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When he is anxious or needs to divert his attention, Zhou Xixiang will habitually smoke a cigarette.

Li Qingwen's words were like an expired poison that squeezed into his blood vessels, temporarily paralyzing his nerves and making him feel the regret in the mind of a person who was about to lose his life.

As the effect of the medicine wore off, the strong sense of regret gradually disappeared, replaced by a more real and clear present moment.

If you have never gained it, how can you lose it?

The moment he tacitly accepted that Li Qingwen was his brother's wife, he was no longer qualified to focus on his admiration for her.

Li Qingwen said angrily: "If you had stopped me... I wouldn't have to marry Zhou Yongan... I hate him so much..."

At the foot of the wall, Li Qingwen's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, he is a big bad guy, he bullied me..."

Zhou Xixiang threw the cigarette butt at his feet, with a look of relief on his face, and walked towards Li Qingwen: "Come in quickly."

"Then you come too." She entered the password again and opened the door.

Zhou Xixiang followed without distraction.

A few sudden and continuous barkings immediately dispelled the drunkenness in Li Qingwen's mind.

The moment his soul returned to its place, Li Qingwen was stunned for a moment, unsure how he ended up at home with someone else by his side.

After seeing who the other party was, Li Qingwen asked respectfully, "Brother, are you here to see Yongan?"

Zhou Xixiang raised his eyes with an incredulous look, and finally said "hmm".

Li Qingwen glanced upstairs and poked his hand nervously: "He should not be here, did you call him?"

Zhou Xixiang pursed his lips and said nothing. His clear eyes fixed on the person who had suddenly become obedient. Seeing that she was awake, he said, "I'm going back. You should get some rest early."

Li Qingwen followed his elder brother's pace in confusion and said respectfully, "Brother, take care."

Zhou Xixiang's elegant figure was submerged in the dark night.

In the room, Li Qingwen rudely slapped his aching head, wondering how he got back to Jiyue Mansion from the bar.

Not impressed at all.

She picked up little Wukong, gave him a kiss, put him down again, then dragged her heavy body to lie down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

After the hangover, Li Qingwen felt much more tired. He woke up in the morning dizzy and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Little Wukong lay on her legs and fell asleep.

She carried it back to its nest, then lazily climbed the stairs to the second floor.

At the stairs on the second floor, the door of the guest room was closed.

Li Qingwen pushed it open, stood at the door and took a look inside, then walked a few steps in, and there was indeed no one on the bed.

Zhou Yongan is not here.

At this time, the doorbell rang downstairs.

Several men in suits with briefcases under their arms claimed to be from the real estate notary office.

"Hello, are you Mrs. Zhou? We are entrusted by Mr. Zhou to handle the transfer procedures for this house." The man in the suit handed over his business card.

Li Qingwen took it, squinted his dry eyes and looked at it, and asked: "Where are the others?"

The man in the suit said, "Mr. Zhou is busy right now and has no time to come over. Mrs. Zhou, this is the transfer document. Just sign it."

The document is not very thick, just a few thin sheets of paper.

After signing, does this house belong to her?

Many people who come to Licheng to work want to buy their own house here. Now she can get it easily, but she does not feel much sense of accomplishment.

However, this was not a reason for her to hesitate. Li Qingwen picked up the pen and signed her name.

The man in the suit smiled and said, "The new property certificate will be processed within 20 working days. I will visit Mrs. Zhou again then."

Li Qingwen nodded.

Such a simple procedure makes people feel very unreal.

Back in the master bedroom, Li Qingwen looked everywhere for a hairband but couldn't find one. Finally, she used a fork to casually tie her hair up and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Fifteen minutes later, the jade feet stepped out of the bathtub, and water dripped down along the skin's skin. The woman stretched out her slender hands, and the white bathrobe was lightly draped over her body.

The warm sunlight at noon spreads in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the rustling leaves of the sycamore trees outside the window, a rare sense of leisure and slowness descends from the air.

She was not a person who could observe life and understand life, and she rarely did anything without caring about anything like she did now, just sitting in front of the window and staring blankly.

Li Qingwen's long legs were crossed, and the bathrobe could not completely cover her snow-white thighs, leaving them exposed under the golden sunlight.

She stretched out her long fingers and took out a cigarette and a lighter from the secret box under the table. Soon, a wisp of green smoke scattered gracefully in the beam of light.

At first, she cherished her life very much and never smoked. After Zhou Yongan ignored her, she felt angry for a while and had no way to vent. During that time, her endocrine system was also disordered and her temper became worse and worse.

People in the company said that she was depressed because she saw her boyfriend sleeping with someone else. Old Wu, who believed everything he heard, hurriedly took her to the rooftop and tried to comfort her while smoking. She asked Old Wu for a cigarette.

Later, I gradually started to smoke.

Around noon, Lao Qian came to Jiyue Mansion.

"Madam, the second young master asked me to pick up the luggage. Look at this..."

Li Qingwen remembered what Zhou Yongan said in the hospital, that he would move out in two days.

She frowned slightly and looked up at Lao Qian, who was hunched over, waiting for her response.

Li Qingwen: "I'll go clean it up."

Lao Qian nodded and agreed: "Okay, ma'am, if you need help, just call me anytime."

I didn't expect that the second young master would move out again just two months after moving back to Jiyue Mansion. Old Qian really couldn't understand it. Young people nowadays treat relationships too lightly.

The news was just released, how come they are separated again?

What is true?

When Zhou Yongan said yesterday morning that he agreed to everything except divorce, Li Qingwen proposed separation.

He was a person who went wherever he wanted to go. I originally thought that separation would not be a problem for him, but he argued with her for a long time yesterday.

In the end, Zhou Yongan only agreed to separate for half a year.

Half a year would be fine, Li Qingwen thought. She just wanted to take a break. She couldn't continue to quarrel with him every time she came home from the company.

The guest room was cleaned tidy by Zhou Yongan, the quilt was neatly folded and the sheets were pulled flat.

The closet is full of his clothes, a row of shirts and jackets, a row of trousers and leather shoes. There are a lot of them, but the styles are all similar, all elegant and simple.

Many of the clothes were the ones he brought last time. Li Qingwen could tell them at a glance. After all, she had folded those old clothes over and over again countless times.

The password of the 000-inch Samsonite suitcase was still the factory default . As soon as Li Qingwen opened it, several photos fell out from the compartment.

She picked it up, and then discovered that those photos… were of herself when she was younger.

The look of eating ice cream, sleeping on the sofa, working in the company, hailing a taxi at the gate of the community...Jinsheng Community.

Lao Qian had been waiting downstairs for a long time. When he saw his wife appear at the stairs to the second floor carrying a suitcase, he immediately went upstairs to help carry the luggage.

"Ma'am, I'm coming."

Li Qingwen: "Old Qian, when did you start driving for the Second Young Master?"

Lao Qian: "Madam, I used to drive for the chairman, but then the second young master started working, and the chairman asked me to concentrate on serving the second young master."

Li Qingwen listened quietly, his eyes deepened as he recalled the time he spent in Licheng after graduation.

She asked softly, "Where did Zhou Yongan live when he just graduated and worked at the HKMA?"

Old Qian smiled and said, "Madam, you don't know yet, it's in the Jinsheng Community."

Li Qingwen clenched his hands slightly: "Did you know that I lived there at the time?"

Old Qian nodded: "I know, ma'am."

Recalling that period of time, every time the second young master returned to Jinsheng Community, he would ask him to park the car downstairs of another building first, then open the car window and look deeply at the rooftop.

Old Qian often sighed that fate was really wonderful. Later, the second young master brought the person he had been thinking about back home.