The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 360 Returning to China (4)

"Who touched the wine in the wine cabinet?" Just after going downstairs, Huo Qirui stood in front of the wine cabinet and yelled sharply. The maids in the living room were all startled, and they stood still and did not dare to move .

"Are you all fucking dumb? I'm asking you!" Huo Qirui walked to the center of the living room in a few steps, and shouted with a cold and heavy hostility.

The servants in the living room all fell silent.Even if they borrowed some courage from them, they would not dare to touch the wine of the husband.

Just when Huo Qirui was about to lose his temper, Mrs. Cheng came in from outside carrying a bunch of messy things.

"Sir, it was Miss Du who put the wine into the wine cabinet for you..."

The maid's understatement immediately suppressed Huo Qirui's outburst of anger.

With steady and vigorous steps, he strode up to the second floor. In the bedroom, Du Liangchen was still sleeping soundly, and Huo Qirui stood beside the bed with a displeased expression on his face.

His fair and flushed face made him want to reach out and pinch her to wake her up, but he stopped abruptly when he stretched out halfway.

Damn woman, drank half of his bottle of wine and fell asleep half drunk? !

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After parting with Qiao Qi, Fan Tamarin drove directly to the cemetery in the western suburbs.

The weather was not very sunny, and the atmosphere of the cemetery was a bit depressing in late autumn.The tamarins are stepping on fine high-heeled shoes, creaking on the withered leaves...

This place is so desolate and secluded, and she must feel very lonely and lonely as a person who likes excitement and flashing lights so much.

Walking to the depths of the cemetery, the fan marmoset put down the bouquet in his hand, turned and left without stopping.She dared not look at the face on the tombstone...

I'm afraid I won't see the smiling face of that once swaying woman again...

I'm afraid I won't see her charming allure under the flashing lights again...

afraid--

Why do their sisters choose this seemingly glamorous but thorny road?

Supermodel?Actress?It's all a false dream...

Now, there is no chance to stand shoulder to shoulder together.

Across the vast Pacific Ocean, who would associate a Japanese fashion supermodel with a domestic actress?That might be fine too...

In the end, just being gently twisted by someone, he ruined his precious youth like an ant...

How ridiculous.

As we drove away from the cemetery, it was pouring down with rain.The dazzling Ferrari wiper keeps swinging, washing the fine rain curtain...

With a thud, the Ferrari stopped suddenly.

Fan Tamarin pushed the door open, got out of the car gracefully, and closed the door.

As soon as she got out of the car, the downpour immediately drenched her whole body.The fashionable clothes were all wet and stuck to her body, and the well-groomed hairstyle was also messed up...

The delicate and fair face gradually turned pale due to the coldness of the rain...

The Fantamarin raised his face, catching the raindrops falling from the sky...

The pale ones pinched together fiercely——

It would be great if this heavy rain could wash everything away!It would be great if this heavy rain could bring everything back to square one...

She doesn't want to be easy on every step, and she doesn't want to work hard.

She just wants to walk well on her dazzling runway, and only wants to show the true colors of various fashions——

I really just want to be myself.

Drenched in the heavy rain for most of the day, the fan marmoset squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

Heart-piercing cries echoed outside the cemetery in the western suburbs...

Then the crying gradually disappeared into the sound of rain——

(End of this chapter)