Not far away, a black sedan drove over here, Jiang Caiwei was illuminated by the headlights, and for a moment, like a frog on the dissecting table, she trembled uncontrollably.

The car drove across the road and into the distance, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar vehicle.

She raised her head and looked desperately at the brightly lit villa in front of her, the bedroom on the third floor, the lights were on, she knew that Wen Xili was there, he could save her urgent need, and he would definitely not let her go......

However, she didn't have time to beg Jiang Jiu to let her in and find her......

Jiang Caiwei's gaze slowly retracted, she looked at the frosty ginger wine in front of her, her pale lips moved up and down, after all, she still didn't say anything, slowly turned around, and her slender figure gradually disappeared into the dark rain and fog.

Jiang Jiu put his hands on his chest, stood under the eaves and looked at her back for a while, his eyebrows furrowed.

What is she doing?

What about Ling Zihan? What are you going to do when it's raining?

She intuitively felt that something was not quite right, but the disgust engraved in her bones made her unable to be gentle with her, Jiang Jiu turned around, and was about to call the driver outside the door to send Jiang Caiwei back, "You ......"

She didn't say anything, but she paused for a moment, and her eyes fell on the man in the living room, who didn't know when he was standing.

Wen Xili didn't know when she came down, and she didn't know if she heard the conversation between her and Jiang Caiwei, her eyes staggered for a moment, the man looked away, took an umbrella from the door, and walked out calmly.

Jiang Jiu lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Xili's long straight legs, passed by her side, and then walked out.

She reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

"Wen Xili, you are not allowed to go." The sound of ginger wine trembled a little in the rainy night, and she clung to his arm, her sharp nails almost digging into his flesh.

The man turned his head and looked at her looking up at his gaze, ginger wine's face looked snow-white in the light, this delicate face, at the moment the delicate lips were pursed, and there was suppressed anger and restraint in his eyes.

Wen Xili was silent, and after a moment, he said to Jiang Jiu: "I can't leave her alone." ”

Jiang Jiu trembled, and looked at him with disbelief in his eyes.

"Ginger wine, let go." His voice was low.

"......" ginger wine held it tightly, as if grasping the last straw. Do you have to go to see her every time she looks for you? ”

Her voice seemed to come out of her throat, and every word was hoarse. She looked at the man's face and asked, "As long as it's Jiang Caiwei, no matter what happens, you'll leave me, right?" ”

She suddenly understood.

On that birthday, he left her alone, and it had nothing to do with Jiang Caiwei, just because Jiang Caiwei called him.

She was trembling, not knowing whether she was angry or cold, she looked at Wen Xili, raised her hand and broke her fingers off his arm one by one.

She felt that what he had broken was her heart.

"Jiang Jiu, have you forgotten how our marriage came about?" He lowered his eyes and asked her in a soft voice.

How did it come about?

"It was snatched from Jiang Caiwei?"

She smiled palely, "What do you think?" ”