Seeing that Huang Zhen didn't say anything, Qi Yue didn't want to press him anymore.
Holding the bag calmly, he said calmly: "No matter what the reason is for me to be here with you, thank you.
I haven't gone back all night.
It's time for my husband to worry."
She didn't want to mention Gong Jue, but she knew her current identity very well, and she was also reminding Huang Zhen that she was married and it was impossible for them to do so.
After saying that, he walked past him.
Huang Zhen held his hands tightly and looked ugly.
"Are you so eager to draw a clear line with me?"
He held her hand behind his back.
Qiyue felt dizzy again after being pulled by him like this.
She tried to stand firm and looked back into his eyes: "There is nothing that needs to be drawn between us.
It was clear from the beginning."
"I have always loved you, and it is impossible for you not to be without me in your heart.
Do you really love your husband?
Even so, does he love you?
Why didn't you go back day and night?
He didn't even call you.
Qiyue, you Have you seen clearly that you don’t love him at all in this marriage?”
It was rare for Huang Yan to speak to her in such a loud tone, and he was very excited inside.
When someone told him that Ye Zhen had someone take her to the hotel and destroy her, he had never been so nervous and angry.
He was nervous about her, wondering if she would really be destroyed if that person didn't tell him.
What he was angry about was that he almost killed her because of himself.
When he picked her up, he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms or possess her fiercely, but he didn't.
Many years have passed between them, and their feelings may be slowly changing.
Being too hasty will only make them go further and further away.
Facing his excitement, Qi Yue was very calm.
She closed her eyes, her body was really in bad shape, as if she would fall down at any time, and her feet seemed unable to reach the ground at all.
"Whether I love him or not, whether he loves me or not, does not affect our marriage.
Huang Zhen, we are no longer ten years old.
We all have our own lifestyles.
How we choose is no longer so important. , the important thing is that we have chosen.”
She said this calmly and calmly.
Do twenty-six-year-olds still want to talk about love as lightly as sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girls and boys?
In marriage, how many couples who truly have love are just their once vigorous love, which has turned into a love affair under the ravages of time.
It's just as calm as water and the indispensable family love.
She doesn't love Gong Jue, but she is still married.
No matter what, it is not suitable to fall in love with another man.
Huang Zhu shook his head in despair: "No, you can choose to start over.
I love you and it has never faded.
Even if you get married, I am willing to wait.
Waiting for you to marry me."
When the love reached the depths, he held She hugged him and held him tightly.
Qiyue didn't move, she didn't have the strength to struggle.
She leaned against him quietly and murmured: "Huang Zhen, we missed it and we can never go back."
How many couples can afford to wait for love, but after a long time and no longer together, they will become different.
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The door was opened, and Ye Zhen stared blankly at the two people hugging each other at the door of the bedroom.
The bag she was holding fell to the ground.
Why, why is she here?
Shouldn't she be severely ravaged and trampled by those men?
"You bitch, why are you still here?"
Ye Zhen rushed forward, pulled Qi Yue hard, and threw her away.
Qiyue's body was already very weak.
She threw it so hard that she hit the wall.
A chill ran down the whole person's spine, and cold sweat broke out, dripping down his cheeks and onto the floor
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