Although she was sad in her heart, Lin Qingrou still bowed to Aunt Zhang and expressed her gratitude.

Although Aunt Zhang was a little sympathetic to her in her heart, she couldn't interfere in the affairs of the master's house, so she only smiled at Lin Qingrou comfortingly, put on her shoes and opened the door and went out.

Aunt Zhang's departure took away the last bit of popularity.

Lin Qingrou was the only one left in the huge apartment.

She lost her support, and slowly slid down against the wall in the entryway.

What she was most afraid of was not being beaten into the dark abyss, but that someone threatened to take her to the clouds full of sunshine, and she staggered away with anticipation, but was pushed down into the abyss by him without warning, and that full of anticipation turned into despair, and this feeling of sudden weightlessness made her unbearable.

Holding his knees tightly, he buried his face in his knees, warm tears quickly filled his eyes and then slid down, now thinking about his expectations last night and today's excitement are like a joke, a joke that Du Zeming hid in the dark and mocked himself.

When her eyes were hazy with tears, she wished that someone would stand beside her, gently pat her on the shoulder and tell her to be strong, to go on, and that there would always be a sunny day after the rain.

But no, she hid alone in the entrance and suffered a lot, and when she slowly stood up, her legs were numb, but the whole room was only the sound of the second hand turning in circle from the quartz clock in the living room, and the whole room was quiet without a little sound.

The room was deserted, as if in the bottom of her heart, a barrenness.

Du Zeming always felt a little uneasy in his heart, Lin Qingrou's actions in the afternoon made him angry, and in the evening, he left with Fang Jiawen and Du Lin without calling her, with a bit of anger, but now that it was time for the dinner, he felt that it seemed too much.

"Ah, Mr. Du, don't come unharmed!" Boss Zhang, who had a lot of dealings in business, walked over and took Du Zeming's hand and said.

Du Zeming also smiled and shook his hand back: "Boss Zhang has been looking good lately." ”

"Hahaha, that's! Oh, this is Mrs. Du, I have long heard that Mr. Du is going to bring Mrs. over tonight, and sure enough, the talented woman and the woman complement each other. Boss Zhang looked at Fang Jiawen, who was pulling Du Lin beside him, and praised.

Fang Jiawen was overjoyed when she heard this, but her face was a little shy, she bowed her head slightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang has won the award." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth like this, Boss Zhang's face changed slightly, and when he saw that Du Zeming's face was not very good, he immediately understood a little bit in his heart, and he diverted the topic with a few casual words.

Everyone knows that Du Zeming has a dumb wife, and at tonight's banquet, I heard that he asked for three invitations to bring his wife and son to attend this banquet, and everyone thought that he was going to bring his wife who was not recognized by the outside world to appear, but they didn't expect to bring his subordinate, Fang Jiawen.

Is this a hint to everyone that he is divorced, and Fang Jiawen is the serious wife of the Du family?

After Du Zeming saw Mr. Zhang, he bent down to pick up Du Lin and said to Fang Jiawen: "It's not convenient to follow me, you can go and talk to your colleagues and peers yourself." ”

After speaking, he left with Du Lin.

Fang Jiawen knew that he didn't want to be misunderstood by others with him anymore, but she looked at the tentative gazes of the people around her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, tonight her Mrs. Du's reputation was definitely out, and she didn't expect that although she suffered a little loss in the afternoon, it was precisely because of the events in the afternoon that Lin Qingrou lost the opportunity to appear in front of everyone.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, she didn't care about being thrown down by Du Zeming at the moment, and walked towards a few of her friends.

Over there, Lin Qingrou sat on the sofa and eased the numbness in her legs, and the paralyzing feeling actually carried a tingling pain, which came from the calf, but Lin Qingrou kept rubbing, she knew that only through the constant stinging could she completely eliminate this uncomfortable feeling.

After her legs were no longer numb, she got up and went to the kitchen to fill herself a small bowl of soup, which was still hot, and Aunt Zhang carefully put it in the pot and sealed it.

She took small sips of the soup, which was not salty or light, just like her favorite taste.

Although this world has a bottomless dark abyss, it also has a touching tenderness and kindness.

After drinking the soup, she turned on her mobile phone and sent a few messages to Song Miao, expressing her gratitude for accompanying her shopping during the day, Song Miao replied with a few naughty expressions, and sent a picture, which was a photo of her and Jiang He walking in the night market, Jiang He seemed to be holding two strings of sugar gourds and a few small bags of snacks in his hands, and the two of them were squinting and smiling happily at the camera.

It's really enviable, when can I be so free?

She put down her phone, went back to her room, turned on the lamp, and began to read the book in her hand. She grew up in the palm of her father's hand, and after many things happened, she would only feel sorry for herself, indulging in her own sadness and unable to extricate herself, but now that she has come to this point, she realized that she can only rely on herself at any time, no longer count on the brother who sold her to others, no longer count on the husband who almost killed her, she must rely on herself to support a piece of the world.

Until Lin Qingrou was sleepy and wanted to sleep, Du Zeming and the others had not come back, and they had to go to work tomorrow, so Lin Qingrou went to bed.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt a weight on her body, and a hot breath exploded in her ears, making her heart palpitate for a while, and forcibly resisted the urge to punch the person on her body, and she stared at the person on her body motionlessly.

The person who came was Du Zeming, after Du Zeming went to bed, he put his right hand on Lin Qingrou's head, and was looking down at her with his body raised.

She looked at Du Zeming fixedly for a while, and then the appointed one turned her head and stopped moving, ready to bear Du Zeming's rude treatment.

"Who is it to show you this dead man?" Du Zeming didn't intend to spare her, reached out and locked her face tightly, and turned her head to meet his gaze.

Lin Qingrou didn't resist after being broken, she looked at him with empty eyes, and didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

"Aren't you happy smiling at people during the day?" Du Zeming roared in a low voice, the anger in his voice was no less than in the afternoon, it seemed to be a little more.

Lin Qingrou was sarcastic in her heart, but she still had a numb expression on her face, although she was facing Du Zeming, her eyes were sloppy, and there was nothing in it.

Du Zeming lowered his head and gnawed on her neck for a while, but found that the person under his body began to tremble slightly, and when he ripped off his clothes, this slight tremor turned into a large tremor, and Du Zeming even suspected that she would shake herself to pieces if she continued like this.

He looked up at Lin Qingrou, but found that Lin Qingrou was facing the ceiling in a daze, tears kept oozing out of her eyes, sliding down the corners of her eyes to the sheets, and the shaking of her body was not intentional, but a kind of fear and despair from the heart.

is obviously a woman who once took the initiative to climb into her bed, but at this time, she was actually afraid of him to such a point, as if this kind of thing was he persecuting him from beginning to end.

The impulse that had just arisen from seeing her gentle sleeping face when she was sleeping immediately dissipated, and he let go of the hand that was holding Lin Qingrou tightly, got up and took his coat and slammed the door out.

Lin Qingrou lost her restraints, so she softened her tense body to almost stiffness, and her tears still couldn't stop flowing down, she originally planned to be soft and follow Du Zeming for everything, making him feel that he was absolutely surrendering to him, but when she really got to this point, she found that she couldn't cross the hurdle in her heart at all.

That devil-like man almost killed herself, and she really couldn't let go of it when she thought of it, and she couldn't suppress the fear and despair of death in her heart.

After being stunned in bed for a while, she slowly got up, and her body was already shocked with cold sweat, sticking to her clothes, making her uncomfortable, and after holding her breath and listening to the sound outside, she slowly walked out of the door of the room and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The next day, when Lin Qingrou went to work, she was groggy and her mind was in chaos.

Zhou Rui, who hadn't seen him for a while, finally appeared, his face was not very good, he looked absent-minded, both of them had classes in the morning, and there was no communication, and they only met at noon.

"Is there something you've been thinking about lately?" Lin Qingrou handed the phone to Zhou Rui, who was just looking down and poking the rice in his bowl, but she didn't expect it to scare him.

He shook violently before he came back to his senses, saw that it was Lin Qingrou, glanced at the words on her phone, and barely squeezed out a smile.

"Something happened to my family, it's not a big deal, don't worry." Zhou Rui smiled, but that smile seemed a little perfunctory no matter how you looked at it.

Since the last time Du Zeming's incident, there has been something between Zhou Rui and Lin Qingrou, and Zhou Rui rarely takes the initiative to talk to Lin Qingrou, first, he is worried about what gossip is being spread by others, and second, since Lin Qingrou is already someone else's wife, no matter how much life is going on, it is her private matter, no matter how worried he is, he can't point fingers and intervene.

Although Lin Qingrou didn't believe it, she saw that Zhou Rui really didn't want to say it, so she didn't force him, but sat opposite him and ate the food in her hand.

But I didn't want to be interrupted by two people who came over before I didn't eat two bites.

"Yo, let me see what Mrs. Du eats differently from us little people." A sharp female voice came from the side, and Chen Fengling, the teacher in charge of teaching the students' computers, clasped her hands on her chest, walked over and looked down at Lin Qingrou's bowl, and said sarcastically.