C7 (2/2)

A hint of guilt flashed through An Ning's eyes, but she did not regret it.

”How can you still think about it at a time like this …” She could not accept that she had asked for a divorce and wanted to go to bed with his beloved woman when she came back.

”This is your duty as a wife! ”Before I divorce you and get tired of you, you have to satisfy my needs at all times!”

Damn woman! How dare you reject him!

The word 'tired' provoked An Ning deeply. A sense of humiliation rose as bean-sized tears uncontrollably spilled out of her eyes. Her heart ached so much that she could not breathe.

So she was just a plaything in Jiang Jianhan's heart, so that's how it is...

An Ning was so dead that she no longer struggled. Her eyes were inexplicably empty, like a discarded doll. In an instant, she lost her luster.

Jiang Jia knew that he was being too serious, and didn't have the mood to continue. He scratched his head in annoyance, leaving An Ning to cry in her room. He went downstairs to the wine cabinet, found a bottle of the strongest wine, and started drinking.

Usually, he did not drink much, even when there was a need to socialize, he would drink as much as he wanted, if he did not want to drink then he would not drink, and no one dared to persuade him to drink, but now he was drinking for a woman.

In the past, when Ji Mingzhen had left, he hadn't done this either.

An Ning, what's so special about you! I, as a dignified president of the Jiang Group, can't even deal with you!

Jiang Jianxin drank another cup of wine, put down his glass, and resisted the urge to go up and clean her up.

It was planted by An Ning, she loved the roses the most, occasionally she would use a easel to draw on large patches of roses.

Beautiful scenery, beautiful beyond compare. Thinking of this, Jiang Jun's cold and gloomy mood strangely calmed down a bit.

What am I supposed to do with you... An Ning.

The next morning, An Ning was woken up by the alarm clock. She rubbed her temples and helplessly recovered her senses. She looked at the messy room, the pillows and blankets were thrown to the floor, and the vase was broken.

Did you go to work?

An Ning was in a light sleep. If Jiang Jia woke up from her cold sleep, it was impossible for her to not know.

So he didn't come back last night? That's right, this place wasn't his home, and he was rejected by her last night. It hurt his heart, so how could he return it? An Ning mocked herself as she pursed her lips.

He got up and washed himself. However, he was startled when he saw himself in the mirror.

His eyes were red and swollen, and he had huge dark circles under his eyes. His lips were dry and cracked, and anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that he was crying until they were dehydrated. It was a good thing that he was young and had a good foundation. Even after he cleaned up and put on some light makeup, no one noticed him.

When they went downstairs to eat breakfast, An Ning struggled with her thoughts. In the end, she couldn't help but ask Mrs Zhang.

”Young Master slept in the guest room last night and left early in the morning. He said that he wanted to go on a business trip to Riverside City and told me to inform Madam.” Mrs Zhang knew that the couple was unhappy again, so she added the last sentence.