He pressed her down on the sofa, almost aggressively crushing her lips with his own. His large hands skillfully unbuttoned the woman's clothes. She was breathing slightly, looking into his eyes, "You still love me, don't you?"The man took a deep breath and abruptly pushed her away. He lit another cigarette, brought it to his lips, and took a fierce drag.The woman leaned against his chest, hugging his waist tightly, feeling satisfied, "Yi Chu, let's get back together, okay?"Meng Yichu couldn't give her an answer. It wasn't the right time for him to get a divorce. Before he fully acquired the spice factory, he couldn't extricate himself.Late into the night, after a month, the man finally returned home and went straight to take a shower. The woman, hearing the noise, got up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and checked the time on her phone. It was one o'clock in the morning. She put on a coat, got out of bed, and came to the bathroom door, knocking lightly, "Yi Chu, is that you?"T
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