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Name:Wife's Lover Author:
CHAPTER 103 - Wishing to reunite with you

"Zhou Jin?" I abruptly turned my head to look at the person who was holding onto my wrist, but after drinking so much just now, I couldn't clearly see the person in front of me. I was a little angry, and I tiptoed over to look at him.

"Zhou Jin …" My voice choked a little.

"Enough." The man holding my arm said, his voice in my ear, I'm sure this is Zhou Jin.

"Zhou Jin." At this moment, I wanted to say a lot of words, but I didn't know why, but all of my words were stuck in my throat. I couldn't utter a single word, so I just kept on calling out his name.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man that was hit by me climbed up from the ground with much difficulty and pointed at Zhou Jin as he spoke.

Zhou Jin glanced at him and then took me in his arms. I rested my head on his shoulder and smelled the faint scent of tobacco.

I rubbed my face against his shoulder and felt very comfortable. I put my arms around him.

I'm free now.

At least not as a married woman.

I heard Zhou Jin say to the middle-aged man, "Get lost, I saw what you did just now."

"Who are you!" The middle-aged man was still unwilling to admit defeat. "I, your father, will sue you."

At this moment, the bodyguards standing behind Zhou Jin had arrived. I saw them drag the middle-aged man out of the bar.

I closed my eyes, unwilling to leave him. Alcohol made me impudent.

Even if it's just an illusion, let me indulge in this perfect dream.

"Zhou Jin, are you ready?" I asked softly, "Do you remember me? If you don't remember me, then let's get to know each other again.

I clung to him, unable to remember how I had got back to the room. The whole world was upside down for a drunk like me, and only the man I was holding on to was real.

"Zhou Jin, Zhou Jin, why aren't you saying anything?" I leaned against the door and put my hand on his chest. "Are you still blaming me?"

I looked up at him. The darkness and drunkenness of the room made it hard to see his face, but I knew it must be him.

The cold moonlight shined on the floor, as though it was looking at a foolish and laughable me.

I stand on tiptoe and press my lips together, my hands trying to remove my skirt.

He did not move, just like a puppet.

I longed for his body. I hoped that he would respond to me with the same enthusiasm as before and hug me tightly.

But he didn't. He just pushed me away, and I felt my bare back against the cold door, and I heard him say in a cold, mocking voice, "You're still so mean."

I heard his words, frozen in place, like a bucket of cold water.

I slightly lowered my head. Not only was it due to the influence of the alcohol, I was also feeling guilty towards him for all these years. I still remembered that he committed suicide for me.

I smiled and put my arms around his neck. I said, "Yes, that's what I am." I tried again to kiss his lips.

This time he didn't push me away. I was hugged tightly, and he roughly pressed me against the door and roughly entered my body.

I tightly clenched my teeth. Not only did the alcohol not make me feel any pain, it even made me feel a bit happy.

"Please use more strength." I struggled to say.

His hand touched my skin, and the cold made me shiver, but I was lost in it.

I lay on the bed and let him be rude to me, and I couldn't help licking the sweat or tears off his skin.

Finally, I fell asleep exhausted.

When I woke up again, I was in my bed in the bedroom.

Outside the window it was already very bright, and the hangover was giving me a headache. I rubbed my temples and propped myself up on the bed.

I began to think back to last night. I had no idea how I got home.

I looked down at my skin, which was still green and red, to prove that what had happened last night was not an illusion.

"Zhou Jin …" "I'm back." It occurred to me that I closed my eyes and tried to remember the face of the man I had slept with last night, but it was a blur, and I knew in my heart that he must be Zhou Jin.

Unfortunately, I do not know how to contact last week's brocade.

I got out of bed after a while, because I had something important to do today, and I swore I would never let myself go again.

I walked out of the bedroom to the dining table. The breakfast on the table was already cold, and I knew that Zhou Jin had left them.

I changed into my pants and went out of the house with my backpack on my back. I went to the place that Ye He had written on her resume.

Her house was in the Old Town, and it would take about an hour to get there.

I stood in front of her house and looked up. It was an old villa, built by foreigners who had occupied it, and it was in ruins.

I know that this kind of house is usually shared by several families, I don't know which house Ye He lives in.

I saw an old granny sitting at the entrance of the villa enjoying the cool air with a large fan in her hand, so I asked, "Grandma, is there a person called Ye He here?"

Grandma looked me up and down, then pointed inside and said, "She lives here." However, she immediately asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"I'm her boss, come over to see her." I said, hiding my real purpose.

"Oh, oh." The mother-in-law agreed and then continued leaning against the door to catch the cold. She said, "She's not here right now."

"When will she be back?" I asked Grandma.

"I don't know, she hasn't been back in a long time."

I simply sat on a chair on the other side of the table. I looked at my mother-in-law and asked, "How is Ye He's family?"

The mother-in-law looked at me with her cloudy eyes and sighed. "She's not easy."

"What do her parents do?" I asked my mother-in-law.

"Her parents work in the nursing home." The mother-in-law said, "That's dirty, you still have to pee for the old man tonight."

I nodded and didn't ask any further.

I sat at the door and waited for Ye He to return home. When it was completely dark, I didn't even see the shadow of Ye He when the old granny went home to rest, and I didn't even meet Ye He's family. When my entire body was bitten by mosquitoes to the eighth bag, I decided to come back tomorrow.

Early the next morning, I went to guard Ye He's house. I knew that this method was a little foolish, but I could not find any other method for now. There is still no news from Li Han's side, even if there is, it would be better than Ye He telling me directly.

I bought a bag of oranges and peanuts and sat on the chair by the door to eat with the old granny. Around three o'clock, Ye He's mother came back.

She was thin, wearing a flowered shirt and black tights, the kind that sold for fifty dollars and three dollars on a stall. Her face was lined with wrinkles as sharp as a knife, but even so it could be seen that she had probably been good-looking when she was young.

"Hello, may I ask if you are Ye He's mother?" I wiped my hands with a handkerchief and took a step forward.

"You are..." Ye He's mother timidly asked when she saw me, as if she was frightened.

"Hello, I am the boss of the shop where Ye He previously worked." "Right now, I have some things I want to ask Ye He. Can you tell me where she went?"

Ye He's mother glanced at me, then lowered her head, wanting to leave this place. At the same time, she kept talking, "I don't know where she went, don't look for me."

I reached out to grab her wrist and said, "Please tell me, Ye He made my shop close to collapse."

However, Ye He's mother remained indifferent. She was only desperately trying to leave this place.

"Do you want money? Do you want money? " "Tell me where she is and I'll give you the money."

When Ye He's mother heard my words, she quickly shook off my hand and looked at me with disdain, as if my words had hurt her pride.

I didn't bother to argue with her, just stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. I said, "Tell me where she went."

"I don't know." Ye He's mother said, "I don't know anything."

"You don't look like you don't know anything."

She looked up and glared at me before she lowered her head. She just kept repeating in her mouth that I didn't know, and now it was as if I had bullied her.

"Then tell me where your daughter is." I said a little angrily.

Just as I was in a stalemate with Ye He's mother, a man suddenly ran over and kicked me. I fell to the ground and pressed my hand on a sharp stone.

"Where did you come from!" The man said rudely. He hid Ye He's mother behind her and looked at me warily.