The night was getting darker and darker, the cold wind was blowing, the surrounding environment was silent and terrible, Han Lingying's heavy breathing, and the sound of disordered heartbeat echoed in this empty room, over and over again, showing her inner uneasiness and hesitation at this time.

When Jiang Yufeng arrived home, it was already close to the early hours of the morning, and the house was dark, only a faint light at the entrance of the building

Jiang Yufeng changed his shoes, it was so late, he didn't want to disturb anyone, shook his already heavy head, and went upstairs lightly by the light.

Passing by Han Lingying's room, he habitually opened the door, wanting to go in to see if she slept well, and the next moment, he was so eager that he pushed open the door a little rudely, and saw that the bed was empty, and there was no trace of anyone moving, he frowned, so late, where did she go?

Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind the curtain in the corner, and he strode over and lifted the obstacle in front of him.

Han Lingying heard the movement, raised his head, and saw Jiang Yufeng's face full of worry, and with just one glance, he faintly put it away.

The figure shrunk in the corner deeply stung Jiang Yufeng's eyes, so thin, so lonely, so small, she unconsciously enclosed herself in that small corner.

Jiang Yufeng couldn't believe what she saw in front of her, she was fine when she called at noon, why did she come back at night and she became like this, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was pale without a trace of blood, her hair was messy, and her petite body was still trembling slightly.

Jiang Yufeng squatted down, stretched out his hand, and wanted to gently hug her into his arms as before, giving her silent comfort, but halfway through his hand, he was ruthlessly slapped down.

Jiang Yufeng looked at his hand in a daze, and as soon as he raised his head, he looked at Han Lingying's indifferent and disgusted eyes, Jiang Yufeng's heart was full of doubts, he was not white, why did she look at herself with that completely strange look?

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you? What happened? ”

Han Lingying has been deceiving herself, everything tonight is fake, not true, Jiang Yufeng is working overtime in the company so she hasn't come back yet, what she sees and hears is her own hallucination, she has always thought that with the passage of time, she is on the verge of collapse.

She has been immersed in her own imagination, the moment she saw Jiang Yufeng, her heart was actually looking forward to it, hoping that what she saw was fake, as Jiang Yufeng walked in, the smell of alcohol on his body that had not yet dissipated mixed with the pungent smell of perfume entered her nasal cavity, she knew that it was time for her to wake up, all this was true.

She knocked out Jiang Yufeng's outstretched hand, as long as she thought of him touching herself with the hand that had wandered on another woman's body, she couldn't accept it, looking at him with a look in her eyes as if she was looking at a stranger, no, worse than a stranger, she was full of hatred for him at the moment.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have gone to Taoyuan to see that scene, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have returned so late to hear those words, then, he could still live a happy life like before, he didn't know anything, it was because of him, he ruined his life, she hated him, but she was so sad.

Han Lingying herself didn't know why she was so sad at this moment, because she heard that she was not the daughter of the Jiang family? Or did you see Jiang Yufeng with someone else? She only knew that she didn't want to see Jiang Yufeng now.