Su Wanguan never thought that Zhou Qichuan even knew this.

At that time, when the statement was recorded, except for the two people from the police, only her assistant was present.

Could it be that—

"yes, is there anything wrong with what I said?" Forcibly calming down, Su Wanguan asked rhetorically.

"What's the problem?!" Zhou Qichuan's voice suddenly became cold.

He let out a low sneer, put away the lighter, stood up unhurriedly, and swept towards her with a pair of black eyes as if quenched ice, stared at her, and walked towards her step by step with his long legs.

Su Wanguan looked at him and couldn't help but shudder.

Zhou Qichuan walked to the hospital bed, pinched her chin with his long fingers, raised her head, and asked her to look at herself, word by word, word by word like an ice pick, "Su Wanguan, you knew more than three years ago that Song Zhiyuan was my wife, but not only did you not shy away from it, no matter how I rejected you for so many years, you always stuck it on my body one by one." ”

As he spoke, the strength in his hand increased, and he sneered again, and asked rhetorically, "You say, are you envious, jealous and hateful to Song Zhiyuan, or is Song Zhiyuan jealous and jealous of you?" ”

The force on Zhou Qichuan's fingers was so heavy that it seemed to crush her jawbone, Su Wanwan gasped in pain, her brows furrowed, but she didn't dare to push Zhou Qichuan away, but her face was full of grievances, "Qichuan, when I had an accident, Song Zhiyuan was in the stands on the second floor, do I suspect her, is there something wrong?" ”

"Whew!" Zhou Qichuan smiled again, "Then I'm still sitting in the closest place to you, shouldn't I be the most suspicious?" ”

",—— "Ah! ”

Su Wanguan still wanted to defend herself, Zhou Qichuan's patience with her had reached the limit, and without waiting for her words to speak, he directly threw her away.

With a scream, Su Wanwan threw herself directly on the hospital bed.

"Su Wanguan, don't be smart in the future, otherwise, you won't have your good fruit to eat."

Leaving this warning, Zhou Qichuan didn't bother to look at her anymore, and strode away with his legs raised.

Su Wanwan lay on the hospital bed, her hands clenched into fists, and her eyes were quenched with poisonous resentment and hatred.

Obviously, it is clear that she has liked last week Qichuan since she was a child.

Song Zhiyuan just slept with Zhou Qichuan for one night, so why did he snatch people away.

She is unwilling, she will not be reconciled!

……

When Zhou Qichuan arrived home, Song Zhiyuan was taking a bath in the bathroom.

He knew that she had gone to dinner with Ji Yanli, so he went to the hospital.

When he untied his tie and was about to go into the bathroom to take a mandarin duck bath with Song Zhiyuan, Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone rang on the sofa.

He went over and took his mobile phone to see that it was Chi Xue calling.

He ignored it, threw the phone back, and continued to take off his blazer.

When he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and was about to go to the bathroom, the mobile phone rang and stopped, and there was a "ding-" sound, and a message came in.

At a glance, it was sent by Chi Xue.

[Boss, boss, the last time we went to the Jianghuai factory to take photos, can you send me again, a few of them were accidentally deleted by me]

The photos of Jiang Huai's Zhou's factory, there are some in the report submitted by Song Zhiyuan, but not all of them, and Zhou Qichuan suddenly wanted to see it.

Therefore, he took Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone again, and directly unlocked the face ID, and clicked into the photo.

However, before the photo of Jiang Huai's factory fell into his eyes, another photo of Bai Huahua was the first to attract his attention.

In the photo, a man and a woman, naked with white flowers, are sleeping together.

The female is Su Wanguan.

Male, naturally, it's him.

But that night he fell asleep drunk, and was clothed, and when he woke up, although his coat had been taken off, his shirt and trousers were in good condition.

So, the upper body of the man in this photo is white......

"Whew-"

Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but chuckle.

It's a P figure.

P's pretty real.

There is no doubt that the photo was made by Su Wanwan after he was drunk at Jiang Huaiwan's place a few days ago.

No wonder after he came back from Jiang Huai that day, Song Zhiyuan was so indifferent to him.

It turned out that it was Su Wanguan's photo that made the ghost.

Just as he was playfully admiring the bed photos of Su Wanwan and "himself", the bathroom door "clicked" and unscrewed from the inside, and Song Zhiyuan took a bath and walked out of it in a nightdress.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his eyes and looked at the white, clean and refreshing person, and immediately grinned and laughed, with a flattering and flattering face.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, ignored him, and walked straight in the direction of the dresser.

However, after taking two steps, I found that something was wrong, and what Zhou Qichuan was holding in her hand seemed to be her mobile phone.

She stopped and looked again.

"What did you do to me this time?" Thinking of the WeChat chat history with Xia Xingluo that he deleted last time, Song Zhiyuan asked with a smile.

Zhou Qichuan looked at her, smiled, raised his mobile phone and shook it in front of her, and asked, "Wife, what do you think of this photo, is your husband good-looking?" ”

On the mobile phone screen, it was actually the photo that Su Wanwan sent her.

Depend on!

Dog stuff.

Song Zhiyuan bit the back socket of his teeth.

She had forgotten about this stubble, and he dared to take the initiative to mention it.

The point is, he also peeked at her phone.

"Zhou Qichuan, tonight either you sleep in the guest room, or I sleep in the guest room, you choose one."

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, he laughed even more and cheaper.

He walked towards Song Zhiyuan, stretched out his long arm, encircled the person into his arms, and hugged him.

Song Zhiyuan didn't move or struggle, and let him hug him, but the disgust in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

"Wife, you compare carefully, which one feels better, the man's chest muscles in the photo or mine?" Zhou Qichuan held up his mobile phone, looked at the photo of P above, and then looked at Song Zhiyuan, and asked seriously.

The man's pecs and mine in the photo?!

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, glanced at the photo carefully, and then looked at Zhou Qichuan, and then slowly moved his gaze from his face to his chest......

Indeed, Zhou Qichuan's chest muscles are not as exaggerated as in the photos.

There is also a small black mole on his left chest and armpit, but it is clearly not in the photo.

So, this photo is......

Oblique Zhou Qichuan glanced at it, and Song Zhiyuan sneered, "You dare to say that you didn't lie in the same bed with Su Wanwan that night?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Qichuan replied very sincerely, "I was supposed to rush back that night, but I drank too much and slept until noon before waking up. ”

His words, Song Zhiyuan did not believe it.

Because even if he and Su Wanguan really did something that night, she couldn't do anything.

Worrying about it will only add to your own troubles.

"It is said that men are the most likely to have sex after drinking, can you guarantee that you don't?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Huh!" Zhou Qichuan smiled, lowered his head and quickly dropped a kiss on her red lips, "If I really did something with Su Wanwan that night, would she still need to send you a P picture?" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

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