Oh, it's really feng shui in turns, just now she asked him what he wanted, and now he asked her.

Xin Ying looked at You Haoze's somewhat flustered appearance, knowing that she had poked at his sore spot, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked up a faint smile.

"Don't mention the bed photos, you are cold and arrogant like a god. When it comes to bed photos, you are so majestic that you even scream like a lover. ”

As the words fell, she watched as his face kept changing, and all kinds of different emotions flew through his dark eyes like clouds on a windy day, but each one was too fast for her to grasp.

In the end, the complex expression on his face was completely submerged, like a windless lake, without a ripple.

Did she actually take pictures? You Haoze stared into her eyes with some suspicion, trying to get a clue from them.

It took him a while to look away, pretending to be calm on the surface, but inside he was like a huge wave rolling, contradictory, tangled, and struggling.

"Ying'er, our relationship has long ended, can you let me go? I only have Lin Zitong in my heart now, and I only love her. ”

Xin Ying looked at him with a complicated expression, secretly thinking about the facts she had known for a long time, and her heart was still inexplicably painful.

Listening to him keep saying that he loved another woman, the little flame of hope in her heart was extinguished by his cold and heartless attitude, and her whole heart went from disappointment to numbness.

"You love her, why are you still with me? Aze, do you really not remember what happened that night? Do you want me to help you remember? ”

Xin Ying's sneering voice was desolate, so calm that it sounded a little sad. Without waiting for him to respond, she took out a photo from her bag and threw it at You Haoze angrily.

"Take a good look for yourself, is that the person in the photo you?"

You Haoze froze froze in place, did not reach out to take the photo, and let the photo spin a few times in the air.

Finally, it landed firmly on the ground, right with its back facing up.

The picture in that picture is really dazzling.

Seeing that photo, You Haoze's whole body tensed, as if the string was about to be broken, and he felt a chill spread down his toes to his brain, and a thin cold sweat broke down his back.

The man in the photo is lying on a large couch, and the woman is lying next to the man wrapped in a bath (separation) robe, hugging (separating) the man's waist tightly.

Anyone who looks at such a photo will think of it.

Although both of them have their eyes closed and look like they are asleep, their faces are still easily recognizable.

One is him, and the other is Xin Ying.

Some time ago, he stayed in the company day and night working overtime, working desperately, reading one plan after another, holding one meeting after another, trying to numb his senses.

Because, if he was not careful, that night would bite him, constantly reminding him that he had made an unforgivable mistake.

He deliberately tried to forget about it, but the memories he had tried to seal collapsed when he saw the photo.

Frowning slightly, the scene of that day poured into You Haoze's mind.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain......

Who bathed in his room?

You Haoze slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling in a daze.

White?

Sensing that something was wrong, he sat up directly, only to realize that this was not his room. The furnishings in the room were both familiar and unfamiliar to him, and it looked like a hotel suite.

His dark eyes drooped down, sweeping over his naked body, but fortunately, the male symbol of himself was obscured.

What shocked him the most was that there was a dry blood stain on the white sheets.