Yao Zhiyue paused for a moment, then took a deep breath, trying her best to make her voice sound no different from usual, but her tone couldn't help but become cold, "Where are you?" ”

"On the way back, what's wrong?"

The corners of Yao Zhiyue's mouth were raised, revealing a mocking look, her chest rose and fell violently, and she only felt that there was a layer of chaos in her heart. In order to avoid quarreling with Chen Yiming at this time, and to save his strength to go back to coax Yunyun, Yao Zhiyue replied simply: "It's okay." ”

Without further ado, Yao Zhiyue hung up the phone. After taking a deep breath, I stepped into the elevator. Back at home, as soon as Yunyun saw Yao Zhiyue, she ran towards her, hugging her neck and crying.

Yao Zhiyue saw that her son was crying breathlessly, and her heart trembled in distress. hurriedly hugged Yunyun, didn't even have time to take off his high heels, and paced back and forth in the living room while softly coaxing.

It wasn't until Yunyun was put to sleep that Yao Zhiyue took off her high heels with relief and sat down on the sofa like a puddle of soft mud. She saw Chen Songling enter the bedroom, and also asked Hongxia to rest early, and then sat in the living room by herself.

A moment later, there was a sound of the door opening, but Chen Yiming had already appeared at the door. Yao Zhiyue glanced at Chen Yiming deeply, then got up and stood up, and walked straight towards the bedroom.

Chen Yiming understood, and although he was tired, he patiently followed Yao Zhiyue into the bedroom. He closed the door and asked good-naturedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Yao Zhiyue smelled the smell of wine on Chen Yiming's body mixed with a faint smell of perfume, and suddenly felt that these smells turned into steel needles and stabbed at her heart.

She looked at Chen Yiming deeply, waiting for his explanation. However, he didn't do anything, and he was so cheeky that he wanted to hug her.

Yao Zhiyue pushed away Chen Yiming's body and said impatiently: "It stinks, you go take a bath." ”

When Chen Yiming entered the bathroom, Yao Zhiyue's eyes fell on his mobile phone on the bedside table, and unknowingly, her hand reached out to Chen Yiming's mobile phone uncontrollably.

Yao Zhiyue was excited, hurriedly retracted his hand, and secretly sneered at himself in his heart - Yao Zhiyue, Yao Zhiyue, don't you disdain to check a man's mobile phone? When did you start, you actually came this far.

A sense of sadness eroded Yao Zhiyue's heart, making her feel extremely painful. Chen Yiming's mobile phone seems to have been poisoned, tempting Yao Zhiyue to move.

In the end, she couldn't help but pick up Chen Yiming's mobile phone and click on his WeChat. A woman's intuition is always surprisingly sensitive, and Yao Zhiyue quickly found Cui Qingyang's WeChat.

WeChat's avatar is Cui Qingyang's work photo, although it is a serious work photo, but her young and beautiful face is very stunning, compared to those fancy selfies, this photo shows that she is even more glamorous.

Yao Zhiyue clicked on her WeChat record with trembling hands, and at this moment, a dinging sound sounded, so frightened that Yao Zhiyue almost dropped her phone on the ground. After she stabilized, she saw that Cui Qingyang happened to send a message, "Thank you for sending me back to the hotel." ”

"Yueyue, help me bring the bath towel over."

Chen Yiming's voice came from the bathroom, Yao Zhiyue was startled, hurriedly put Chen Yiming's mobile phone back in its place, and responded, "Got it." ”

She took the bathroom to Chen Yiming, but her mind was a little dazed, and she didn't know if they had never chatted, or if Chen Yiming had deleted their chat history.

Chen Yiming walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and when he saw that Yao Zhiyue was not in the bedroom, he lay on the bed and wanted to close his eyes for a while, but he didn't expect that he couldn't resist the sleepiness and tiredness, and fell asleep after a while.

When Yao Zhiyue returned to the bedroom, although she was angry, she still settled him properly before entering the bathroom. She picked up Chen Yiming's change of clothes and put them in the basket, but saw a lip print reflected on the back of his shirt.

I only felt a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and Yao Zhiyue's mind was blank. She secretly told herself that maybe it was still just Cui Qingyang's own wishful thinking.

Yao Zhiyue couldn't sleep all night, and Cui Qingyang, who lived in the hotel, was not much better. She kept thinking about every heart-warming moment with Chen Yiming, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and chin were deeply engraved in her mind, and she dreamed of hugging him tightly.

Cui Qingyang in Wei. Bo opened a trumpet, and recorded the bits and pieces that happened between her and Chen Yiming, although it was all her wishful thinking, but between the lines it was all true feelings.

Cui Qingyang thought about the kiss that fell on Chen Yiming's back when she hugged Chen Yiming's waist tightly at the last moment, guilt and sadness welled up in her heart, and her fingers quickly typed a paragraph on the mobile phone screen.

I know that my true feelings are worthless in the face of ethics and morality, but I still can't help but want to get close to you and touch you. I didn't drink a drop of alcohol before, but in order to be able to fight side by side with you, I trained myself to be a thousand glasses in a short period of time. But I'm sorry, I was so drunk at that moment, I didn't want to worry about too many rules, I just wanted to give myself completely to you, even if it was close to you.

Cui Qingyang threw his phone on the bed and cried profusely. She doesn't want to fall in love with a man with a wife, so she doesn't put herself in pain.

But when I saw him for the first time, why did I fall into it so quickly, and I couldn't take my eyes off it at all. How she envied the woman who possessed him all the time, and not only that, but she also had children with him.

When she woke up the next day, although it was very uncomfortable, although a phone boss would agree to her vacation, Cui Qingyang still endured a headache and went to work in order to see Chen Yiming.

She found a document that needed to be signed by her boss and came to Chen Yiming's office, and when she put the document on Chen Yiming's desk, she didn't forget to peek at his face, but when she saw his indifferent expression, she couldn't see any clues on his face.

Chen Yiming signed and handed it to Cui Qingyang, and then buried his head in a pile of documents. Cui Qingyang's snort was soaked in the good smell of laundry detergent on Chen Yiming's body, and his heart was rippling and he felt extremely painful at the same time.

Seeing that Cui Qingyang didn't seem to have the intention of leaving, Chen Yiming raised his head at this time, his eyes were clear, his expression was calm, and he asked lightly, "Is there anything else?" ”

Cui Qingyang came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his eyelids, and plucked up the courage to say, "Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday." I was drunk at the time and mistook you for someone I knew. ”

Chen Yiming disagreed, smiled indifferently, and replied indifferently: "I know, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

Cui Qingyang saw that he was not interested in his own affairs at all, and his heart was instantly lost, but a smile barely appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Chen." ”

Cui Qingyang returned to his position, and finally got through to the end of work, and his heart couldn't help but start to jump. In the past, Chen Yiming would always work overtime for a while before leaving, and she would stay with him, just to have a short time alone with him when she was in the elevator.

However, Chen Yiming left as soon as he got off work this time. She specially inquired about his itinerary today from Chen Yiming's assistant, and there was no entertainment. Looking at his hurried look, it seems that he is in a hurry to go back to accompany his wife and children.

Chen Yiming didn't notice the unavertable gaze cast on him by Cui Qingyang, and he was really in a hurry to go back. During this time, Yao Zhiyue was very cold to him, thinking that he blamed him for being busy with work and neglecting his family, but he was embarrassed to say it directly.

Chen Yiming passed by the flower shop and bought a bouquet of roses and put them in the back seat, thinking in his heart to say some sweet words to his wife. When I returned home, I saw Yao Zhiyue and Yunyun playing on the balcony, Chen Songling seemed to have gone downstairs for a walk, and Hongxia was busy in the kitchen.

Chen Yiming quietly walked to the balcony with flowers in his hand, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and said a little shyly: "Yueyue, I'm back." ”

Yao Zhiyue turned around and saw Chen Yiming holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, his eyes lit up instantly, and a smile overflowed his eyes. However, without waiting for his hand to take it, he felt a sigh in his heart, since she got married, Chen Yiming rarely bought flowers for her, why did she suddenly have a wonderful feeling.

Thinking of the knot that had been stuck in her heart, the smile in Yao Zhiyue's eyes gradually dimmed, her expression returned to coldness again, and asked lightly, "What day is today?" ”

Chen Yiming was a little stunned when he saw the ever-changing expression on Yao Zhiyue's face, and replied suspiciously: "It's not a special day, I just thought that you have always liked flowers, so I bought it for you when I passed by the flower shop." ”

Yao Zhiyue looked at Chen Yiming inquiringly, and said with a half-truth: "Did you do something wrong, that's why you bought me flowers and wanted to buy me?" ”

Chen Yiming didn't feel a little weak-hearted, his compensation was really too clumsy, but he covered it up: "If you want to buy it, I will buy it for you, where are there so many reasons." ”

Yao Zhiyue didn't reach out to take Chen Yiming's roses, sneered expressionlessly, turned her head to look at Yunyun and said, "Yunyun, let's go see if Aunt Hongxia's meal is ready?" ”

But seeing Yao Zhiyue holding Yunyun and passing by Chen Yiming, he didn't even look at Chen Yiming who was standing in place. Chen Yiming looked at Yao Zhiyue's back in astonishment, only to feel a pain in his heart, and then came back to his senses, threw the flowers in his hand on the sofa, followed Yao Zhiyue, and asked patiently: "Yueyue, what did I say wrong?" ”

Yao Zhiyue replied coldly: "No." ”

"Tell me, what do you need me to dissipate?"

Yao Zhiyue turned her head and glared at Chen Yiming, and a fire burst out in her heart, she couldn't imagine how Chen Yiming could be so despicable, just pretending, and even shirking the blame on her.

Yao Zhiyue didn't want to quarrel with Chen Yiming in front of her son, so she said indifferently, "Chen Yiming, I'll give you another time." ”

"What do you mean?"

Without waiting for Yao Zhiyue to speak, there was a sound of the door opening.

Is the girl a little different to you? ”

Before the words fell, I heard Hongxia say in the living room: "Mr. and Mrs., the meal is ready, and it will be cold if you don't come out to eat." ”

Chen Yiming let go of Yao Zhiyue, scratched her nose, and said with a smile: "Don't think nonsense, I'm a married woman." ”

But the so-called tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, Yao Zhiyue later learned that Cui Qingyang was more complicated than she expected.