Chapter 353

Shen Ya changed her clothes and wore a hat on her head, so that the taxi driver kept close to the black car. When she did this for the first time, her heart beat a little faster and felt like a thief.

The car drove faster and faster, and there were fewer and fewer cars on the road. Shen Ya looked out of the window. This is the way to the suburbs.

It's so late. What's he doing in the suburbs?

She had some doubts in her heart, but she still stared at the car. Finally, the car stopped in front of the villa.

Shenya quickly asked the driver to park the car farther.

Chen Haoyu got out of the car and went to the villa. Lin Nanqiao came to open the door. When Yu Guang noticed that there was something wrong with the taxi parked, the corners of his mouth slowly showed a meaningful smile.

Men and women are often different in intuition. Men are slow in reaction and perception, while women are extremely sensitive.

He deliberately didn't close the door of the villa, leaving a gap. Lin Nanqiao's body wound around him like a snake.

She was very warm and kissed him deeply on the lips. Delicious dishes, red wine, steak and cake had been arranged on the long table in the living room.

At a distance, Shen YaKan could only see the back of a woman. As for what a woman looked like, she didn't see it clearly.

After paying the taxi driver, she got out of the car, walked forward with a beating heart, and stood in front of the villa.

The door is unlocked and has a gap. As long as you push it open, you can go in.

She knew that it was wrong and wrong to do so. It was also impolite and had no self-cultivation.

But she couldn't control her heart. There was no way to make it not curious, not beating, turning around and leaving. These couldn't be done.

Taking a deep breath, she thought that if they were really talking about work, she would apologize for her reckless behavior.

Having made up his mind, Shen Ya's heart calmed down, stretched out his hand, gently pushed open the door of the villa and stepped in.

On the Milky sofa in the living room, Lin Nanqiao sat on Chen Haoyu's lap, holding a red wine cup in his hand, shaking gently, and the slender lotus root arm was around his neck.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Shen Ya's hand dropped on his side was unconsciously tightened, and his mind was blank.

What is pain, what is pain, and what is anger?

The sharp needle stabbed her one by one, making her pores tremble, her body tight and trembling. The dense pain spread all over her body, making her a little out of breath and more in pain.

Lin Nan Qiao Yu Guang tilted and pretended to be surprised and frightened. His soft and beautiful voice changed tone: "sister Shenya..."

Chen Haoyu turned his back to Shen Ya, so he didn't see it. He thought Lin Nanqiao was just joking. He gently kneaded her hip and joked: "now it's getting more and more naughty..."

His face was as gray as death. In an instant, it seemed that all the blood on his body had been pumped out. His face was white, which made people feel a little frightened. Shen Ya was numb and bit the lip flap, which seemed to be bleeding.

She took the basin of cold water beside her, walked over, pushed Lin Nanqiao to the ground, and then the basin of water poured down from Chen Haoyu's head.

Chen Haoyu's body stiffened, slowly turned back, and then faced Shenya's four eyes.

He was all wet and the water was flowing down. They had no words and kept an unspeakable silence. Lin Nanqiao fell to the ground.

The basin smashed Chen Haoyu's face mercilessly, and he didn't avoid it. His forehead immediately swelled up.

Lin Nan Qiao felt hurt and looked at Shen Ya angrily: "do you need to be so cruel to him?"

"Give me another fucking word!" Shenya turned to Lin Nanqiao, looked at her with a grim look, then casually picked up one side of the glass and hit Chen Haoyu again. It just hit his hand and blood flowed down.

Chen Haoyu had no words from beginning to end. At this time, whatever he said is superfluous.

The glass splashed across his forehead and scratched several scars. Blood came out. He was still silent, and some of it scratched Lin Nanqiao's cheek and scratched blood.

No one will know Shenya's mood at this time. She has followed him for seven years and believed him for seven years. No one can think of that kind of trust and loyalty.

Even if men all over the world cheat, she believes he won't be such a man, except for that drunkenness.

She walked through the university with him and spent many years together. He was her first man and her first boyfriend.

The relationship between them is very good, and there is no friction at ordinary times. Just like the love seven years ago, she didn't expect that he had a woman behind her back!

How deep is love and trust, how deep is despair and anger at this time. She walked up to him, raised her hand and slapped him hard, first with her left hand and then with her right hand. She slapped him in the face in turn.

Her heart was like being torn by someone. She tore several holes, and sprinkled handfuls of salt on the wound. The severe corrosion made her flesh and blood gush.

Lin Nanqiao thought she was crazy, but Chen Haoyu didn't resist and let Shen Ya's behavior make her more uncomfortable.

What kind of man is Chen Haoyu? When is it her turn to slap him in the face?

When she walked over, she stared at Shen Ya. Before she could speak, Shen Ya had slapped her twice, pushed her hard with both hands, and threw her to the ground. She had a headache, which made her face a little blue, and her stomach just hit the edge of the tea table, with bursts of abdominal pain.

The fierce pain and anger running up and down made Shen Ya's eyes red. At present, she had only one idea in her heart, that is to kill Chen Haoyu!

"Let's go back and talk." Chen Haoyu finally said something. She held her wrist in her big hand. She was about to have fetal Qi.

"Let go!" Shenya's Scarlet eyes did not hide her disgust and deep hatred!

The disgust and hatred were so deep that she didn't hide it at all. Now even if he moved her, she felt so dirty!

"We'll talk when we get back!" Chen Haoyu's strength in holding her hand increased.

"Let go!" she spit out two words again coldly, and her voice was as cold as the winter day in the twelfth lunar month.

Chen Haoyu still refused to let go, and Shen Ya was impolite. He raised his left hand that fell on his side and slapped it again with all his strength.

With great strength, Chen Haoyu's face has been printed with five red fingerprints, and her hands are numb and unconscious.

This time, Chen Haoyu let her go. The atmosphere in the villa was tense and suffocating. It seemed that people were going to die here.