"What have you eaten in the past few days, what hotel have you stayed in, and have you brought enough clothes?" She tries to find topics to talk about.

"I'll have something to do in a moment, so I won't talk about these irrelevant things." Fang Shaohua's tone was cold, "Do you have anything else?" ”

Feeling his cold attitude, she endured the sourness in her heart, and still pretended to be relaxed, "Come back early." ”

"Got it." He was about to hang up the phone, and she hurriedly said, "Wait." ”

There was already a hint of impatience in his tone, "What else?" ”

"Take care of yourself." There was a deep affection in her voice, "Husband, I'm waiting for you at home." ”

After that, he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Fang Shaohua over there stared at his mobile phone for a long time.

He was an orphan, and although he was once loved by his adoptive parents, he still lacked a sense of belonging in his heart.

She waited for him at home.

It deeply touched his heart and made him feel warm when he lacked love.

On the side of Hongsheng Community, after Sun Jiamu hung up the phone, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Gao Ru, a part-time worker, was tidying up the room and walked out, "Madam, the sheets in the wardrobe in the master bedroom haven't been washed for almost two years, the sun is shining today, do you want to take them out and wash them?" ”

A flash of curiosity flashed in Sun Jiamu's eyes, "What sheets haven't been washed for two years?" ”

"In the lattice in the upper left corner of the wardrobe, the young master specially put it there, saying that he was not allowed to move."

Before she finished speaking, Sun Jiamu walked into the master bedroom wearing slippers, and looked at the upper right corner along the open wardrobe door, only to see a bed of cotton wool, "Didn't you see the sheets?" ”

"I'll take it down for you." Gao Ru moved a chair, stood on the chair, moved the cotton wool away, and sure enough, a neatly folded bed sheet appeared behind the cotton wool.

Sun Jiamu took the sheets and was puzzled, "What kind of sheets should be stored so well." ”

As he spoke, he shook off the sheets, and found a pool of dried blood in the middle of the sheets, "This is ......"

Sticking to the sheets, according to her thoughts, it was either menstrual blood or red.

I remember the night I had a relationship with Shaohua in the Fang family villa, the bed sheet was white, but not this light blue.

I didn't make it myself. That......

Sun Jiamu's face sank, and her eyes looked at Gao Ru, a part-time worker, "Aunt Gao, do you know what happened to the blood on this sheet?" ”

Gao Ru lowered his head and stopped talking, "I...... I'm a subordinate, so it's hard to say. ”

"Let's get straight to the point."

"Madam, I think you're good. I don't want you to be cheated and I won't know about it one day. Gao Ru seemed to have made up her mind before speaking, "This was almost two years ago. One day, Mr. Fang Shaohua was drunk, and Miss Fang Xinxin came to accompany him, and the two ......"

Sun Jiamu frowned, "Wait, you saw them with your own eyes?" ”

"Nope."

"Then don't abuse adjectives." A touch of displeasure flashed on Sun Jiamu's face.

Gao Ru hurriedly explained, "That's the case, Mr. Fang was drunk that day, Miss Fang came, I happened to ask for leave that day, and Miss Fang asked me to come over to take care of Mr. Fang." After Mr. Fang woke up, I saw the sheet and reminded Mr. Fang that he was responsible for getting a woman's innocence. He also said he would be responsible. If I have a word to tell a lie, let me thunder and thunder! ”

Sun Jiamu's face crossed a touch of complexity, and after a while, he said indifferently, "Okay, fold the sheets and put them back." ”