Private Wife

The earth is not small but not big, and it is strange that people will get up there. Some people say that it is called fate, and some people say that it is fate. +++Cardino mobile phone reading m.wuxiahere.com+++

She never thought that after many years, Cai Yutang's brother would transfer to the pharmaceutical factory where she worked and become her subordinate.

Cai Yuhua is a young, lovable and motivated boy. There is no reason for Xifan to not use him. She is even controlled by pride. In order to show her generosity and carelessness, she also takes care of him everywhere, so she will know Cai Yutang from his mouth. I'm getting married, and I'm invited.

Cai Yuhua sent the wedding invitation to her and said: "The older brother said that Sister Xifan is an important woman in his life. If it weren't for the support of Sister Xifan, maybe he would not even be able to graduate from college. bless."

This sentence made her feel very ironic. She is a very important woman in his life, but not the most important woman, right? He got love and wholeheartedness from her, but after throwing her away as garbage, still want to get her blessing? Is he too naive or too greedy?

There are countless OSs in her heart, but the proud she is not willing to admit defeat, and finally decided to attend the wedding banquet.

In order to make herself look uncomfortable, and even deliberately show that her life is better than him, she spends money on body care, spends three hours on makeup, puts on expensive Chanel new clothes, and uses fit tailoring to shape her figure. The advantages are vividly displayed. When Xiaomi sees it, they all mistakenly think that she wants to seduce the groom and ruin the wedding.

She didn't plan to do this, but the appropriate makeup and elegant manners, she was radiantly radiant, and indeed attracted the attention of more than half of the men in the audience.

Cai Yutang is a humorous man. He jokingly said, "I was young and ignorant at the time. Now I know what I missed."

With a perfect smile, she said in a distant and polite manner: "You and the bride are right."

When she said this, she deliberately raised her chin and met the bride intentionally or unintentionally. She told herself in her heart: Han Xifan, you won! �Suppress the opponent's momentum severely.

This is a flawless performance. If the wedding banquet was a battlefield, she would have won a big victory, but she was not happy.

Why? She should be proud. She is like a proud queen. She has won the envy of countless men and women when she patrols the battlefield. But... what? It is the bride who is smiling and happy next to Cai Yutang like a little bird, not her Han Xifan.

At that moment, she clearly saw herself alone in Cai Yutang's eyes.

After leaving the wedding banquet, she went to the bar to get drunk. Years of entertainment culture allowed her to train a good amount of alcohol, not to mention that with Xiaomi by her side, she can drink courageously...

Suddenly, a flash of light flashes, Xiaomi is beside him

No, she remembers that Xiaomi’s mother’s blood pressure soared to the emergency room. Before Xiaomi left, she kept reminding her not to drink too much, and remember to call a taxi home...

That's right, Xiaomi is not here! She should be restrained, but last night...

The headache got worse, and her ears buzzed constantly, like 20 million bees nesting in her head, and she couldn't bear the noise. She clenched her fists and knocked her head. Xifan tried to remember what happened last night, but the effect was not great. He knocked a few more times, squeezed his eyebrows and then curled his lips. Finally, some scenes came out of her mind one after another—

Xiaomi left, but his father called him away.

She reminded herself that she should be restrained. Millet is not allowed to drink and drive anymore, but the heart is empty, as if someone has slashed it out, and she feels quite uncomfortable, like someone poured into her chest a bowl called loneliness and strong. The corrosive soup made her eyes and mouth awkward, and her life obscured.

She likes sweets and doesn't like bitterness, so she uses a cup of hot liquor to quench the indescribable bitterness.

Did you pour it too hard? She lay down on the bar, smiled at everyone, raised a glass to everyone, and then...there was no more...

A shudder rushed from the bottom of my heart suddenly, and Xifan was clever and completely awake!

Although the head and throat still hurt badly, she must figure out where she is as soon as possible.

Rubbing her eyes, she opened her eyes and looked around.

This is a...mud house?

Can Taipei City still find this kind of house? This kind of house should only be found in the Palace Museum, right?

No, neither does the Forbidden City. It should be the China Film Cultural City.

The floor of this house is mud and brick, and there is a thick layer of dust on it, which almost obscures its original appearance. The house is fairly wide, but the furniture is horribly rough and crude.

There is a square table and four long benches in the middle of the room. The workmanship is so primitive that it is unimaginable. There is also a large cabinet on the wall on the left. The bed is also made of clay. It is a big one. There is a wooden box at the head of the bed, which is the whole room. The only furniture you can see in the room.

Sleeping on this mud bed until dawn, how can the bones not be broken? Last night... what happened in the end? Why is she here when she wakes up? A bad feeling arose in my heart, no, she was picked up?

no! She has to check, why would she use a one-night stand to bless her first love boyfriend's newly married? Impossible, only one night, sadness and loneliness forced her to evolve rapidly and become a man and woman in the new era of eating and drinking?

Tight eyes, she stared at the front of the house, where there was a window, and a slight light came in from the square window, and she saw a platform beside the platform... what was that? God, is it the stove where ancient women cook? Old pots, rotten bowls, broken wooden scoops, two or three large water tanks, and one... can that thing be called a cabinet?

She breathed hard, wondering where she was, suddenly, her gaze froze when she met the man next to her.

He is not a human... No, the correct way to say is that he is not a "modern man"!

He is combing the hair bun of a man in period costume and wearing the satin clothes of a man in period costume. His eyes and four-fifths of his nose are covered with cloth strips, revealing a round chin.

She is not very good at recognizing the facial features of a person, and she has to look at the same face several times before she can remember it.

This problem is a big injury to the business staff, but fortunately, she has many 3C products to help, and Xiaomi’s human brain builds files for her.

The topic is too far apart. What she wants to say is that even if she is blind, she can't think of the other person as an ancient person.

So what is going on? Is she still having a hangover?

Close her eyes and take ten deep breaths. She needs a lot of oxygen to wake up the nerves in her brain.

She is crazy, it must be the alcohol that caused the decline in intelligence, um, that's right! She lowered her head and saw... her own clothes between her fingers.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide. Wow, she opened her hands quickly, rubbing her sleepy eyes vigorously.

With her undulating and proud breast, why was she so drunk that she turned into an airport overnight? Did she sign a breast reduction surgery? But there are still legs without her chest. How did her pair of slender legs, which she wears beautiful leg socks maintain every day, become two short matchsticks?

Also, what is she wearing, her Chanel dress? Her six X 吒　 吭吭趸岊涑嗌　济奚兰汀　　寤ㄐ　br/>

Come on, she's only a heroine in her life, she's never been a hero, okay?

In intense shock, Xifan touched her cheek, and then looked at her hands and feet. This, this, this...this is not her body!

The crystal nails were gone, the pretty sister's head turned into a long-haired shawl, and the tattoos on her elbows disappeared... Will fashion women turn into little village girls? Why does this teach her how to feel good?

Who will tell her what happened?

Xifan turned her head and stared at the man next to her. She had seen someone who tied a cloth strip to her forehead, but she had never seen one tied directly to her eyes. Is this some kind of fashion, or is he hurting his eyes? Or... she fell into some strange time and space?

"Who...who are you?" Xifan frowned and asked the other party. At the same time, she moved the distance between herself and the other party. Anyway, the bed was big enough to be able to shoot "roll over! Boy" on it.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, she frowned deeper, is he still asleep?

He can still sleep when he moves so much? Did he take psychedelics?

Xifan pushed him vigorously, three or four times in succession, and he finally reacted, but his reaction was actually to stretch his hands and slam in the air a few times, making a short sound in his mouth.

What does he want to express is "Don't bully me"? What the **** is this?

Xifan stretched her foot and kicked him twice, but saw that his reaction was exactly the same as before. He had no other reaction? Will it hurt but can't talk? No...no, a thought arose, and she felt a little scared.

"I beg you to scold me, don't be dumb, speak a few words, just wave your hand? Do you think you are electing the president?"

Xifan talked more and more anxiously, a heart almost jumped out of her throat, she no longer felt uncomfortable anywhere on her body, she strongly needed someone to tell herself where it was and what was going on now? She can't deal with all situations ignorantly.

But the man still didn't speak, she pushed him again, and he continued to wave his hands "president election".

In the end, she stopped pushing him and pulled away from him, and said to him in an imploring tone: "Please tell me, who are you? Where is this place?"

After no physical contact, he also stopped.

Xifan's heart was alarming, no way... She endured the discomfort in her throat, screamed "Ah" with all her strength, and then waited for his response, but saw that he didn't react at all, as if she did. There was a silent device in his throat.

Lowering her head in frustration, Xifan looked sad, and her shoulders fell all the way into hell. She thought she had a few inferences.

Corollary 1: He didn't respond because he couldn't hear.

Corollary 2: He didn't scold her, but only made a babble of protest because he couldn't speak.

What about Yanchu? Regardless of politeness, Xifan stretched out her hand and lifted it up, but within three seconds before and after, she took the gray strip of cloth on his face.

Now he felt and reacted, and saw that he closed his eyes, expressing his anger with pain.

Xifan's hands were shaking more and more severely, and she turned her eyes around again, and then saw her fingers holding the cloth corners from the embroidered shoes on her feet. Her anxiety was thoroughly confirmed. This is not a "inference". ", but "facts."

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