Ming Weiwei, who returned to the room, couldn't hold back any longer, and fell on the pillow and cried sadly, silently revealing despair.

Her mind kept looping through the conversation with Vera Ming.

"Eldest sister, if your brother-in-law does something sorry for you, such as cheating and falling in love with another woman, will you divorce him?"

"How can there be such an if, your brother-in-law is very good to me, he is different from his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"I mean, if you just lost the bet, this question must be answered!"

"What if...... I never thought of this kind of thing, if Hai Bo really fell in love with someone else, I should divorce him, if a marriage has no love, living together will only make each other more painful. ”

The more Ming Weiwei thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

When she got up, the pillow was already half soaked with tears.

Ming Weiwei bit her lip, picked up the pillow, and planned to remove the pillowcase to wash it, but she didn't want to remove it, and found that there were four or five long dark chestnut-colored hairs inside.

Three short black haircuts were tied to it.

Song Haibo has short black hair, and her hair color is also black......

In an instant, Ming Weiwei got out of bed like a needle blanket, pulled the quilt to the ground, and then carefully found it on the big bed, from left to right, not an inch was spared, and finally found two more hairs under the sheets, which did not belong to her.

"Why ......"

Ming Weiwei began to shed tears again in the blink of an eye.

This time, she didn't hold back, and cried as if she had lost something precious.

Mother Song heard the crying outside the room, and a smug smile rose on the corner of her mouth.

An hour later, Song Haibo returned.

He returned to the room and saw Ming Weiwei sitting on the ground, and hurriedly rushed over to hug her.

"Wife, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" He has been suffering from the torture of his soul and the persecution of his mother these days, and he is about to hold on, but fortunately she is back.

Ming Weiwei was stunned, and suddenly pushed him away and asked, "Are you and her on the bed in our room......?"

The word 'sleep' made her feel like a fish in her throat.

Her condemning gaze made Song Haibo's face pale, and his voice was hoarse due to discomfort: "I'm sorry, Weiwei, you listen to my explanation......"

"What are you trying to explain? Drunk? Do you think she's me? Ming Weiwei looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked accusingly: "She is so young and beautiful, and I am already thirty years old, can't you tell the difference?" ”

Song Haibo clumsily wiped her tears, but when she touched her face, she suddenly hissed, and his heart sank: "Your face...... Did Mom beat you? ”

Ming Weiwei turned her face away, and after two seconds, she suddenly turned her head and asked him coldly: "It's not the first time, why do you have to be so surprised every time, what can I say, it seems that I have been repeating 'it doesn't matter', 'I'm fine', 'I'll be fine in a while', why do I have to comfort you again every time I am beaten, Song Haibo, can't you protect me once?" ”

Song Haibo was speechless by her question, looked at her with a sad and dull gaze, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, Weiwei, don't cry, I beg you, it's me who is bad, I'm sorry for you, don't cry anymore." ”

Ming Weiwei closed her eyes in disappointment.

After a while, she heard Song Haibo say a sentence: "Weiwei, I'm sorry for you for all this, let's get a divorce, I don't want any of our property, I give it all to you." ”