"Do it!"
Chen Jianghe roared and pounced.
Having not seen a woman for three years, even a sow would be as beautiful as Diao Chan, let alone someone who was already Diao Chan... After an unknown amount of time, Ling Xue emerged from the bathroom with her hair disheveled.
"Chen Jianghe, you really have no pity for other people's wives, do you?"
Ling Xue glared at Chen Jianghe angrily and quickly changed her clothes.
"Beep beep!"
Just then, the sound of a car horn suddenly blared from downstairs, and Ling Xue's pretty face changed slightly.
"My fiancé is here, Jianghe, stay in my house, don't go out yet. Wait until we leave, then you can go!" Ling Xue finished speaking, hurriedly grabbed her bag, and went downstairs.
Chen Jianghe lit a cigarette, letting the smoke curl around him. Ling Xue used to hate him smoking, and he never smoked in front of her, but now it didn't matter.
He walked to the window and soon saw Ling Xue and a man appear.
The man was driving a Toyota crown, a car worth five or six hundred thousand, which could buy two or three houses in Pengcheng.
Downstairs, Ling Xue intimately held Zhang Peng's arm, her smile bright and sweet.
"Xue'er, why is your face so red?"
Liu Feng sat in the car, looking puzzled.
"I just took a shower, the water was a bit hot. Let's go!"
Ling Xue's smile was bright, without the slightest hint of abnormality.
Liu Feng nodded, started the car, and left the family compound.
"Money, it's really a good thing!"
Chen Jianghe watched the crown disappear around the street corner. His youth was also over.
He left the family building in a daze. Chen Jianghelooked at the sky. It was time to go home.
He smoked a cigarette and walked in the direction of his home from memory. In three years, Pengcheng's changes didn't seem too great. Half an hour later, Chen Jianghe walked through an alley and arrived outside a three-story building.
This building was built by his father, Chen Zhiming, but unfortunately, things were no longer the same.
"Jianghe!"
Suddenly, a sturdy figure ran over. Seeing Chen Jianghe, he excitedly hugged him. "I remembered you were getting out of prison today and went to pick you up but couldn't find you. Where did you go?"
"Dapeng?"
Chen Jianghe hugged the person tightly, his eyes moist.
The woman was gone, but at least his brother was still there.
Zhang Peng and Chen Jianghe had been friends since they were toddlers, growing up together. Zhang Penghad two younger siblings, and he wasn't cut out for studying. He dropped out before finishing junior high.
Later, he worked in a black factory for two years. When Chen Jianghe's father opened an arcade, he called him over to manage the points, until something happened to Chen Jianghe and his father.
For these three years, only Zhang Peng visited Chen Jianghe every month, rain or shine.
"Brother, it's good you're out, it's good you're out!"
Zhang Peng vigorously patted Chen Jianghe's back, secretly wiping away tears. "Come on, let's go to my house. I'll make you something delicious!"
"Let's go inside and sit first. I have something to ask you!"
Chen Jianghe took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the door.
"Jianghe, don't go!"
Zhang Peng gritted his teeth and whispered, "Sister Shao arranged for people to occupy this house!"
Sister Shao, Shao Wan, was considered Chen Jianghe's stepmother.
Back then, Chen Jianghe's mother took his sister and left. A few years later, Chen Zhiming made a name for himself and had some money, all of which he spent on Shao Wan, and Shao Wan naturally followed Chen Zhiming.
But in these three years, Shao Wan never visited Chen Jianghe in prison once.
"This house is not for her, Shao Wan, to occupy!"
Chen Jianghe sneered.
"Jianghe, don't be impulsive. I didn't want to say it, but I can't just watch you go to your death!" Zhang Penghesitated for a long time before sighing, "In these three years you were inside, I heard a lot of news!"
"I heard that Uncle Chen's death was related to Sister Shao!"