Chapter 127 Leave Him and Go to Another Man

It's so obvious to him, why is he still stalking?

Even in this disguise, Sang Xia still recognized him at a glance. God knows she thought he didn't want to torture himself, so she left the house early, but how could she have imagined that this bastard would actually follow her.

Sangxia saved the photo, found the communication contact—the devil pervert—selected the picture, typed a few words, and sent it.

After the series of actions ended, a worried man in the crowd suddenly heard his cell phone ring.

He quickly took it out, covered it, looked behind him to see if she had noticed it, but he was silently cursing in his heart, who was sending him something at this time.

If he finds out, he's dead!

He swiped open the screen of his phone, and before he could see who sent the text message, his eyes were caught by what was sent.

That's one picture and three words.

And that photo...

The moment he saw it clearly, his face turned dark instantly!

Immediately, his face changed several times, sometimes green, sometimes green, and now he looked like a roasted red shrimp.

In the photo, he was clearly squeezing around on the subway, leaning his head to see who she was videotaping with, but he didn't expect that she was deliberately taking a selfie to put him in the frame!

The photo is so ugly!

And those three words made him want to find a hole in the ground and crawl into them.

It says: [shameless]

Rong Zhan: "..."

shameless.

She called herself shameless.

Rong Zhan's expression was very complicated and subtle: "..."

He stared at the message for a long time, and then wiped his face in defeat, feeling as if he was really too embarrassed to see anyone.

Is it easy for him? After all, he is a feared arms man, but he is afraid that his wife will run away with someone else, so he will secretly follow her.

I found out and was ridiculed like this.

No face at all.

Every time she stabbed his heart so clearly.

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After Sangxia got off the subway, she took a taxi and went directly to Boyi's place.

"I took it off for you last night, but you forgot to put it on this morning."

Bo Yi took out his watch and spoke in a very light and gentle tone.

He was wearing a black coat and a high-collared light gray cashmere sweater. He had a handsome face, a slender body, and a natural aura of dignity and alienation in his every move.

It is also full of a strong ascetic atmosphere, as if it is not blasphemous.

Sang Xia tugged at the corners of her lips and stretched out her hand to get it, but he helped her put it on. The movement was natural, as if it was subconscious. Just when Sang Xia felt something was wrong, it was already too late.

His hand was already attached to hers.

As he helped her put it on, a clear and elegant voice came softly at the same time, "...You are still the same as before, always asking me to remind you."

When he said this, his eyelids were slightly drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his eyelids. The skin on his hands was white and almost transparent, and she could clearly see the cyan veins and blood vessels under the skin.

Sang Xia was speechless, and Bo Yi didn't need to say anything. She knew that Bo Yi had suffered too much for the treatment.

He has lost a lot of weight and his body is not as good as before.

Who is he doing this for?

Sang Xia slowly fluttered her eyelashes and pursed her lips slightly. She knew, but she had to pretend not to know...

She ignored the pain in her heart. After putting it on, she smiled at him and said, "Go back quickly. I'm sorry to bother you. Please keep warm when it's cold."

After she said this politely, she took a step back, didn't stay any longer, and turned around to leave.

And Bo Yi just looked at her slender figure leaving, his eyes that were plain all the time suddenly became complicated and obscure...

Because, not far away.

A dark figure was waiting for her.