After three years of marriage, although the number of times they have been together is only a handful, Song Zhiyuan admits that every time, Zhou Qichuan cares about her feelings.

This time it was no different, everything seemed to fall into place.

However, today she was wearing a dark green hip skirt, which was open on the side, and was accidentally torn directly to the top by Zhou Qichuan.

Not to mention the inside of the skirt.

"This kind of thing, don't wear it next time."

Zhou Qichuan finished tidying up Song Zhiyuan, picked up the N pants on the ground whose fabric was less than one-third the size of his palm, and narrowed his dark eyes to warn.

Throwing everything in the trash, he took the man into his arms again.

Song Zhiyuan's legs trembled a little, and he glared at him with red eyes, "Zhou Qichuan, you bastard." ”

Zhou Qichuan took off the blazer on his body and put it on Song Zhiyuan, "The driver is downstairs, you go back first and wait for me at home." ”

"What are you waiting for, waiting to come back and be eaten and wiped clean by you?" The tip of Song Zhiyuan's small nose was also red, and he was obviously angry.

Looking at the little woman in his arms, Zhou Qichuan laughed "sneering", "You are my wife, I have been holding it for more than a year, do you want me to find someone else?" ”

"Are you going, am I stopping you?" Song Zhiyuan sneered at each other.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows, opened the door of the bathroom, hugged the person from the special channel for employees to the elevator, and sent the person directly into the elevator.

After waiting for the car, Song Zhiyuan remembered that he was still waiting for his boss in the restaurant, and quickly called to apologize, finding a reason that his eldest aunt suddenly came and soiled her skirt, so she left early.

As soon as I hung up the phone and leaned back in the chair, wanting to rest for a while, the phone rang again.

At first glance, the mansion called.

"Dad."

"Hmm." Zhou Jiangyuan's majestic voice came, "Zhiyu, Qichuan came back the day before yesterday, do you know?" ”

Came back the day before yesterday?

This son of a bitch!

"Is Qichuan back?" Song Zhiyuan lied without blushing and heartbeat, "Dad, no one told me." ”

It's true that no one told her.

"You call Qichuan, and the two of you will come back together in the evening." Zhou Jiangyuan ordered.

"Okay, Dad." Song Zhiyuan was very obedient.

Hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyuan only squinted for two minutes, and his friend Xia Xingluo's phone called again.

"Damn, Song Zhiyuan, just now you and Zhou Qichuan-"

"Don't, it's what you think, and it's in the women's bathroom." Without waiting for Xia Xingluo's words to fall, Song Zhiyuan confessed.

In the bathroom just now, she forgot to hang up the phone, and Xia Xingluo listened to half of it, and then Zhou Qichuan hung up the phone.

"Tut-tut-t-" A stack of exclamations immediately came from the mobile phone, "I really didn't expect that Mr. Xiao Zhou would be so sullen." Hey, how does it feel, stinging or not stinging—"excited?"

Xia Xingluo's last word "excited" had not yet fallen, and Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone directly.

Song Zhiyuan went home to change his clothes, and when he went out, he threw all the changed clothes directly into the trash, including Zhou Qichuan's blazer, and then went to work in the company.

She is the HR manager of Zhou's headquarters, and she has a lot of things to do in the afternoon.

When she was about to get off work, she remembered Zhou Jiangyuan's words, and she called Zhou Qichuan.

At first, no one answered, and when I called again, the phone was connected, but it was a woman.

"You're looking for Qi Chuan, I'm sorry, he's taking a bath."

Song Zhiyuan took a breath and said with a smile, "No, I'm not looking for Zhou Qichuan, I'm looking for you, who are you?" ”

"Xu Nianhe." Xu Nianhe on the other end was extremely arrogant, "What, you want to rob me of a man?" ”

Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes and asked again, "May I ask, what is the current caller ID on Zhou Qichuan's mobile phone?" ”

was asked by Song Zhiyuan, Xu Nianhe on the other end of the phone couldn't help but take the phone away from his ear and take a look-

Small steamed buns!

What the heck?

"Why should I tell you?" Xu Nianhe was extremely unhappy.

"It's okay, you guys have fun."

After the words fell, Song Zhiyuan hung up the phone, and then got off work at the end of the day, and drove to the Zhou family's mansion by himself.

In the late autumn season, the night comes very early.

Driving the car into the Zhou family's mansion, when Song Zhiyuan parked the car and got down, a tall figure pressed down and just hit her against the car door.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't avoid it, and looked up at people.

"Big brother." She grinned.

"Iris, Zhou Qichuan is back, but he only cares about going in and out with other women, and he doesn't bother to notify you at all."

Zhou Jingyu said, flipped through the intimate photos of Zhou Qichuan and Xu Nianhe on his mobile phone, and said in a low voice in her ear, "Divorce Zhou Qichuan and be my lover, I will meet all your needs, especially in that regard." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Jingyu chuckled, his hand fell on Song Zhiyuan's soft side waist, and slid down, "Don't you want to stay alone in the empty room for so long?" ”