Zhuang Mingwei disdains to use such methods, but as Zhou Fen said, this time is different.

Zhao Pingjin had another woman, and he also had several bed trips with that woman.

It is said that a husband and wife are a hundred days a day, even if the child is broken now, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not suddenly think of Xu He one day.

Zhuang Mingwei remembered what Zhou Fen said to herself, saying that all men in the world are the same, and there is always a disguised possessiveness for the women she has slept with, and she even wishes that people would be single and not married for the rest of her life, and she is waiting for him with her body in a clean and clean manner.

And if that woman has a new love in the future, the man will miss her good and want to turn back.

In fact, if you like it, there are probably not many, but someone is vying for it, and the prey is more delicious.

When Zhao Pingjin came to Lanting, Zhuang Mingwei, who had always been free and easy, cried for the first time, and Rong Jin was holding her, comforting her gently, and stroking her back lightly.

"Be careful."

Zhao Pingjin spoke, his voice obviously cold.

Rong Jin subconsciously wanted to let go of her hand, Zhuang Mingwei's face was buried in Rong Jin's shoulder, but her fingers were holding his sleeve, she cried hoarsely, whimpered and whispered: "Rong Jin, you let him go, I don't want to see him ......"

Rong Jin hesitated for a moment, but still gently pulled Zhuang Mingwei away, he lowered his head slightly, and comforted him very patiently: "Mingwei, you might as well listen to what Pingjin has to say first, there is any misunderstanding in this." ”

Zhuang Mingwei just shook her head, her crying eyes were red and swollen, and she clutched Rong Jin's sleeves: "Please, Rong Jin, let him go, don't let me be a laughing stock......"

"No one will laugh at your Mingwei, you are the best girl in the world, you are so kind and beautiful, you are not wrong......"

Rong Jin raised his hand and wanted to wipe away her tears, but the hand he raised still fell after all.

What qualifications does he have?

He has long been unqualified to compete with Zhao Pingjin.

However, his choice to quit does not mean that he has no feelings for Mingwei, let alone that he will watch Zhao Pingjin live up to her.

"Pingjin, you'd better give Mingwei a reasonable explanation, otherwise, I won't spare you!"

"Who are you to say that?"

Zhao Pingjin sneered very lightly: "Don't forget, you are just Mingwei's quasi-brother-in-law now." ”

Rong Jin's eyes were gloomy, and his face was very gloomy and ugly.

But in the end, he just glanced at Zhao Pingjin heavily, and then got up and left.

After Rong Jin left, Zhuang Mingwei stopped crying.

She sat on the carpet, her thin back was extremely thin, she turned her back to Zhao Pingjin, refusing to look back.

Zhao Pingjin didn't speak, just lit a cigarette.

Halfway through the cigarette, Zhuang Mingwei slowly turned around and said to him in a hoarse voice: "Give me a cigarette." ”

Zhao Pingjin hesitated for a moment, but still handed her one.

Zhuang Mingwei bit the cigarette butt, her eyes drooped slightly, but she raised her face and motioned for Zhao Pingjin to light it for her.

She was born more like Zhou Fen, with a diamond-shaped small face, slightly pale facial features, not that kind of bright look, but she smiled very fresh and bright.

Zhao Pingjin is used to seeing her all kinds of laughter, but he rarely sees her like this, and this time is the second time she has cried in the short time since she came back.

He took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for her: "When did you learn to smoke?" ”

Zhuang Mingwei stared at the lighter in his hand for a long time before he said softly: "It's still there." ”

Zhao Pingjin glanced at her line of sight, and said lightly: "I'm used to it, so I've been using it." ”

Zhuang Mingwei bit her cigarette and took a deep breath, men's cigarettes are very different from women's cigarettes, she was choked and coughed non-stop.

Zhao Pingjin picked the cigarette and extinguished it, and raised his hand to pat her on the back.

Zhuang Mingwei was stubborn and wanted to continue smoking, but Zhao Pingjin snatched the cigarette and extinguished it directly.

"Mingwei, that's enough."

Zhao Pingjin pressed her shoulder, and there was a faint tiredness in his voice.

"What do you care about me, Zhao Pingjin, what do you care about me?" Zhuang Mingwei's voice was very soft, her eyes were red, looking at the man in front of her, she loved him so much, she couldn't extricate herself, how many excellent men have come and gone around her over the years, but she can't look down on any of them, she just waits for him with all her heart.

"Mingwei, don't do this." Zhao Pingjin looked at her red and swollen eyes, and there was a faint pity in her eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhuang Mingwei's eyes gradually filled with tears again: "Zhao Pingjin, you can't treat me like this, you can't ......"

As she spoke, she seemed to have been wronged to the extreme, her voice trembled, but she refused to let the tears fall, this contrast between fragility and stubbornness touched the man even more, Zhao Pingjin looked at Zhuang Mingwei like this, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhuang Mingwei will always be a person as warm as the little sun, no matter how misunderstood she is, what setbacks she encounters, she has never been so out of shape and depressed.

"Okay Mingwei."

Zhao Pingjin's hand holding her shoulder slowly let go, he sat down on the sofa in front of Zhuang Mingwei, and then, a little tiredly, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Xu He and I have been separated, and in the future, there will be no more relationship." ”