She grabbed her phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. When I picked it up, I realized that it was my husband's driver, and the driver said that Director Zhang was drunk and was downstairs now, and asked her if she could go down to pick it up? Hearing this, Hua Xingcan didn't say a word, put down his mobile phone, picked up the key to the house, closed the door and went downstairs.

The driver was helping Zhang Yang, who was drunk, and with the assistance of the driver, he finally helped Zhang Yang into the house. As soon as he lay down on the sofa, Zhang Yang drank too much, he couldn't help it, and he opened his mouth to vomit "wow-", vomiting all over his clothes, sofa, and floor, and emitting a foul smell. Hua Xingcan hurriedly found tissues and towels to clean up the mess.

"How many times have I told you to drink less and drink less, but you just don't listen, I see what you should do if you drink badly?" Hua Xingcan held back the stench and cleaned up the mess, while blaming her husband distressedly. And Zhang Yang is like a dead pig who doesn't know anything.

Zhang Yang's pants were also covered with a lot of dirt, and Hua Xingcan had to untie her husband's belt and take off his pants. She wanted to help her husband into the bathtub to take a shower, but she glanced at her husband, who was snoring loudly for a moment, and thought it would be better to wait until he woke up, so she found a blanket to cover him. The driver had already left, and it was too difficult to move her tall and fat husband to bed alone, so Hua Xingcan covered her husband with a blanket and had to let him sleep on the sofa for one night.

"Woo-" Hua Xingcan had just walked up to the living balcony with her husband's pants and was about to throw them into the washing machine to wash her pants, when suddenly, a short whining sound came from her trouser pocket.

Hua Xingcan was stunned, looked down carefully, and found that her husband's mobile phone was in her trouser pocket.

"I almost threw my phone in the washing machine." Hua Xingcan blamed himself for his carelessness and took out his mobile phone. This is a domestic brand of mobile phone, and it is also a mobile phone that she has never seen before. She was stunned, no, her husband's mobile phone is obviously another brand, when did he change his mobile phone?

Hua Xingcan took the mobile phone out of his trouser pocket suspiciously, turned around and walked back to the living room, her husband was still asleep, and on the coffee table next to the sofa, there was another mobile phone of her husband.

"Strange, when did he have two mobile phones? Why don't I know? When thinking like this, Hua Xingcan felt that there seemed to be something strange behind this. She quietly turned around and walked into the bedroom, opened the mobile phone she had just taken out of her trouser pocket, and looked down to see that the "woo" sound just now was triggered by a mobile phone text message. On the screen of the mobile phone, a text message from a person named "Hongmei" reads: "Dear, are you home?" Sleep well at night, but don't catch a cold again! ”

Looking at this text message, Hua Xingcan's heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

Who is "Red Plum"?

She turned on her mobile phone and checked it carefully, in the mobile phone call record, there was only one person, "Hongmei", from the perspective of call frequency, she had to talk every day, from the perspective of call duration, the length was more than 20 minutes, and the short was more than ten seconds; In the mobile phone address book, there is no one else except "Hongmei".

It turns out that this is a phone specially equipped for Hongmei.

At that moment, the self-esteem of women was greatly hurt and insulted. He actually carried himself behind his back and quietly bought a second mobile phone, and this mobile phone turned out to be the exclusive property of another woman! There must be a ghost behind this, and if there is no ghost, why does he need to buy another mobile phone?