The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Mu Yiyi looked at him, the voices of his mistress, and those extremely bad words, knocked her already cracked heart into pieces.

She seemed to have heard those broken voices, and seemed to have seen the blood stains on those fragments.

She didn't want to cry, because she had cried too much since the day she knelt at his feet, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

She swallowed hard, trying to swallow the tears that were desperately about to come out of her eyes.

"When I came out of the private room of the clubhouse, I accidentally bumped into the waiter, and the tea spilled on me, and I just took a shower. It's not what you said, it's not what you think!" She held back her tears, still suppressing her voice explain. [

"Didn't you say you were at home all the time? Why did you go to the club again? You can do it! You have learned how to buy passers. How much did you give the waiter to help you speak?"

Mu Yiyi looked at him sadly: "I said before, I'm a human being, I have feelings, and it hurts even if I hurt my heart!"

"You also know the pain?" Lei Yufeng asked back with a heartache.

What is pain?

The pain is that there is obviously a woman by my side, but my whole body and mind are full of longing for her!

What is pain?

The pain is the entanglement and depression when you are afraid that you really have something with other women, and you can't face her!

What is pain?

The pain is to protect her from being injured, and to take out the bullet without anesthesia!

What is pain?

Pain is the lonely struggle in the basement when the virus strikes!

However, these are nothing compared to, when she wanted to see her, she was beside other men!

It's even worse than when she is his life and death, but he doesn't know when he will lose everything about her!

That kind of pain is the most fatal and direct injury to him!

"What? Don't you dare to speak? Is a woman like you worthy of playing tricks in front of me?" Seeing that she was silent, he, whose heart was already overwhelmed with pain, asked mockingly.

Mu Yiyi turned her head away, and tears dripped onto the bed sheet: "You only believe what you think in your heart, and it's useless for me to say anything. Whether it's a lie or the truth, if you don't believe me, then there's no need to say it!"

Lei Yufeng snorted softly in his nose, and rubbed his big palms on her skin unscrupulously, as if to erase something, or to disinfect her.

"Mu Yiyi, you are so dirty!"

Mu Yiyi's eyes glistened with tears, and she stubbornly met his disgusted gaze: "Lei Yufeng, if I get dirty, will you be clean? There are so few women you've ever slept with. In my eyes, you are a stallion, a disgusting stallion!" [

Lei Yufeng raised his hand and wanted to slap her, but because he remembered the last time he couldn't help slapping her, he couldn't slap her this time.

He suppressed his anger, withdrew his hand in frustration, and looked at her bitterly.

He had indeed had many women before, but since having her, he has never touched another woman.

Including Qin Yueyue's time, until now he still doesn't believe that he really touched her.

When the feeling of aggrieved only for admiration came to his heart, Lei Yufeng's face turned ashen, and sparks appeared in his eyes.

He took out a few photos from his suit pocket and slammed them on her face: "I'm a stallion? Then what are you? A saint?"

Mu Yiyi's body trembled, and her face hurt a little. She picked up the photo, which showed her and Han Zhenyu in the private room of the club.