Not only Zhao Fuhe, but even Jie Bang on the side was stunned by this slap, because the Wen Zhixia he saw was light and polite, even the staff who cleaned Yulou Chun did not look condescending.

But now—

Zhao Fuhe curled up her palm, raised her palm resentfully, and wanted to hit it back, but she didn't dare to do it after looking at the sturdy Jie Bang and the results that would come after this slap.

As long as Wen Zhixia is still Mrs. Gu, as long as she still occupies a position in the eyes of her life, Zhao Fuhe will not be able to fight back.

"Bring her phone. Wen Zhixia said.

Jiebang glanced at Zhao Fuhe and noticed the bag in her hand, Zhao Fuhe protected the bag on his chest and stepped back: "It's all my stuff, what do you want to do?!"

Under Wen Zhixia's signal, Jiebang didn't hesitate too much, snatched the bag and took out the mobile phone inside.

Wen Zhixia turned the screen towards Zhao Fuhe, unlocked it with his face, and opened the album.

Seeing the photos of myself and Jiebang, the angle is ambiguous, and the picture is naturally easy to lead people to reverie.

Zhao Fuhe gritted his teeth: "Since you dare to do it yourself, don't be afraid of being photographed." ”

Wen Zhixia sat down: "Aren't you filming these just to show Gu Pingsheng? ”

Fulfill her?

"What do you mean?"

Wen Zhixia directly used her mobile phone to send the photo to Gu Pingsheng, and when the page that was successfully sent appeared, she raised her hand, ready to throw the phone out, but when she clicked on the chat page between the two people......

Maybe women are born with this kind of curiosity, even if they are as indifferent as Wen Zhixia, they will want to know what their husbands will talk about with other women.

It's like holding a Pandora's box in your hand, no matter how many people tell you that you can't open it, but the partial life is full of desire to snoop.

Wen Zhixia looked at the chat history, Zhao Fuhe was either coquettish, weak, or provocative...... From time to time, it reveals the ambiguous and demagogic angle of clothing and shooting.

There is no specific time pattern for the chats sent, but the photos are usually when Gu Pingsheng was with her.

Wen Zhixia looked at these photos, and suddenly wanted to ask Mr. Gu how he felt after watching them, what was the feeling in his heart when he looked at these photos of Xiao San when he was with his wife.

"When did you start talking to him?" Wen Zhixia began.

Zhao Fuhe saw what Wen Zhixia was looking at, so she had no reason to stop it, and even wished that Wen Zhixia would take a look at it more and see that the perfect relationship she thought was already festering and growing.

"When? Probably ...... When my senior first met me. Zhao Fuhe seems to have found a catharsis point, she has always been crushed by Wen Zhixia, but now she can poke her heart openly, "When I was entangled by a guest, it was the senior who took me away, he asked me if I wanted to follow him, and she took me to the apartment on Xiangshan Road that night......"

Zhao Fuhe looked at Wen Zhixia's sunken eyes, and smiled even more: "The senior is very gentle with me, and that kid ...... Didn't you always want to know who the baby I was pregnant with? I can tell you now, you guessed right...... The child is a senior, we did it three times that night, and then I got pregnant, but the senior still cares about your love for starting a business with him, and doesn't want to embarrass you, so he hasn't let me say it.

Everyone says that seniors love you, do you think the same? But actually? hahahaha...... Even if you are beautiful and smart and a strong woman in the shopping mall? After so many years, he should have been tired of looking at you all day long. You thought you would love your husband for the rest of your life, and now you're lying in my bed?!"

Wen Zhixia listened quietly, listening to the man who once said he loved her, and now let her bear the yelling of another woman at her, provoking their feelings.

Tell her that she has guarded her feelings for so many years, and now there is nothing left left.

Wen Zhixia raised her head, her pride did not make her have the habit of showing weakness in front of the enemy.

Jiebang listened quietly on the side, and then he understood, why Wen Zhixia had a husband who was so outstanding in all aspects, and he still came to Yulouchun to have fun, it turned out that there was a problem in the marriage.

"Do you think he likes you?" Wen Zhixia looked at Zhao Fuhe, who was smiling wantonly, and asked indifferently.

Zhao Fuhe: "Isn't it? I'm younger than you, I know men better than you, you know how ...... he is in bed."

"Since you think the person he likes is you, do you still need to take the trouble to imitate me?" Wen Zhixia stood up, pinched her chin with her fingers, and shook it from side to side, "Your makeup, this dress, this hairstyle...... Does it feel good to be a substitute?"

Her mocking tone made Zhao Fuhe's eyes flash with a hideous color, but the next second she slowly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Yes, I just imitate you, I just want to prove that you Wen Zhixia is not so special that it is irreplaceable." But there's one thing you're wrong about, who says alternatives can't one day become genuine?"

Wen Zhixia narrowed his eyes, as if he had really seen the woman in front of him clearly today.

"And I'm not just trying to imitate you, but just before...... The senior likes you like this, so I simply cater to his preferences. It turns out that it's not you that he likes, but this style, or this feeling, otherwise how would he sleep with me. Zhao Fuhe said with a smile.

"Only the jumping clown will be complacent about his copy, according to your logic, it is not easy to replace the original, and the latecomer wants to replace a substitute, isn't it simpler?

Before Zhao Fuhe tried to speak, Wen Zhixia raised her hand slightly to stop her from saying later, "But, since it is a man that other women meet, I don't have the habit of recycling garbage, you can take it if you like, as long as you can get Mr. Gu to sign the divorce agreement." ”

When Zhao Fuhe heard this, his eyelids jumped violently twice: "You want to divorce your senior?"

"You don't even know that, it seems...... Your senior Gu is not very serious about you. Wen Zhixia mocked, "I'm going to divorce him, but it's just ...... Mr. Gu refused, probably, your substitute has not yet been able to make him give up my qualification as a genuine product, Miss Zhao still has to use all the means to serve men in Junyue, otherwise when his novelty passes, maybe when the next substitute will appear. ”

In the face of her ridicule, Zhao Fuhe gritted her teeth: "You won't be complacent for too long." ”

Wen Zhixia chuckled lightly, and before she left, he said lightly: "There is one more thing I want to remind you, there is one last day, return the money, although I don't care about the little bit he spends on you, but I have never had the habit of feeding the dog with money." ”

Zhao Fuhe: "It was given to me by the senior, you have the ability to go directly to him and ask for it." ”

"That's not a problem...... After all, we are not divorced yet, and he has my share of all the money now, and I want to be the ones in your hands, and it is good to fund and fund beggars. Wen Zhixia lifted the corners of his lips and said.

"Ding-ding-"

Gu Pingsheng in the office saw the photo sent by "Zhao Fuhe", which was an intimate photo of Wen Zhixia and the male public relations in the gym.

He looked at the photo, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he picked up his coat and skimmed over Li Yueting, who came over, and walked outside.

It's just that when he came to Yulou Chun to catch the traitor, Wen Zhixia had already left.

Gu Pingsheng only saw Jiebang, Yulouchun is not without male guests, after all, the richer and more statusful people are, they like to play some special ones.

But when Gu Pingsheng bluntly said that he wanted to talk to Jiebang alone, the eyes of the other people who heard it couldn't help but have a little dark meaning in their eyes.

Gu Pingsheng put a check on the table, and Jie Bang looked at the amount on it, and even paused for breath.

Wen Zhixia didn't know about Gu Pingsheng's trip to Yulouchun, because she drove straight to No. 7 Street.

No. 7 Street is the place where Gu Pingsheng confessed to her back then.

The young man stood at the end of the long street, the gentle breeze raised his uninhibited eyebrows, and he picked up his mobile phone: "...... Little nerd, I like you. ”

With a "like", countless enlightening lights suddenly rose behind him, illuminating the sky behind him.

One by one, Kong Ming lanterns rise, forming a galaxy at night.

But no matter how bright the galaxy is, it is not as dazzling as the freshly dressed and angry young man in front of him, and those peach blossom eyes are flying wantonly, illuminating Wen Zhixia's entire youth.

He was obviously asking for a relationship, but he knelt down on one knee like a marriage proposal, his inky pupils were raised like a dark night, and a pair of peach blossom eyebrows and eyes showed warmth, "Promise me, I've been chasing you for several years." ”

"Good to you, just love you. He held out his hand to her, "I won't let you go except death." ”

Wen Zhixia walked slowly on No. 7 Street alone, he had walked so many times that he didn't feel that it was a long street, and today he revisited the old place, but it seemed that he couldn't reach the end.

How can it come to an end, you see that every store, every corner, every signboard, is a memory, the memory engraved in the mind, just one trigger, it will be like a flood to flood you.

Wen Zhixia didn't know how long he had been walking, but when he was near the end, his nose was a little sour.

She didn't actually show that she didn't care, she had never thought about the divorce from the moment she handed it over to Gu Pingsheng.

How can you believe that the teenager who loves her so much, after many years, can still say that he loves her and sleep with other women at the same time.

"Xia Xia—"

At the end of Seventh Street, someone was waving at her, and she hurriedly lifted her eyes to see that it was empty and empty.

Hotel.

Gu Pingsheng looked at the woman who was half kneeling beside his lap, and Zhao Fuhe showed his beaten face, "I didn't send the photo, I accidentally saw my senior sister with a man, and when she found out, she thought that I was following her, so she asked the man to take my mobile phone, sent you the photo, and said...... He also said that he wanted to divorce you, and said, said, said ......"

In the end, Zhao Fuhe's voice became smaller and smaller, not because she didn't want to continue chewing the root of her tongue, but because Gu Pingsheng clasped her neck with a gloomy face, "Zhao Fuhe, you still haven't listened to my words! I have already contacted the hospital, you are ready, don't play any tricks on me." ”