my mysterious boyfriend

Chapter 197 I Can't Divorce Her, I Have Responsibilities To Her
The baritone said as soon as he opened his mouth, "Lin Sisi, I'm Yang Xiong."

The last time I saw Yang Xiong was at Li Jing's house a month ago. After Yang Xiong went to Hong Kong to play, he bought a lot of ridiculously expensive clothes and toys for Xiao Niannian. He called Li Jing's sister-in-law , Shouting respectfully.He also clapped his chest and said that if Li Jing needs help with anything, he should talk to him at any time.

When he was chatting with Li Jing, I hugged Xiao Niannian and was amused, my gaze drifted to Yang Xiong's face indifferently, that face that I had never liked before, after years of polishing, suddenly became cute.

Because I found out that Yang Xiong really regards Chen Daowei as a brother, that's why he has been generous with money and time since Chen Daowei left, and often comes to see Chen Daowei's widow with large and small gifts and children.He is the one who really misses Chen Daowei.

However, even though Yang Xiong has become cute in my eyes, apart from the relationship between Li Jing and Xiao Niannian, I feel that Yang Xiong and I have nothing to do with each other at all, so he calls me now, I am really confused A click, I always feel that there is nothing good.

Smiling reluctantly into the microphone, I said, "Oh, Yang Xiong, what can you do for me?"

Yang Xiong also smiled and said: "Hey, it's nothing serious, I just want to tell you that brother Hui drank too much at my venue in Tangxia, Dongguan. If you are free, come and pick up someone. If you are not free, then I'll send Brother Hui back to you later when I'm done working."

This afternoon, Yu Minghui called home, saying that he had a social event at night and would not go home for dinner. I told him to drink less, and he agreed.

Now when Yang Xiong's call came, I knew that Yu Minghui really didn't drink too much this time, he was naturally drunk, that's why Yang Xiong took the initiative to call me.

The mood is really indescribable, I said: "Don't bother you, I will go to pick him up right away. Thank you."

Yang Xiong, who was in a hurry, said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you, you are welcome, Lin Sisi, you have helped Brother Chen take care of his sister-in-law's family. Dele, I have to go to work. Ever since Hu Datao's grandson was fired by me, the big and small I have to do all the broken things myself."

After I hung up the phone, I told Uncle Xian that I was going out for a while, and Uncle Xian told me to drive carefully and come back early.

When the car drove into that small road, for some reason, I suddenly remembered the reunion between Yu Minghui and I in a nightclub two years ago. He was driving me to this road.

It was hazy that night.

And time flies by.

In the midst of my thoughts, I parked the car in the parking lot of the nightclub and walked in slowly.

This place has been renovated, and it looks better than before, but it's still a bustling place, full of drunken people.I walked inside according to my previous memory, and after a short walk, I met Yang Xiong.

He also saw me, so he stepped up straight up and said politely: "Lin Sisi, brother Hui is in the box over here, I'll take you there, you pack his things, I'll help you Help it to the car."

I nodded to Yang Xiong and said, "Thank you."

Yang Xiong smiled, showing a row of neat teeth, and said: "Thank you, Brother Hui came to my shop to consume, that's for taking care of me, it should be, it should be."

While talking, Yang Xiong led me to a box door and pushed it open. I saw Yu Minghui squinting his eyes and lying on the sofa, holding a wine bottle in his hand.

I walked over, took off the wine bottle in his hand and put it aside, and took some paper towels to wipe his face. While I was wiping, I didn't care whether he could hear me or not, and I still babbled distressedly: "How do you drink so much?" Drunk, really."

Yu Minghui pressed my hand in a daze, and said with the strength of alcohol, "Don't touch me, I have a wife."

What he said made my heart feel better after being neglected during this period, and I continued to wipe him carefully until all the wine stains on his face were wiped clean.

Yang Xiong came over, he motioned to me, I stepped aside, and he set up Yu Minghui.

Yu Minghui was half a head taller than Yang Xiong. Although he was well-proportioned, he still had some weight. Yang Xiong strenuously strenuously walked out.

I looked at the coffee table, and there were Yu Minghui's wallet and mobile phone, so I picked them up.

After I walked out of the nightclub gate with Yu Minghui's cell phone and wallet, maybe when I came to the parking lot, the signal was better, or maybe it was such a coincidence, Yu Minghui's cell phone vibrated twice.

The screen lights up.

Someone sent him two WeChat messages.

It's not that I like to make a fuss, but Yu Minghui didn't use WeChat in the past. Just a while ago, he suddenly applied for one. I asked him to add me. He also said that it would be good if I had a phone call with him. Used to add customers.I'm not a person who particularly likes to get entangled in these small things, so let's just let it go.

Now, I subconsciously raised my wrist to look, it was almost twelve o'clock, this must not be a customer, since it is not a customer, who exactly sent Yu Minghui WeChat?

My heart, I don't know why, is like being dug a hole, and it suddenly becomes empty.

Pretending to be nonchalant, I put Yu Minghui's cell phone and wallet on the co-pilot's seat casually, thanked Yang Xiong again, and then drove slowly.

Yu Minghui was so drunk that he didn't have much consciousness, he was lying quietly on the back, extremely quiet.

And I didn't play music, the car was extremely quiet, and because of this, his mobile phone was leaning on the soft leather seat, and the vibration caused by someone sending a WeChat message seemed so shocking, knocking on my phone one after another. in the heart.

After returning downstairs, I put Yu Minghui's wallet, mobile phone and car keys into my trouser pocket. With difficulty, I moved him step by step into the elevator, and after the elevator stopped, I helped him move to the elevator. doorstep.

Afraid that the noise would wake up Uncle Xian and Xiao Huihui, I gritted my teeth, and with great effort, I dragged Yu Minghui into the bedroom and put him on the bed.

I went to close the bedroom door again, and then I went to the bathroom to get hot water and wet a towel, and brought it over to him to wipe it carefully.

His clothes also smelled of alcohol. I was thinking about taking off his clothes, but when I undid the first button, Yu Minghui murmured and pressed his hand on mine, and said vaguely: "I have a wife, Get lost, don't touch me."

After all, he was almost drunk, so how could I have enough strength, I quickly broke free from his hand, took off his clothes completely, and wiped him carefully.

By the time I washed and hung up the towel before coming out, Yu Minghui had already fallen into a deep sleep, those mutterings were completely gone, and there was only the sound of even breathing.

In this lonely and quiet night, following Yu Minghui's breathing, he was once again vibrated by the mobile phone I put on the bedside table with his wallet.

This time, I was really obsessed with ghosts, I made a decision almost within three seconds, that is, I went to see who it was, it was so late, so relentlessly sending a WeChat message to Yu Minghui .

Moving over, I groped and grabbed Yu Minghui's cell phone.

I know the password of his mobile phone, it's a simple four-digit number, 1314.

After pressing these numbers, the phone screen was quickly unlocked.

I took a deep breath, swiped my finger, and the main screen showed that it was the same person who sent six messages to Yu Minghui.

After hesitating for a while, finally, under the control of those heavy curiosity, I clicked on these few messages with trembling mobile phone.

The person who sent the message to Yu Minghui's online name was Xiaowei, and he used a very beautiful foreign celebrity as his profile picture.

What she sent was exactly the same.

Minghui, are you accompanying your wife?
Even through the screen, I can still smell the ambiguity emanating from this message, as well as the strong jealousy, which is sour, and quickly diffuses in the air, making my eyes blurred.

As if going crazy, I kept sliding my fingers upwards, and suddenly saw that just before eight o'clock tonight, Yu Minghui sent a message to this person whom I don't know.

Let me watch it, and it feels like the whole world has become lifeless.

"I've been busy lately," he said.

He said: "Life is like this, and there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things."

He also said: "I cannot divorce her, I have a responsibility to her."

I can't divorce her, I have a responsibility to her.

This sentence is like an explosive atomic bomb. It exploded quickly and exploded, destroying all the smiles that could be placed on my face. I sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, and then looked at the sleeping Yu Minghui, I think what I should do is to go to the bathroom immediately to bring a basin of water, pour it on his head, let him wake up, and talk to me clearly.

But, my whole body was limp, and I had no strength at all. I couldn't move to fetch water in the bathroom, and I didn't have the strength to grab Yu Minghui's ear to wake him up. I didn't even have the strength to cry.

What I did later turned out to be that I frantically checked the Moments of the woman named "Xiaowei", and I saw a photo in her Moments of two hands touching each other.

On one of the hands, there was a mole that couldn't be smaller.

I'm pretty sure that it was Yu Minghui's hand.

Looking at the date again, on that day, Yu Minghui told me that he was going to accompany a client, and he couldn't go home to eat with us.That night, he didn't come back until almost one o'clock in the morning.As for why I remember it so clearly, it was because there was lightning and thunder that night, and he hadn’t come home yet. I was so worried that I couldn’t fall asleep, so I sent him a message asking what time he would return, and he replied with a few words: " Just wait and go back."

I was melancholy for a long time.

I completely lost my strength.

The mobile phone in my hand fell down and hit my feet. The pain spread from my feet all the way to my heart.

It was as if someone took a kitchen knife and cut it hard in my heart no less than a thousand times, and then recalled that when I touched Yu Minghui just now, he muttered something telling me not to touch him, that he had a wife, etc. The most contradictory and heartbreaking joke I've ever heard.

At this moment, Yu Minghui's cell phone rang.

The number of this call was marked as "bad guy" by him.

There is really a sad color of comedy.

I stared at these two "bad guys" who seemed to be laughing at me mockingly. I wanted to cut off the call, but accidentally touched the answering interface with my hand.

A female voice came over.

This familiar female voice made me feel like I was struck by lightning, and my whole brain was buzzing.

(End of this chapter)