C41 (2/2)
Happiness was always so short. She really didn't want to part with it.
She touched her belly. Although she still couldn't feel his heartbeat, she could feel his vitality.
A life with both of them in it, a child who would call her mother.
Unlike other married women who could go home if they were not in a good mood, she had no parents.
She did not even have private money, even if she wanted to leave it would be difficult for her. The money she owed Gao Jianfeng that day had yet to be repaid.
Closing the drawer, Zi Yan changed into her pajamas and went into the hall to wait for Zhuo WeiTing.
She was willing to give in. She didn't want this child anymore.
As long as he was still the same, and she was willing to give up, she could go to a girls' school and not have children.
Aunt Gui and the rest were asleep, and Zi Yan was curled up on the sofa.
It was late in the night, but the figure had not yet returned.
As he curled up on the sofa, he seemed to hear the sound of a car in a daze.
Since he drove back, then he didn't have any alcohol to drink tonight. He just didn't know what time it was.
She wanted to get up and turn on the light, but her legs were numb and she couldn't move for a long time. When she was able to move, the door opened from the outside.
”Oh, A-Ting, you're so good …”
The light was on, but that kind of disgusting, trembling sound caused the lightning to strike Zi Yan.
Following the ear-piercing light, Zi Yan saw a man and a woman in revealing clothes. The woman's dress belt had long since slipped off, not revealing anything.
Without a doubt, this woman had a sexy figure. She was a mature woman.
This was not the reason why Zi Yan's blood froze, the reason why Zi Yan wanted to explode was because of the hand on the woman's chest.
It was Zhuo Weiting's big hand. His suit and tie were long gone, and his shirt was unbuttoned.
On his open chest was a red lip print. He could see the kiss at close range.
Yesterday, today, was this his strategy?
Zi Yan wanted to get up and return to her room, but her body seemed to have lost control.
In the end, she could only watch as Zhuo Weitang and the woman made their way upstairs.
One of the woman's legs was wrapped around his waist, and the other was wrapped around his leg as if she were hanging from his body.
Zi Yan immediately vomited, because she didn't eat anything at night, so all she vomited was sour water.
She tried to call out to him, but her voice caught in her throat.
Watching them disappear at the top of the stairs.
At this moment, Aunt Gui came out.
”Young mistress, did the young master return?”
There were no tears on Zi Yan's face, it was not because she did not want to cry, but because she could not.
This was the true face of a man.
”Young Mistress, you look so pale. Are you feeling uncomfortable?”
Zi Yan shook her head, she was afraid that she would scream the moment she opened her mouth, afraid that she would go crazy.
”Young Mistress, go back to your room and rest. Young Master will worry when he comes back and sees you like this.”
Sister Gui supported Zi Yan upstairs.
Zi Yan's will said that she couldn't go, but her feet listened to Aunt Gui's arrangements.
Upstairs, there was still some distance to the room, but the woman's lecherous words had gotten louder.
They didn't even close the door?
That was her room. She had been sleeping there ever since she came to Zhuo's house, but now, she was dirtied by another woman.
Aunt Gui's feet froze as she awkwardly asked Zi Yan.
”Young Mistress, is the Young Master back?”
Zi Yan did not say anything, but just looked at the bedroom that once belonged to her.
”Young Mistress?”
Aunt Gui seemed to be afraid and wanted to stop Zi Yan.
Zi Yan was like a machine as she stopped in front of the door. As she looked inside, her face was completely red.
How could the young master do such a thing?
Even if his mistress was pregnant and couldn't sleep together, he couldn't take other women home with him.
What should he do now?
”Aunt Gui, you should go rest.”
Zi Yan stood in front of the door, looking at the men and women who were rolling around on the bed.
Under the bed, there were unsightly clothes.
Close your eyes, she told herself.
He had done it obvious enough.
”Young Mistress, I'll help you to the guest room to rest.”
Sister Gui supported Zi Yan and was very worried.
As it turned out, she was only fit to stay in the guest room.
Zi Yan did not move, but turned around with her back facing the room.
”Aunt Gui, you should go to sleep. I'm fine.”
Zi Yan was very calm.
Perhaps he had already seen such a scene before.
Over a decade ago, Song Qianshan had put on such a scene.
She clearly remembered Mommy pulling at her hair, forcing her to look at the bed for the whole night.
It's nothing, it's just a nightmare, it's nothing.
”Mm …” ”Ah Ting, you're great …”
”I love you so much …” ”A-Ting …”
In fact, the woman's voice wasn't pleasant at all. It sounded just like a pig being slaughtered.
At the very least, the woman Song Qianshan had called a lot better than her back then.
Moreover, Zhuo WeiTing didn't even bother to shout. It was obvious that this woman couldn't satisfy him.
Zi Yan smiled, she didn't understand why her mother wasn't calm back then.
Wasn't it just a bedtime scene? As long as he turned on the TV, it would be very easy to see that the encrypted channel was much more interesting than this.
”Child, look carefully, this is your father. In the future, you must not learn from him, or else Mommy will beat up your little PP.”
Zi Yan's calm voice was not loud, but it overshadowed the cries of the women and reached Zhuo Weiting's ears.
He looked at the woman with her back to the room, her eyes filled with pain and shame.
The woman on the bed was still calling out with all her might, but her curvy body couldn't pique his interest.
That night, Zi Yan stood outside the door until daybreak.
Although the door was open, it forcefully separated the two.