His anger

He squeezed her arm and said coldly, "Lu Haiyao! We haven't divorced yet, and you're so eager to find wild men outside? ”

She was stunned, "I don't know what you're talking about?" ”

"Playing stupid?"

He sneered, grabbed her wrist mercilessly, forcibly pulled her to the mirror, pressed her against the mirror, forced her to raise her head, revealed the kiss marks on her neck, and said angrily, "What is this?" Don't sue me for getting it yourself!! ”

Hai Yao was stunned, she didn't notice that there was such an ambiguous mark on her neck......

She wanted to explain, "Descendant, you listen to me, it's not like this, I ......"

"Do you want a man to satisfy you so much? Or you can't live without a man!! ”

His angry questioning voice interrupted her explanation, like a sharp sword stabbing into Lu Haiyao's heart, making her voice unable to defend herself.

How could he describe her in such hurtful words?

She reached out to grab him, but he shook him off, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" ”

After speaking, he grabbed the car keys on the sofa and walked around her to leave.

"Descendants!!"

She hurried after him, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Ah......h

With a slump at her feet, she fell to the ground and couldn't catch up, but the man slammed the door and disappeared in front of her.

Her ankle hurt so much that she couldn't stand up, and she wanted to cry uncontrollably.

****

In the dark night, a black sedan kept speeding, overspeeding......

It flew out like an arrow, and a gust of wind swept up the dead leaves on the ground and flew all over the sky.

At the thought of the kiss mark on her neck, he slammed his foot on the accelerator, slid down gear, and accelerated into the turn......

It wasn't until there was a sudden headlight in front of him, followed by the sound of an emergency horn, that his heart tightened, and then he turned the steering wheel violently, so that the car inevitably hit the guardrail and dodged the attack of the truck.

The headlights flickered, the guardrail was smashed by him, and the front lid of the car was cocked.

Xu Yizhong clenched the steering wheel with both hands, his deep facial features were covered with anger, and his black eyes were filled with an incomprehensible profundity.

He pushed the car door, and felt that the anger in his heart had not disappeared, and kicked the door hard, cursing secretly, "SHIT! ”

The moonlight was like a veil, and it covered him, and it fell into sorrow.