One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Two Meeting and Enmity (Part 3)

At that moment, the whole person was like being struck by lightning. The whole body was shaking violently.

When she came back to her senses, her face was already cold. Tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, and she couldn't hold them back at all.

As if she had touched bacteria, she threw the box of condoms back again, and with a "pop", she slammed the locker shut.

This was what he used with other women!

He was actually ready in the car at any time!

Did he and those women also have sex in this car?

How many women have sat in this seat where she was sitting now over the years?

The pain she felt for his philandering was far from being as impactful as it was at this moment. Until this moment, looking at these condoms, she felt that her heart was like being smashed to the ground, cruelly trampled on by countless feet, and crushed to pieces. Her chest hurt so much that she felt like she couldn't breathe and would die at any time.

She was extremely uncomfortable, covering her chest with one hand and pushing open the car door with the other. Her heart hurt so much that she had no strength left, and she fell out of the car like a sack.

She was in a panic and in a mess.

The sound of a person falling to the ground made Tang Jifeng's chest tighten. He almost immediately threw the extinguished cigarette butt into the trash can and leaned over to help her, "Why are you so drunk?"

"Don't touch me!"

Ye Lan was very emotional. As soon as Tang Jifeng touched her, she pushed his hand out frantically. She pushed him away with a hoarse voice, "I don't want you to touch me!"

Tang Jifeng was shocked.

Her hand froze in the air and didn't move. Her resistance and disgust were obvious.

Ye Lan supported herself on the ground and wanted to get up. However, she didn't know whether she was really too drunk or the heartache she felt just now took away all the strength in her body. She tried twice but couldn't get up. Suddenly, she lay on the ground and cried like a child who had suffered a great injustice. It was as if she was using alcohol to vent the sadness and sorrow that had been suppressed in her heart for more than four years.

Tang Jifeng stood there with a stern face, not knowing who her sorrow came from, but he knew very well that it could not come from him.

He began to be jealous again.

Jealous of someone who

could control her emotions like this.

He bent over and clasped his hands around her waist. As soon as he came over, Ye Lan was like being electrocuted, crying and pushing him: "Don't touch me, I hate you now... I hate you so much..."

How could he do this? How could he let her see these things he had sex with other women? !

Before she saw it, she could still lie to herself and comfort herself by saying that maybe he was like her, seemingly lingering in the flowers, but in fact still keeping himself clean. However, after seeing it, it was like being whipped by someone, and even her self-consolation could no longer stand.

His facial lines were tight, and his brows were cold. However, no matter how she pushed and refused, he did not retreat again, but clasped her arms tightly and helped her stand up.

Ye Lan stood up straight, brushed his hand away, and tried to walk away from him. Tang Jifeng was 100% patient. When she passed by him, he grabbed her elbow and pulled her back.

He was very strong, and she was pulled over, and her steps were unsteady and she fell into his arms. She struggled immediately, but Tang Jifeng tightened his arms and held her, staring at her coldly, "Ye Lan, I don't care which man you are going crazy for in front of me now, and I don't want to care who you love so much, but listen to me, since I brought you out tonight, I must send you home! You have to be smart, don't make trouble anymore!"

She laughed.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Of course you don't care who I love to death... You have no right to care! You are not mine!"

Tang Jifeng's breathing became heavier and he stuffed her back into the car.

Ye Lan cried even harder, not knowing whether she was still conscious or not. She just closed her eyes, curled up into a ball, and murmured painfully: "You are not mine... You have never been mine... Never..."

So, he didn't care who she loved or how many boyfriends she had!

But she was stupidly stubborn for many years...

The broken murmurs were like blades, pulling on Tang Jifeng's heart, pulling out bloody wounds.

Yes~

He has never been hers.

Being a brother, there is no blood relationship.

Being a lover, it was not enough. Now, it is no longer possible...

Tang Jifeng didn't stop, locked the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out. She was beside him, crying for a long time, until she fell asleep later, and then gradually calmed down. However, the frowning brows were always tightly twisted, never relaxed, and the corners of the eyes were always wet.

Is she heartbroken?

In the heart, there is a bitterness.

I really want to see what kind of man can make her cry like this...

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A little after 9 o'clock in the morning.

Ye Lan woke up in a daze, with a terrible headache. She sat on the bed and rubbed her forehead for a long time, and the pain was slightly relieved. She looked around and realized where she was at the moment.

She returned to her room.

She still remembered that Tang Jifeng sent her back last night...

When she thought of him, she thought of the small box in the locker in the car, and her nose felt sour again. It is said that people lose their memories when they are drunk, but why... why does she still remember that thing so clearly? She would rather forget it! If she forgets it, she will not be tortured.

Ye Lan was in a daze on the bed for a long time, suppressing the soreness and swelling, and reached under the pillow to feel for her phone.

She and Qiu Qiu had an appointment to meet today, and they had to set a specific time.

She felt for a long time, but couldn't find it. She turned over and got out of bed and looked everywhere. She looked everywhere, but couldn't find it.

"Housekeeper!" Ye Lan opened the door and called someone.

"Second Miss, are you awake?" The housekeeper greeted, "The master and his wife have gone to Zhongshan to pay their respects to the old master and his wife. Seeing that you were drunk, I didn't wake you up."

Ye Lan said "hmm" and asked, "Where is my bag? I took the handbag in my hand last night. Did you see it?"

"Handbag?" The housekeeper thought carefully, "Second Miss, you didn't see the handbag when you got home last night. Did you forget it somewhere?"

Where else could you forget it?

Probably in Tang Jifeng's car.

Ye Lan thought about it and turned back to her room. After sitting on the bed for a while, she slowly picked up the phone on the bedside. When she pressed the number, Ye Lan's fingers felt numb. How long has it been since she dialed these numbers?

She thought she had forgotten it long ago. However, when she pressed it, she found that the number was like it was printed in her bones and difficult to peel off.

Don't dislike my slowness. I update 3 times every day without fail, but it is 6,000 words, which is equivalent to 6 updates for others.