novelaction Chapter 79 She had physical intimacy with another man
Chapter 79 She had physical intimacy with another man
Xie Wenyao?
That's right, He Yang and she know each other, but why would He Yang listen to Xie Wenyao?
He Yang took his phone out of his white coat pocket. "And recently I keep receiving the same text message."
He then showed me the text message.
The text message came from a number I didn't recognize, and it basically asked He Yang to persuade me to get a divorce.
It's strange. They wanted me to get a divorce, but they told me directly that it wouldn't work and asked He Yang to talk to me instead.
So who is this person who knows about my relationship with He Yang?
It shouldn't be Xie Wenyang. Xie Wenyao directly asked He Yang to persuade me to get a divorce; she wouldn't need to go through all that trouble.
Who else is there?
For a moment, I really couldn't think of anyone else.
He Yang seemed equally confused. "This anonymous text message has been sent to me for about five consecutive days. I was just waiting for you to come and ask you about it."
"This matter must be thoroughly investigated; it sounds rather creepy."
He Yang nodded in agreement.
It seems that the only person around me capable of resolving this issue is Song Yafei.
I really need to talk to her about it when I get back.
He Yang took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to me.
"He's a very famous lawyer. If you want a divorce, he should be able to help you. Just mention my name."
Can you help me?
Is it possible?
The Song Group has the most powerful legal team. What kind of lawyer can beat them?
I have no hope.
But I still held the business card in my hand and put it in my pocket.
I took a sip of coffee and said with a hint of helplessness.
"Actually, Xie Wenyao is making a fuss over nothing. It's always been Song Yafei who refuses to get a divorce. She should be the one persuading her, not you trying to persuade me."
He was shocked to hear this.
Not only him, but perhaps many people would find it hard to believe that the one who truly refused to divorce was Song Yafei.
In their eyes, what I value is Song Yafei's wealth, status, and power.
I should cherish it and hold on tight.
However, the truth is quite the opposite; these are never what I care about.
Furthermore, I have absolutely no feelings for Xie Wenyao.
I told He Yang the truth: "Even if I divorce Song Yafei, Xie Wenyao is not my choice. Don't try to persuade me on her behalf anymore."
Why are you so certain?
"How can someone without any feelings have a future?"
He Yang asked me a question in return, "So, you still have feelings for Yafei?"
I cannot answer that question.
I can't deny my feelings for her.
I acknowledge my feelings for her, but I'm waiting for them to slowly fade away.
Before leaving the hospital, I went to the cashier and gave the hospital director 50,000 yuan as a gift.
As I walked out of the hospital, I held the business card in my hand, feeling a strange sensation in my heart.
I had prepared myself to never be separated from Song Yafei, not even until death.
But when this business card was handed to me, a different kind of expectation flashed through my mind.
I don't want to face these unbearable things, I don't want to face Song Yafei, I don't want to face her provocations and betrayals time and time again.
I want to escape, I want to relax, I want to live freely.
This business card seems to have given me hope.
But perhaps it was just a burning hope in my heart.
I never expected to run into Xie Wenyao when I left the hospital.
She stood by the hospital entrance, as if waiting for someone, but she seemed lost in thought, looking down at her toes.
I don't know why she's here, but it's possible that He Yang contacted her.
Not wanting to have much contact with her, I simply ignored her and walked past her on the other side.
But soon, I could feel a gaze fixed on me.
I didn't turn around.
For the next few days, I stayed at home brainstorming and designing, and thankfully no one bothered me.
The hospital director's mother's surgery was performed as scheduled and was very successful; now it remains to be seen how her post-operative recovery will go.
That day, I was drawing design drafts in my study when I heard the familiar sound of high heels clicking on the floor.
A moment later, Song Yafei was heard asking Aunt Lin, "Where is the master?"
Aunt Lin: "I usually spend this time in the study."
I pretended not to hear and continued with my own business.
A short while later, Song Yafei pushed open the study door, and I buried myself in my thoughts at the desk.
After she interrupted him like that, he could only look up at her and say, "You're back."
As Song Yafei entered, she casually placed her bag on the small coffee table by the door.
Then he walked towards me, taking off his coat and throwing it onto the sofa as he went.
She came up behind me, leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"Judging from your tone, it seems you're not very welcoming of my return?"
I'm not used to this sudden intimacy.
I don't understand why she can act like nothing happened to me every time things are left unresolved.
Then she hugged my waist and pressed her lips to my neck.
And I'm so pathetic, I always fall for her occasional tenderness.
She turned around and was in my arms, and I caught her steadily in my hands.
She hugged my face and kissed me, her kiss unusually gentle, unlike her usual domineering and forceful manner.
She seems to be in a good mood today.
When the kiss ended, we were both out of breath, and she collapsed into my arms.
The rise and fall of our chests reveals our current impulses.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, buried herself in my chest, and her hands uncontrollably slipped inside me, setting me ablaze.
She rose slightly, leaning her body towards me, her alluring red lips close to my ear.
"So? Shall we continue today?"
Her hands continued to set me ablaze, and I didn't think she wanted to stop.
It's really strange that you're asking me this at this crucial moment!
It's a relationship of mutual exploitation, and I don't want to force myself to suppress my desires.
While I was still in a daze, she suddenly grabbed my hand and put it inside her collar.
She closed her eyes, wriggled slightly in enjoyment, and sipped the warm taste in her mouth, "It has to be you!"
"Boom!" My mind exploded instantly.
Her words made my body freeze instantly, and my blood run cold.
It has to be me again?
Does her implication suggest she has relationships with other men...?
The thought that she was just as alluring in front of others instantly dampened my enthusiasm.
Song Yafei's body pressed down on me, but I lost the desire to continue.
Perhaps sensing my odd behavior, she opened her eyes and looked at me with some confusion.
Just then, Aunt Lin knocked on the study door. "Sir, Madam, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat now?"
Aunt Lin's appearance interrupted us, which provided a convenient opportunity to stop without needing any reason.
I took my hands out and placed them on her slender waist.
I straightened her slightly disheveled clothes and hair.
"You're not feeling well, eat first, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable later."