Young and dashing

  Lin Daguang didn't want to be a coward, so he had no choice but to maintain the status quo. However, in his heart, he was somewhat guilty and ashamed. He was, after all, the "little third" that nobody could see, while the man in front of him was the legitimate husband. As a "little third", it was inevitable to feel inferior and lack confidence when facing the legitimate wife. Although Lin Daguang was an evil person, he couldn't escape this psychological state. At the same time, he didn't understand why Teacher Jiang had dragged him into this situation. Wasn't Teacher Jiang trying to make things clear?

  Zhou Luo unexpectedly didn't blow up in anger, anyone could see the ambiguous relationship between Lin Dong and Jiang Yue, especially the tenderness revealed in Jiang Yue's eyes. He just asked: "You're back, it's late. Go home and sleep."

  This sentence also shocked Da Guanren and Jiang Yue, how can he be so calm? But Da Guanren felt that the calmer he was, the more violent the storm was brewing, the darkness before dawn was the most peaceful, and a volcano could erupt at any time. Da Guanren turned his head to look at Jiang Yue, wanting to see a hint of shame on her face, but unfortunately, there wasn't any, her expression was even calmer. Teacher Jiang said: "I will go home, you go back first."

  The official felt that these two people's conversation was really a bit inexplicable, profound, like a math problem.

  Zhou Luo turned around and said a sentence: "He is not suitable for you."

  The official did not refute the words of Zheng Fang's husband.

  Jiang Yue and Zhou Luo didn't see him, so she said to the official: "Let me down." After the official put Jiang Yue down, he asked: "Teacher, isn't that guy too calm?"

  Jiang Yue had a slightly venomous expression: "Hmph, calm? He's already about to explode inside, I just want to see how long he can hold on."

  The official realized he was being used as a gun holder and could only smile wryly: "Then I'll go back first."

  Jiang Yue withdrew the venomous gaze from just now, how did she become like this? Perhaps it was because she hated Zhou Luo's ruthless betrayal too much. It could only be explained this way to make sense.

  The official walked two steps and returned to Jiang Yue's front, then said in a low voice: "Do you mind if I go up with you?"

  Jiang Yan said: "If you don't come back and say this sentence, we will completely end."

  The official's eyes were dim, and he seemed to have taken a liking to Jiang Yue, the demon. She said this with a smile, but her eyes held back tears, making the official's heart tighten. The official wiped away her tears and smiled: "So sometimes Xiao San must have enough courage to face the pressure brought by the first wife."

  Jiang Yue's hands held the official's face and then fiercely pressed her lips to his, after a loud smack, Jiang Yue's eyebrows danced with joy: "You're not the mistress, you're the fourth concubine, I like the fourth concubine."

  The official rubbed his nose and said with some self-mockery: "It seems I've been promoted to Little Fourth, pretty good."

  Jiang Yan said: "I know what I'm doing, and I don't regret it. You might think I'm using you to get back at Zhou Luo, but that's not the case. If you think that way, then you're a bastard."

  The official laughed and said: "I've never been a turtle egg."

  "Alright then, let's go back. I'll give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow."

  The official hesitated for a moment, thinking of going up with her, but gave up and turned to leave.

  Jiang Yue and Lin Dong walked out of their line of sight and returned home. Zhou Luo sat on the sofa in the living room, looking very leisurely as he read the newspaper.

  Jiang Yue knew he was pretending, because he didn't even wear glasses.

  Jiang Yue didn't say a single unnecessary word and went straight upstairs.

  "Halt." Zhou Luo put down the newspaper in his hand and walked to Jiang Yue's front, a volcano on the verge of eruption, saying, "Who is he?"

  "Who is he?" Jiang Yue smiled nervously, "Then may I ask who was the woman with you in the car last night?"

  "I... that's my colleague." Zhou Luo said in shock, how did she know? He and his colleague had *done it* in the car last night. There were no people around at that time. How did Jiang Yue find out.

  "Colleague?" Jiang Yue intentionally prolonged her tone, smiled, but in her heart, she was still pierced by an invisible knife: "What were you doing with a colleague in the car for almost half an hour? Chatting? Talking about ideals?"

  "So what do you think it is?"

  Jiang Yue said, "You're not a man, you've done something and don't dare to admit it. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Jiang Yue, this woman who had lived for almost thirty years, felt that cursing was really comfortable at this moment, and sometimes cursing could be so satisfying. Suddenly, she felt much better.

  After seeing Zhou Luo's hypocritical face, she felt that loving him all these years was a stupid mistake. No wonder when they made love, he didn't have any energy or spirit, it had all been spent outside, and naturally he didn't have the energy to care about her.

  At first, university romance was all sweet nothings, but before the seven-year itch, it all became unbearable.

  Bang.

  Zhou Luo slapped Jiang Yue's face and scolded: "You cheap woman, you dare to make me wear a green hat, I'll beat you to death."

  Jiang Yue covered her face and coldly said: "We'll consider this slap a settlement, tomorrow we'll go get a divorce."

  "Divorce? I'll beat you to death first." Zhou Luo took two steps forward and punched Jiang Yue in the face. Jiang Yue instinctively kicked him back. Zhou Luo's anger reached new heights, his entire face twisted in rage, as he continued to punch and kick Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue couldn't withstand the domestic violence and ran out of the room. Just then, her phone rang, but before she could answer it, Zhou Luo snatched it from her hand and slammed it to the ground.

  "Zhōu Luò, you bastard."

  "I'm just a scoundrel, let you put a green hat on me." Zhou Luo kicked Jiang Yue onto the sofa with one foot. Jiang Yue only felt a severe pain in his stomach, his face turned pale, and his eyes looked at Zhou Luo who had already gone mad with a mixture of helplessness and terror. He had completely lost his usual gentleness.

  "I let you wear a green hat for me." Zhou Luo kicked Jiang Yue who was shrinking in the corner.

  "I let you wear a green hat on me." Zhou Luo's mind was filled with the ambiguous scene of Lin Dong and Jiang Yan just now, his anger soaring to the sky, he grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it on Jiang Yan's head.

  With a loud crash, Jiang Yue felt his mind go completely blank, and his eyes seemed to see nothing, then he fell down with a thud.

  "Teacher Jiang, Teacher Jiang, open the door." Lin Dong's anxious voice sounded from outside the door.

  Lin Dong was on the road, thinking left and right, still going to Jiang Yue's house, looking at Zhou Luo who should be a gentle man but felt like a violent man when he wasn't being gentle. So he rushed to Jiang Yue's house without stopping. On the way, he called Jiang Yue, but no one answered.