Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

For a moment, the dark space was so quiet that there was no sound.

The big hand that clasped her wrist tightened more and more, almost crushing her.

Qiao Ruyi bit her lips desperately and heard the man's breathing becoming more and more rapid. The two thin lips touching her lips also moved away.

A few seconds later, she heard Ling Che grit his teeth and ask her, "What are you talking about?"

Qiao Ruyi desperately swallowed the sobs in her throat, making her voice sound as calm and cold as possible. "I said, I seem to have discovered that I don't like you that much these past two days."

"You don't seem to be new to me anymore. I've lost the desire to explore you."

She said it bluntly, "Just like these two days when you were not at home, I didn't miss you at all, I didn't care about you at all, and even when you came back I felt like you were disturbing my life."

"Ling Che, this may not sound right, but I don't want to lie to you." Qiao Ruyi raised her eyes. "They say three years of pain and seven years of itch. Isn't it time for us to get tired of each other?"

"Qiao Ruyi, what the hell are you talking about!"

Ling Che's angry voice hit her ears, "What do you mean you don't like it anymore? It's no longer fresh!"

He turned on the light, wanting to see the expression on her face as she said these words.

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up, and Qiao Ruyi narrowed her eyes.

Ling Che only saw a cold look on her face.

When the lights dimmed, Qiao Ruyi could clearly see that Ling Che's handsome brows were filled with anger, and he frowned deeply.

There was coldness and disbelief in those bottomless eyes.

"It's just that it's not new anymore and I don't like it anymore." She raised her eyes, her gaze cold, "I can't lie, and I don't want to lie to you."

"I've found that, just like design, if you stick with one style for too long, you get tired of it and want to try a different style to see something new and fresh."

She met his deep eyes and said, "I think it's the same with marriage. After being with you for a long time and going through what I should have experienced, I seem to have lost interest in you."

"Ah!"

Ling Che chuckled and released his grip on her hand, "I don't want to hear a single word of your words, and I won't believe them."

“Qiao Ruyi, I don’t know what you’re holding in your heart. If you don’t want to say it, I won’t force you.”

He stepped back and looked at her good-naturedly, "But I'm telling you, I'm very angry and I don't like what you did today."

"But I forgive you. Just think of it as you being angry with me." He smiled, his eyes softening. "I'll give you time. When you want to talk to me properly, we'll talk. Before that, don't say a single word of this kind of thing that I don't like to hear. Otherwise--"

"What else?" Qiao Ruyi asked with a smile, will you agree to separate?

Ling Che seemed to realize what she was thinking and sneered, "Don't even think about it."

......

There was a sound of running water coming from the bathroom on the second floor.

Qiao Ruyi lay in the bathtub, hugging herself, tears streaming down her face.

Ling Gu's words were like a spell, echoing in her ears.

Many times she wanted to hug Ling Che and tell him the truth, but Ling Gu's words would remind her over and over again in her mind.

Even if she hates Qiao He, her last name is Qiao and she has Qiao He's blood in her body.

She is the daughter of Ling Che's father's murderer. If Ling Che knew the truth, how would they face each other?

If it weren't for Qiao He, Ling Che wouldn't have had such a hard time during those years.

How could she continue to be his wife with peace of mind?

In the living room on the first floor, there was the crisp sound of ice cubes colliding in the wine glass.

The man on the sofa took off his coat and tie, and the collar of his white shirt was casually open with a few buttons, and he lit one cigarette after another between his fingertips.

He drank glass after glass of wine.

Soon, the bottle of red wine was empty.

He stood up and took two more bottles of wine from the wine cabinet. The little white cat was lying on the sofa next to his thighs, looking very well-behaved.

He raised his hand and rubbed the little white cat, then pinched its ears.

When he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse with sarcasm, "Tell me, if two people are together for a long time, will they really get bored?"

To be precise, can't two people be together if there is no freshness between them?

Don’t like it because it’s not fresh?

Are you tired of each other?

The little white cat moved its ears, not understanding his question.

Ling Che smiled coquettishly and leaned back on the sofa, "Do I really annoy her that much?"

He opened his eyes after a moment, put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up his phone and started searching the web.

I typed in the question "What should I do if my wife loses interest in her husband in marriage?" and hundreds of results popped up instantly.

He clicked on one at random, and his deep eyes suddenly lit up.

The first one is to give each other enough personal space and independence?

Ling Che extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Is it really because Qiao Ruyi felt that he was using location monitoring to monitor her, leaving her with no personal space, that she felt the novelty had been lost?

The following two are, regular dating can enhance emotional communication?

Can constantly giving your wife romantic surprises and gifts make her feel cared for and loved?

He thought for a moment, took out the black gift box that had not yet been given away from his suit pocket, and went upstairs with a smile on his face.

......

After taking a shower, Qiao Ruyi stood in front of the floor-length mirror and wiped her long hair.

There was the sound of a door opening behind me.

Without looking back, she saw through the mirror a tall man coming in from the door.

She has an upright posture and delicate three-dimensional facial features. Her originally well-groomed brown chestnut hair is a little messy, adding a touch of casualness and unruliness.

She lowered her eyes, not wanting him to see her crying eyes, but she did not stop wiping her hair.

A purple nightgown wrapped her figure, revealing skin as white as snow, with a hint of pink from a fresh bath.

There is a light scent of shower gel on her body.

Ling Che had always thought that even though they used the same shower gel, her scent was always exceptionally pleasant.

He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, his tall body enveloping her in his embrace.

Qiao Ruyi was startled, and the tip of her nose was filled with the strong smell of alcohol on him.

Her heart ached. No wonder he stayed downstairs while she went upstairs to take a shower.

It turned out that I was just drinking alone.

In the mirror, he tilted his head and sniffed her ear, intimately and greedily.

"sorry."

His muffled voice came from the back of Qiao Ruyi's neck. She gasped and almost forgot to breathe.

"Is it me who has ignored your feelings? I haven't given you any surprises in all this time, so you feel that being with me is boring?"

"I promise to surprise you often and buy you gifts. I'll give you whatever you want."

He sniffed her freshly washed hair gently, clasping his hands tightly around her. "Let's go out on a date every week, like other young couples, okay?"

"Ruyi, you know I'm not very good at loving, and no one has ever taught me. Don't be angry with me." His voice was gentle and tender, with a little grievance, buried in her neck. "I want to love you well. If you teach me, I will learn well."