing room.

Tang Zhuque walked into the bathroom, scooped up warm water and washed his face.

In the bathtub, there is also half a tank of hot water, with a faint mist. On the floor, the four used condoms reminded her of the passion of the man she loved not so long ago and another woman in the clouds/rain.

This scene stabbed her eyes vividly.

Tang Zhuque clenched his hands tightly, and the tips of his nails pressed against his palms.

"We're leaving, come out."

Outside the bathroom door, Su Wenze hooked his hand to her, dressed in white and white pants, with a graceful demeanor.

Flower the full moon, the largest nightclub in Haisha City.

The full moon is a very poetic name, but it is a typical urban entertainment venue.

There are large dance halls, karaoke halls, music cafes, saunas, theaters, auditoriums, bowling alleys, etc.

With a variety of private life services such as high-quality cowherds, senior personal assistants, and accompanying/sleeping maids, the full moon is the icing on the cake.

Spend a good full moon, the sons and daughters of Haisha City, and the nightlife paradise of Miss Qianjin.

As soon as Su Wenze's car arrived at the gate, four doormen hurriedly greeted him with a smile, bending down and bowing their heads at ninety degrees.

Su Wenze held his head high and strode in, his steps were fast but not chaotic.

Tang Zhuqi hung his head and followed him, taking small and quick steps.

On the first floor, there is a large ballroom.

Tang Zhuqueque went to the dance hall and glanced at it hurriedly.

The loud music was deafening, and the lights were shining.

On the dance floor, groups of men and women shook their heads, moved their bodies, and danced freely.

Those women were dressed in sexy nightclub outfits, with their shoulders and backs bare, and they were extremely enchanting.

After a short stay outside the door, Tang Zhuque's heart was shaken faster by those energetic music.

"Look at it, don't follow me quickly!" Su Wenze saw that her steps were hesitant, and turned around and commanded coldly.

After he finished speaking, he strode forward again.

At the corner of the first floor, the two entered a VIP high-speed elevator.

The high-speed elevator flew up like a flying up, throwing the loud music on the first floor far away.

On the eighth floor, the two got out of the elevator.

In the corridor, Tang Zhuque was dizzy, and she hadn't closed her eyes for two days to rest.

Now, it's nearly two o'clock in the morning.

A VIP luxury private room, outside the door, two young men waiting.

"Young Master Su, please." One of the men opened the door.

Su Wenze turned around and took her hand, and walked in together