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"Honey, I really can't live a day without you." Because Yang Weinuo came home late after working overtime, he accidentally saw such a line on the screen where his wife Ning was chatting with netizens. Anger made him lose his mind. He almost savagely lifted him up from his seat and quickly opened the chat record with Yuan. A string of affectionate words gradually enlarged in his eyes, almost turned into all kinds of strange faces, and seemed to mock him in haste. I saw the veins standing out on his forehead suddenly and violently. He grabbed Yan Feng by the collar and looked at her eyes coldly. However, to his surprise, there was no guilt or regret in those familiar big eyes, but almost contempt and strange provocation. His heart ached again, and his hand involuntarily loosened.
"Why?" He felt that his voice was far away. And there is a weakness that cannot be controlled.
"Why not!" NingYan cut some messy pajamas, coldly back to the four words, did not even look at him and walked to her daughter's room.
Winona's mouth gently opened and closed, just staring at the gently closed door behind Yan Feng with sour and helpless eyes. His mood became very uneasy and depressed. Suddenly, he pounded the surrounding wall with his fist, and after a sharp pain, a burst of ...