Once some things start, they can’t be recovered. Sometimes they think: What’s the difference between one wrong step or two wrong steps?

Wen Wen looked at the door from time to time, then lowered her head, her fingertips were still trembling, and more than twenty missed calls and more than a dozen unread text messages, and a "despicable" thought popped up in her mind...

She deleted it, and she wanted to delete all these records.

She even despised this behavior in her heart, which was too selfish, but love was selfish, and she still loved Qiao Yi. Is this wrong? What's more, the relationship between Qiao Yi and Shen Yanqing itself has cracks...

All the reasons are just excuses. People always like to find a way for themselves before making mistakes, so that they will feel better at least.

Wen Wen was really jealous this time. The most jealous thing was that Qiao Yi was willing to hand over his body to another woman. The relationship that he and Qiao Yi had not broken was broken by Chen Yanqing. Every ambiguous text message was like a knife, stabbing into Wen Wen's heart.

Qiao Yi simply rushed over the blood on her body and changed into a clean white T-shirt. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Wen Wen look panicked. The phone in her hand slid directly onto the floor, making a muffled sound...

It can be seen that she was crying and her eyes were red and swollen.

The two of them went to pick up the mobile phones on the ground almost at the same time, and Qiao Yi was still one step faster. "Are you looking at my mobile phone?!" Anyone's first feeling was the displeasure caused by being spying, and Qiao Yi was no exception...

The screen is still stuck in the selection interface of "Whether to delete this record".

"Xiao Yi, listen to my explanation..."

It was all Chen Yanqing's text messages and her missed calls. Qiao Yi then remembered that she had made an appointment to meet Shen Yanqing in the company before.

The latest text message was half an hour ago.

——I’m waiting for you in the office. If you don’t come, I’ll keep waiting.

But the latest call record was ten minutes ago.

It was clearly displayed on the screen that there was a five-minute call record with Chen Yanqing ten minutes ago.

A moment of brain blankness, Qiao Yi's face turned pale, Wen Wen even felt the depression on the eve of the storm, and she was panicked, shaking her head and murmured, "Xiao Yi, listen to my explanation..."

I repeatedly emphasized that when I listen to my explanation, I didn’t know how to explain it.

"What did you... say to her..."

Qiao Yi asked coldly, Wen Wen's abnormal behavior made her feel that this was not an ordinary five-minute call.

"...I said it's not convenient for you to answer the phone, so I asked her to go later..."

Before Wen Wen could finish her speech, Qiao Yi asked her in a stronger tone: "...What is the point of deleting records? What qualifications do you have to spy on my **?"

"I just care about you, Xiao Yi...I have no other intentions..."

"Is it just that I care about it?"

There was once a person who gave all your money for her, but in the end he was hurt and covered in bruises. It was false to say that he didn't hate him. The resentment that Qiao Yi had accumulated in his heart for many years finally broke out. Wen Wen's pitifulness at this time could not arouse any sympathy for her, but she just felt it was ridiculous.

"When I am the most vulnerable, confused, helpless, and most need you the most, where are you? You held a wedding in Los Angeles in a grand manner. We made an appointment with everything, but in the end I was deceived by you like a fool! Wen Wen, it was your own choice to give up our feelings..."

"You have gained both fame and fortune. You feel that you are unhappy and start to think of me again. Is this interesting? You said you are willing to give up everything for me now, but I don't want it because you are not worth it!"

How decisive a sentence is not worth saying.

Qiao Yi is really no longer Qiao Yi of the past. People will indeed change. Wen Wen thought that their passionate love would have room to recover, but after calming down, I realized that it is still possible?

"Is Chen Yanqing worth it?"

He still kept the peeping ** on his lips. This time, Qiao Yi was extremely disappointed with Wen Wen, gritted his teeth, and after a long time he squeezed out a sentence, "You are not qualified to know."

Qiao Yi no longer wanted to stay in this room, and she didn't care about Wen Wen's attempt to keep her. All she could do was this.

"Xiao Yi, I'm sorry..."

Qiao Yi stopped but did not look back, "Not all sorry is useful."

"sorry……"

"I told her that I am your girlfriend, and I told her not to bother you again in the future..."

"sorry……"

After saying this, Wen Wen felt more comfortable. She had been hurting Qiao Yi with her selfishness. This was the case five years ago, and now it is the case.

Whether Qiao Yi hates her or blames her, there is still a difference between one or two mistakes. She doesn't want to continue making mistakes.

Qiao Yi stopped a taxi, and when she arrived at the company, she was already empty. At this time, her heart was also empty.

What would Chen Yanqing think? This is a misunderstanding that will become darker and darker as you describe it...

Chen Yanqing got drunk again that night.

...Girlfriend...Don't bother Qiao Yi's current life...

She is really not good at feelings.

When the two met again in the company, they were both very haggard. Qiao Yi saw Chen Yanqing and Mi Lan whispering each other when they were having a meeting, and their posture was very intimate.

The rumors about Chen Yanqing and Mi Lan were circulating in the company. Chen Yanqing has always been an insulator of scandals, but this time he did not come forward to make an official clarification.

This was probably the most sluggish period in Qiao Yi's life. Smoking, drinking and going to a nightclub, it felt like the sky was falling, which made her breathless. She had never been so desperate when she broke up with Wen Wen.

Neither she nor Shen Yanqing took the initiative to contact each other.

Qiao Yi felt like she was crazy. She looked at her face under the dazzling lights, and she was full of Chen Yanqing, smiling at her.

I looked up and had another glass of wine. Even drunkenness could not numb myself. The whole world was filled with Chen Yanqing.

"Stop drinking."

Qiao Yi felt soft and was helped from the bar to the locker in the corner. When she looked at her sideways, she was dimly Chen Yanqing's face.

"It's you..."

Qiao Yi hugged her, without saying anything, accompanied by the noisy rock music, kissed her lips. The higher the music, the deeper she kissed her.

Confused emotions, uncontrollable emotions, unbreakable, unbreakable,

I want to release all my feelings with my lips and tongue, and sweep my soft tongue over the other person's mouth over and over, arousing the other person's equally soft place to entangle. Fortunately, the other person's response is also hot enough.

After kissing her tongue, Qiao Yi gradually became less powerful. She bit her neck in a daze, "Chen Yanqing, I love you."

Yan Fan went out to answer a call, but when he came back, he couldn't find Qiao Yi's figure. After walking around, he finally found her in a corner and fell asleep drunk.

"Jojo, wake up, I'll take you home."

Qiao Yi half opened his eyes, took the initiative to hook Yan Fan's neck with his hand, hugged him, and leaned over to smell it. His current state was clearer than before, but it was not much better.

When he found out that it was not Chen Yanqing, he pushed Yan Fan away, "What about Chen Yanqing?"

Yan Fan was a little flattered by Qiao Yi's intimate behavior, but he was immediately pushed away. Chen Yanqing? Could it be that his sister is here too?

"You're drunk, I'll take you home."

Qiao Yi didn't let him help, "I don't want you, I want Chen Yanqing! Go away... go away..."

Yan Fan wondered when did Qiao Yi and Shen Yanqing get so close?

"Chen Yanqing, where are you..."

"Chen Yanqing... come out for me..."

Qiao Yi thought of Chen Yanqing's name like a demon. She was as soft as a pool of mud and refused to leave. Yan Fan's head was too big. It was really hard to mess with a woman who was drunk.

"Sister, where are you?"

“Where can you be at home.”

"Are you at home?!"

"What's wrong?"

"Qiao Yi is drunk in the bar, sister, come here!"

"She's drunk, what does it have to do with me?"
Chapter completed!