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Mu Yu stood up from her body and stayed silent. The air seemed to be frozen.

Qiao Mengning's throat rolled, but she still opened her mouth.

He took out his phone, took out the photo and handed it to Mu Yu, "I want to hear what you're saying about this photo."

Mu Yu's dark eyes swept across the photo on the phone screen and fell on Qiao Mengning's nervous face.

"Qiao Mengning, did you stay at home for too long? Your brain has rusted? Can't you see that this photo was shot from an angle?"

Qiao Mengning lowered her eyes and stared at the photo again and again. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see the angle.

"I …"

Mu Yu got off the bed and stood beside the bed. He glanced at her coldly.

"Incomprehensible!"

Qiao Mengning immediately sat up and held Mu Yu's hand. She wanted to say something, "I …"

But what?

Ye Zichen's mind was blank, and he could only hold his hand tightly without letting go.

Mu Yu glanced at her indifferently. He stretched out his other hand and forcefully opened up her fingers one by one until he tore off her whole hand. He pushed her away with a little more force.

"You have never worked before, so I won't ask for your understanding of the hardships of my work. At least, at home, I hope it will be warm, but what did you give me? I hope you can reflect on it properly."

After he coldly said that, Mu Yu opened the bedroom door and walked out. When the door closed, a gust of cold wind blew in the room.

She sat on the bed and watched Mu Yu leave without turning back. As she heard the door to the study next door open and close, Qiao Mengning hugged the quilt to protect her body slowly. She felt wronged.

Was her brain rusted?

But what was she doing without a job, without a social connection?

Mu Yu had just explained that the photo was taken from a camera angle, but she felt like she didn't need to explain anything.

Who was that woman in the photo? Was it the drunken woman who had been with him that night?

What was their relationship? Why didn't he say a word? Just because she was a housewife?

So was it not worth it for him to open his mouth and explain?

Both times had ended with a misunderstanding, but those things couldn't be erased from her heart.

What was broken was the relationship between the husband and wife.

In the following days, Mu Yu didn't return to his bedroom. He left early every day and came back late. The two of them almost never met. Even if they met, Mu Yu never said a word to her.

Qiao Mengning was also always listless, and it just so happened that one day, after she finished her chores and was bored to death, she kept switching channels. She saw a variety show where a female guest was invited to tell a wonderful story about her work and show the diaries and photos of her annual trips to different parts of the world.

Qiao Mengning, as a housewife, envied all of this from the bottom of her heart.

When she was still in school, she had this dream to live, but she didn't expect to marry Mu Yu as soon as she graduated. After that, her life revolved around this family and she didn't have the time to do what she wanted.

With a deep sigh, he turned off the television.

Life was still going on, it was normal to have quarrels and grievances occasionally. Besides, they already had a child, Mu Li was only six years old now, and the relationship between parents had a huge impact on the child. She didn't want Mu Li to have an unhappy childhood.

After making up her mind, Qiao Mengning made some preparations for the afternoon.

At night, Mu Yu came back late as well. Qiao Mengning had made special preparations to wait for his return.

As usual, Mu Yu came back very late and reeked of alcohol. Tonight, Hua Xi took him to a bar and he had a good time. His body and mind was filled with an unprecedented feeling of comfort.

At the same time, he felt something bad stirring in his heart.

He went upstairs to his study and turned on the light. He put down his briefcase, took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.

When he saw the door of the study room open from the outside, his hands suddenly stopped moving.

"What are you doing here?"

His slender hands continued to move, the high-ranking officer took his belt off his neck, his tone was cold and expressionless.

Qiao Mengning walked in, closed the door behind her, bit her lip, and walked over to him, wringing her hands.

"I... Can we get back together? "

After saying that, she slowly climbed up his arm and held onto his sleeve, not letting go ever again.

It was unknown what Mu Yu was thinking. A strange light flashed across his dark eyes. He raised his hand and covered her.

"You really want to make up?"

Qiao Mengning nodded furiously, thinking back to the phone call she had with Soong Nannan this afternoon.

In the afternoon, after the television was turned off, she made a phone call to Soong Nannan and complained about her hardships. After that, Soong Nannan gave her an idea.

At that time, she had angrily said that it was a rotten idea, but after thinking it over, she had actually done it despite her intense shame.

"I... "We haven't seen each other in a long time …"

Qiao Mengning endured the nervousness and bashfulness in her heart. Her trembling white skin slowly pulled away the straps of her bathrobe.

The white cotton bathrobe slid down her smooth skin. She lowered her head and wore a set of black lace on her body. It was unable to cover her milky white skin.

Qiao Mengning twisted her fingers nervously as her white skin was exposed to the air. She lowered her head, not daring to raise it.

Mu Yu raised his hand. Two slender fingers with distinct joints caught a strand of her black silk. His deep eyes gave off an inexplicable feeling of charm.

"We haven't had anything for a long time?"

He must have done it on purpose!

Qiao Mengning raised her head abruptly and glared at him angrily. Suddenly, she remembered that at this moment, she was almost completely red. In a state of nudity, he lowered his head immediately, blushing deeply from embarrassment.

Without a word, she changed the hand that was holding his sleeve to her hand and climbed up his arm.

The meaning was clear!

Mu Yu released the fingers that were holding her hair, and her black hair slid down her long fingers. His hand reached behind her waist and suddenly hugged her tightly, pulling her into his embrace.

Qiao Mengning moaned as she looked up shyly, her eyes hanging down tightly as she clung to his firm and powerful arm.

"Hubby …"

Mu Yu sneered. He suddenly let go of her arm and pushed her away with his other hand.

Qiao Mengning was caught off guard. With her eyes wide open, she fell backwards onto the soft sofa.

"That's what you want me to do to you, isn't it?"

Qiao Mengning lay on the narrow sofa, biting her lips as she felt extremely apprehensive.

She had never done such a shameful thing before, but today, she did.

She lay on the sofa and didn't dare to open her eyes. After waiting for a long time, Mu Yu just stood beside the sofa without doing anything.