C2 Slut

When I woke up again, I was in the VIP ward of the Concorde, staring at the white roof. I smiled helplessly.

"Miss, are you awake?"

The sound of the driver made me shudder. I turned my head to face the pair of sinister eyes, and was so shocked that I didn't even dare to breathe.

On the side, Quan Yuye's face was filled with a gloomy and vicious aura. His facial features were like that of a knife carving, and they were so cold that it caused one to tremble when looking at them.

I had never seen a man as stunning as this, except for his innate awe-inspiring presence. Just a glance was enough to make one sink. An enticing and cold aura exuded from his entire body, especially his pair of dark and long and narrow eyes which unwittingly emitted waves of intimidating power.

It was as if he could see through his past life. He knows of my scheme? Such knowledge made me even more afraid to meet his eyes.

A gold card was dropped on the bed.

Quan Youye laughed mockingly: "I got the money, now scram."

Then, without even looking, he turned around and was about to leave.

I panicked and hastily opened my mouth. "Wait …"

Quan Yuye turned his body and coldly swept a glance at my face. His voice was impolite and distant: "What, are you still not satisfied?"

In his eyes, I touch porcelain for money, but I want someone else.

"Please take it back."

In that instant, Quan Youye's gaze, which was as sharp as an eagle's, shot over. I hastily lowered my head, not daring to look at him.

"Tell me how many you want."

"I want you." My voice was very soft, without any confidence, but it was filled with stubbornness.

I listened to the sound of Quan Yuye's approaching footsteps, as if they were crushing my heart.

"Raise your head."

With the sound of power, he grabbed me by the jaw and forced me to look him in the eye. With a slight movement of his forehead, his countenance turned frosty, as if a lump of black fog was gathering above his head. His pitch-black pupils condensed into a sinister aura.

The driver at the side was also flabbergasted and gasped. Anyone who could turn Quan Yu's face black would not have a good ending.

However, at this moment, when I looked at Quan Yuye's gaze, I felt extremely guilty. How could I have noticed his emotions? It was obvious that he was extremely afraid. Even though all the blood in my body seemed to have congealed, I still stubbornly stared at him.

"Very good, you have guts!"

Quan Youye looked down at my hospital gown, his eyes filled with disgust.

At this moment, I was in a very sorry state. I did not dare to say anything else, but simply bit my lips and waited for him to finish.

"I want even pigs and dogs? When you recovered, you came to me of your own accord. You were able to climb into my bed. That is what you are capable of. " After that, Quan Yuanye left decisively. That Qiong Qiong's independent back figure revealed the elegance of a natural talent.

It wasn't until many years later that I understood that Quan Yuye was just making casual remarks, but I was getting serious …

How could becoming a powerful woman be so simple? His entire body was suffused with an unapproachable aura. How could ordinary people, ordinary women, enter his heart?

The media once concluded that all of the images of Quan Yuye participating in these past few years were all expressionless, and he didn't have a single trace of a woman by his side.

It was as if women did not exist in his world.

I was a married woman, and although I had some looks, I was nothing compared to the other young ladies and actresses, but with my hatred of Dunane, I was not convinced.

I lied and said I was going on a business trip tomorrow, and he was convinced that I would be out there, listening to the words of Winnon's whisper. I was sick to my stomach, and when I thought of his hypocritical face, I wished I could tear him apart.

After I hung up the phone, my eyes were full of sadness, but more of relief.

Because, all of this would end tonight.

It was only when I went to register for discharge that I was informed the expenses had been cleared.

After coming out of the hospital, I took a room to wash up and bought a set of more than 1000 clothes. Even if it was over, I would still say goodbye to Duane in a pretty and haughty manner.

At 10 o'clock at night, I returned to the Sun family house and looked down at the familiar floor. The lights in the main bedroom were on, and now Duane and Du Hui were definitely in sync.

Upstairs, I quietly opened the door with my key.

Indeed, I guessed it.

However, I didn't feel anything at all. There was only resentment in the depths of my soul.

"Wife..." Perhaps it was because I was too quiet to be myself, but the look in my eyes made me feel guilty.

But I don't care.

"Shut up!" Don't call me wife, it's disgusting! "

When I finished, I left the room and left the door open for them.

I looked very calm, but my heart felt like it was being pierced by countless sharp awls.

They both stepped forward and Du Hui kept his head down, not daring to look at me. I laughed. He took out the divorce papers he had prepared and threw them on the table. "Sign it."

I didn't think about it. Durane shamelessly kneeled in front of me. "Wife, it's not like that. She was the one who provoked me first. Wife …"

How could I have been so stupid as to marry such a scum?

"She provoked you, so how could you take her home so easily?"

"If you're indifferent, can you put that damn thing up?"

"Do you think I, Hua Qing, is stupid?"

Ignoring the kneeling Du Han, I looked at Du Hui with my sharp eyes.

"What is it? Not speaking? Aren't you always calling me sister-in-law? "

Du Hui lowered his head and did not speak. He did not even dare to look me in the eye. His attitude was as though I was bullying her. I hated these kinds of white lotuses the most. He picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at Du Hui's feet. "Tell me, how did Du Dan get to you?"

"You, Du Hui, don't want a man anymore. You're only thinking about a man with a family?"

I was the only one who made a sound in the huge room. Du Yuan and Du Hui remained silent, and their conversation was boring. I picked up the divorce agreement again and threw it on Du Dan's face. "I'll see you tomorrow at the Civil Administration Bureau."

I left. I don't want to be here for a minute, even if the air makes me sick.

Durane didn't chase, and I didn't expect him to.

As I lay in bed at the hotel, I couldn't help but recall the wisps of time I'd spent with Dun.

When they first married him, although it wasn't as exaggerated as not being able to eat their fill, they were still living a poor life. Now, everything was fine. After getting off the caravan and having a good life, he had actually lost his way.

My cell phone kept ringing. Durane didn't give up and called me dozens of times, but I didn't want to answer, so he started WeChat. At first he apologized, confessed his mistake, and asked me not to divorce him because he still loved me.