Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

When he put down the cup, he saw Zhou Yongan standing behind him and Li Qingwen took a step back.

Zhou Yongan fixed his eyes and sneered: "I won't eat you when I'm getting a divorce."

Li Qingwen lowered her face. She had been separated from him for too long and was no longer used to the sudden presence of a man around her.

But Zhou Yongan still smells so good, like sunshine and grass.

She raised her eyes, her gaze brushing across Zhou Yongan's tough brows like a feather, and fell on his beautiful lips: "Why didn't you kiss me at the police station just now?"

He was the one who came up with the idea, but he didn't take advantage of it. She didn't believe that Zhou Yongan would realize how despicable he was when he was about to succeed.

Zhou Yongan put down his phone, looked at Li Qingwen with naked eyes, raised his hand and touched her forehead: "Do you really want to know?"

Li Qingwen took his hand away: "I know you don't love me, say something else."

Zhou Yongan chuckled and said sarcastically, "In order to get a divorce, are you going to do whatever I say? That's right, you like to make deals anyway."

It was like a gust of cold wind blowing into his collar, instantly leaving a chill in Li Qingwen's heart.

Bringing humiliation to oneself.

She pursed her lips and poked her fingertips, as if this would allow her to release the pain in her heart through the pain of her fingertips, just as Duan Yu used his internal energy to force the wine out of his fingers.

Li Qingwen exhaled: "Please don't delay. Don't forget that between us, you were the one who took the initiative first."

Zhou Yongan fixed his eyes on the woman's trembling eyelashes: "Yes, I won't be tempted by you now. But if you are still obsessed with my body, I don't mind lending it to you..."

Unable to bear his asshole-like words, Li Qingwen returned to the guest bedroom upstairs with a pale face.

Before going to bed, she opened her phone and saw Zhou Yongan's post. He actually used her as an alibi.

How could he say such things to his future wife when they had just signed the document?

There is no need to worry about mistresses outside seeing this and misunderstanding it.

It looks like the window period has come again.

……

Li Qingwen has a light sleep and cannot sleep well if there is other people in his bed.

When I felt something licking me, my subconscious mind thought I was dreaming and I forgot that there was another living person in the house today.

She felt an itchy sensation on her chin and raised her hand to scratch it uncomfortably, but she found nothing. Instead, her hand was licked by the nimble tongue of some living creature, which scared her so much that her confused mind suddenly became clear.

Zhou Yongan.

I don't know when I climbed onto her bed.

"What are you doing?" Li Qingwen's heart was pounding. He sat up and took two steps back.

Her bathrobe was loose and in her haste she hadn't noticed that the belt around her waist had undone, exposing her bare chest.

Reminded by Zhou Yongan's fixed gaze, Li Qingwen wrapped his bathrobe tightly with shame and anger on his face.

The bright moonlight outside the window shines into the room through the glass, illuminating the two distant figures brightly and dimly.

Zhou Yongan had thrown his bathrobe onto the ground. He was now completely naked except for a pair of shorts around his waist. He was lying on his side with his hips raised seductively, his head supported by one hand.

The man's broad shoulders and narrow waist were clearly visible in the moonlight. He had a good feeling that he was a popular man and said to her, "You haven't done it for a year, but you're pretending to be a chaste girl. You're really something, Li Qingwen."

He always speaks in an uncivilized manner.

Li Qingwen didn't dare to look around, and his eyes fell on the silver necklace around his neck, while reflecting on why he forgot to lock the door before going to bed.

He had always been like that in that respect, greedy and insatiable.

After a moment of silence, Li Qingwen discussed: "I don't want to. I can't be with someone I don't love..."

As Zhou Yongan listened to her words, the smile on his face disappeared.

He then mocked and said, "You are so picky. How come you didn't have this problem before?"

Didn't I also stay with him in this room in the past, hook my arms around his neck, and make love with him?

Li Qingwen felt a breath stuck in his chest.

His fingers grasped the robe tightly and he made another request: "There is only one month left. Can you let me have a good impression of you?"

Zhou Yongan frowned when he heard that, sat up and looked at her: "Are you terminally ill?"

Having never been divorced before, he was still unfamiliar with the new divorce procedure.

The anxiety in his tone made Li Qingwen feel very complicated.

Is he worried about her?

"It's the cool-off period for divorce, one month."

Zhou Yongan breathed a sigh of relief calmly, and then continued generously: "I see you have a calendar circled on the head of your bed. Your sexual desire is always strong during your ovulation period, isn't it?"

As he said this, he reached out to touch her head.

Li Qingwen avoided him and said with a thorn in his heart: "You just came back from whoring, I'm afraid you're dirty."

We've been together for so long but I still don't know what kind of person he is.

Zhou Yongan was furious when he heard this: "Li Qingwen, you really have no sense of humor. Who told you that I solicited prostitution? Did you see it with your own eyes, or did you hear it with your own ears while hiding under the bed?"

She doesn't like quarreling. Usually, as long as Zhou Yongan speaks louder, Li Qingwen will immediately admit defeat.

"You like to sleep in the guest room, so I'll sleep in the master bedroom." With a pair of delicate jade feet put into slippers, Li Qingwen opened the door and walked out.

Zhou Yongan lay on the bed in frustration, the burning heat in his body was blown away by the woman's cold tone, his knife-like outline was tense in the moonlight.

morning.

Zhou Yongan's driver drove the Bentley over early and parked it under a sycamore tree not far from the gate of Jiyue Mansion.

It has been a long time since I drove here, so Lao Qian forgot how to get there and turned on the navigation.

I don't know why the second young master suddenly remembered this place again. The last time I brought him back here, he scolded me and threatened to fire me. I was so scared that I never dared to follow his drunken orders again.

I thought I would never drive here again in my lifetime.

Haven’t you already lived in the western suburbs for three months?

The eastern suburbs have recently been developing a new commercial district, and as a result, prices in surrounding residential areas have skyrocketed. The second young master probably only remembered that he had a house here after seeing the news.

Zhou Yongan sneezed while looking at the wardrobe. His handsome eyes scanned around and he picked and picked before he pulled out a gray suit and put it on.

When he came out of the room, his hands were still tying his tie skillfully.

With loose trouser legs, straight and tall silhouette, and thanks to the Zhou family's excellent genes, Zhou Yongan is indeed very heroic. His handsome facial features and energetic aura make him look like a young and successful person.

As long as he doesn't open his mouth, no one will doubt his elegant demeanor.

Zhou Yongan passed by Li Qingwen and smelled the faint fruity scent on her body. He stopped and looked back: "What are you looking at? Are you trying to seduce me so early in the morning?"

Li Qingwen wore a red deep V skirt with a white knitted shawl on the outside. Her face had light and delicate makeup, red lips and a pink face. Her black hair was naturally draped behind her head. She looked elegant and gentle.

Ignoring his carefree tone, "Mom called and asked us to go back over the weekend."

Zhou Yongan adjusted the cufflinks on his hands, walked straight to the door, pulled over a small stool with a dark green cushion and sat down, then put on his elegant leather shoes.

"What happened?"

Mr. Zhou, who is crazy outside and wishes the world would explode, is also afraid of people at home.

Li Qingwen always listened to her mother-in-law's calls without asking any questions, so she could only guess: "It's probably because of what happened last night."

"Are you sure?" he scoffed.

uncertain.

After Zhou Yongan finished using the stool, he kicked it away, opened the door and walked out.

Li Qingwen picked up his bag, straightened the stool, and followed behind.

Lao Qian saw them coming out, got out of the car and opened the door.

I haven't seen the second wife for a long time, but there is still no change. She is still clean and gentle, with a dull expression on her face, giving people a cool feeling.

"Madam?" Old Qian saw that Li Qingwen did not get in the car, so he stood aside and waited.

Li Qingwen: "I'll take a taxi myself."

No one in the company knew about her relationship with Vice President Zhou, and appearing together would attract unnecessary criticism.

The man in the car said anxiously, "Old Qian, if I'm late for the meeting, you won't get a perfect attendance this month."

Lao Qian was so frightened that he immediately closed the car door.

She bowed politely to Li Qingwen to express her apology: "Madam, I will take the second young master there first."

Li Qingwen nodded and watched the Bentley drive away.

Then he walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.