"Chu Yu, when I help you this time, I will treat it as giving back all the kindness you have shown me over the years. From now on, I will pretend that I have never known you!"

"…………"

Chu Yu suddenly burst into tears when he heard the beeping sound in his ears.

Shanshan, I have failed you after all in this life, I will keep you in my heart forever.

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Zhao Ruoshan was in an unprecedented dilemma. If he didn't help Chu Yu, as he said, he might really lose everything.

If she helped Chu Yu, would Murong Shang blame her?

In recent days, Murong Shang occasionally works from home.

In the evening, while Murong Shang was taking a bath, Zhao Ruoshan quickly sneaked into the study and found the bid price of the Dongyang cooperation project in his notebook.

Then he found Chu Yu’s number and quickly sent a string of numbers to it. Before Chu Yu could reply to the message, he deleted the number and blocked it.

After doing all this, she felt as if she had experienced a catastrophe.

This time, she was more afraid than ever before that Murong Shang would discover what she had done.

"Shan'er!"

A man's gentle call came from outside.

Zhao Ruoshan quickly came to his senses, walked out of the study room, and closed the door.

"Husband!" She quickly walked into the bedroom, stood on tiptoes and kissed the man on the chin.

Murong Shang was stunned for a moment as if he was flattered, and then he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

"Shan'er, I love you so much!"

Zhao Ruoshan's heart sank further and further to the bottom.

"Brother Murong, I..." Zhao Ruoshan pursed his lips unnaturally.

"Huh?" Murong Shang hugged her and sat on the bed.

"……I love you too."

The man was stunned for a moment, then hugged her excitedly, "Shan'er, I am too, I love you very much..."

Instantly, Zhao Ruoshan felt even more guilty.

He is so kind to her now, but what if he finds out about this?

For a moment, Zhao Ruoshan felt extremely regretful.

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Three days later——

On this day, Murong Shang did not come back until very late.

Zhao Ruoshan was puzzled. Was he busy at work?

In the six months since their marriage, except when the two of them quarreled, Murong Shang never came home late one day.

According to the past, he always couldn't wait to go home and would hug her and spin her around several times as soon as he entered the door.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and called Murong Shang.

Within a moment, someone picked up the phone.

"Who are you looking for?" It was Murong Shang's voice, but he seemed to be drunk and his speech was slurred.

"Husband, it's me, where are you?" Zhao Ruoshan bit her lip and asked.

"Oh, she's my wife. Where am I is none of your business?"

"Because you are my husband..."

Zhao Ruoshan muttered something, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He was always like this, neglecting her every once in a while.

"You also know that I am your husband?" Murong Shang snorted coldly, raised a wine bottle and took a sip of strong drink, "Then why is it not me you love??"

"I love you!" Zhao Ruoshan replied immediately without hesitation.

Murong Shang frowned, as if answering a question to himself, "You love me... No, no, how could you love me, Zhao Ruoshan, let me tell you, I don't love you anymore, and I don't care about you anymore!!"

Zhao Ruoshan was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to open his mouth to defend, Murong Shang had already hung up the phone.

She hurriedly called again, but Murong Shang stopped answering the phone.

Looking at the empty bedroom and thinking of what the man had just said, Zhao Ruoshan threw herself on the bed and cried loudly.
Chapter completed!