C1 Beautiful bride

The provincial capital of Jinan.

The quiet night wind was blowing with a magical melody.

In a rented room that was a dozen or so square meters, under the dim light, Huang Xing looked at his newly wedded wife, Zhao Xiaoran, infatuated with him. His heart was filled with the desire of a man.

To be exact, the title of bridegroom had been lost a few days after their marriage.

My wife hasn't let me touch her lately.

Huang Xing's wife, Zhao Xiaoran, had a beauty and figure that could topple all living things. This had always been Huang Xing's pride. Huang Xing cherished them greatly. He, who came from a poor and poor background, had always wanted to use his own hard work to allow his wife to live a good life without worrying about food and clothing. He had paid too much, too much. He was a security guard in a Security Company. Currently, he was responsible for security in the headquarters of a large state-owned enterprise in the provincial capital, the Chengsheng Group. To some extent, he did create myths. He was deeply admired by the office manager Huang Jinjiang, who was in charge of security at Chengsheng Group. In just half a year's time, he had been promoted to the position of captain of the security team. Only he knew how much he had to pay, how much responsibility, and how much he had promised his wife.

Today was the happy day of his official promotion after the end of his probation period.

Huang Xing told the news of his promotion to his wife Zhao Xiaoran. He originally thought that would be very happy, but she did not have any reaction at all. Huang Xing approached her but she actually turned his face to the other side and tightly wrapped up his blanket. Huang Xing was a little disappointed, but the excitement in his heart had long buried his strong self-esteem. He wanted to use his passion to melt her nearly cold heart.

Under his unremitting efforts, Zhao Xiaoran finally managed to turn back. He was overjoyed. His wife's beautiful face looked so luxurious in the light of the lamp. That kind of impulse to give in after a long time had actually made Huang Xing suddenly have the feeling of becoming a hero. He was proud, he was happy, and he was grateful. He wanted to spend the rest of his life in the sea of the night with his wife.

Perhaps he loved his wife more. He felt that he was born into a poor family. Being able to marry such a beautiful and delicate wife was a blessing he could enjoy for the rest of his life. His wife worked for a large state-owned company called Chamber of Commerce. Although she was only a normal worker, her salary was twice that of Huang Xing. Just this point made Huang Xing feel extremely inferior. However, he was never discouraged. He had always firmly believed that there would be a day when his life would become glorious.

But when Zhao Xiaoran turned around, it was not to fulfil Huang Xing's earnest wish. Instead, she said with extreme impatience, "I'm not feeling well today!"

These few words instantly made Huang Xing feel ashamed.

However, most of them were angry. It wasn't because Huang Xing didn't know how to be considerate to his wife, but rather, he wanted to mess around when she wasn't feeling well. The problem laid in the fact that Zhao Xiaoran had already visited this place 'uncomfortably' four times in a month! Everyone knew that this' uncomfortable 'guy was very principled and disciplined. At most, he would only cross the line once a month. However, Zhao Xiaoran's' relatives' seemed to be especially friendly to her. In less than a month's time, they had come four times.

Although his wife was taking him as a fool, Huang Xing was extremely clear about the situation in his heart. Whether he was uncomfortable or not was not the key, it was Zhao Xiaoran's line of defense. Huang Xing felt that his wife had not only become cold after her wedding, even her attitude towards him had become as cold as ice.

Regarding Zhao Xiaoran's excuse, Huang Xing felt helpless and bitter at the same time. But as a normal man, he had been suppressing it for too long.

Zhao Xiaoran slept by her side everyday, but although this woman was already her wife in name, her body did not belong to him. He felt that this beautiful body had already become so unfamiliar. It had been a long time since Huang Xing's old ticket had boarded his own Titanic.

Huang Xing stuck his head out a little closer: "My wife, can you give me a chance?"

Who would have thought that Zhao Xiaoran's lips trembled slightly and actually nodded slightly.

Huang Xing was overwhelmed by this unexpected favor! He kept cheering himself on in his heart: I must not let down my wife's favor this time, I must not let my wife down!

All of this seemed like a dream. He was so excited that he almost shed tears.

As he accepted the order, his enthusiasm flared up like fire.

However, his wife's face was like ice, like a puppet's.

Completely on duty.

Huang Xing felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Zhao Xiaoran impatiently urged. Hurry up!

His wife's coldness caused him to be in a deadlock, as if he had been humiliated.

He suddenly realized the complicated thoughts Cao Cao had when he said, "Abandon the taste and taste of food without meat."

Zhao Xiaoran impatiently raised his voice again, urging them on: Hurry up, didn't you hear it? This is the last time I have done my duty as a wife

Huang Xing suddenly froze. What, what do you mean?

This shock from Huang Xing caused his originally fiery passion to suddenly dissipate and he lost all will to fight.

Zhao Xiaoran who had been cold as ice all this while finally erupted. She sat up on the bed and looked at Huang Xing angrily. Huang Xing suddenly felt that his wife, who was once as beautiful as an angel in his heart, was now this ferocious. Her anger was surging like a ferocious beast, catching Huang Xing somewhat off guard.

Perhaps, he should have long since realized the arrival of this day! He couldn't give her everything she wanted, which was a fatal wound to a vain woman.

Zhao Xiaoran's tears gushed out from her eyes. A woman's tears came really quickly. Zhao Xiaoran said grievingly: From tomorrow onwards, I will no longer be your wife! I want to divorce you!

Huang Xing felt his heart tremble. Wh, why?

Zhao Xiaoran coldly snorted. Why? Didn't you think of it yourself? I can't stand it anymore! I've had enough of this life! I, Zhao Xiaoran, am just a flower stuck in cow dung. Back then, when there were so many people who liked me, I chose to take a liking to you and followed you! But what kind of life did you give me? To live in a rented apartment of a dozen square meters and have a good meal and buy a beautiful set of clothes felt like a fantasy! Is this the life of a human being, you know, I can't even lift my head in front of my colleagues. This colleague husband is the civil servant of the government department, the colleague husband is the vice president of the state-owned enterprise, the worst colleague husband is the department manager of the company. When someone asked me what my husband did, I was too embarrassed to say. I really can't muster up the courage to say that my husband is a security guard! Do you know what other people say about security? Three words, watchdog

Huang Xing felt his face burning. He never thought that his wife's impression of him would be so low. He had always thought that with love, there would be a home. Now, he suddenly realized that without money as a foundation, love would not last long. Without money as a foundation, a home would not last long. He had always believed in the power of love, and love had indeed given him the power to be promoted to captain of the security forces in a mere six months. He thought his wife would be happy, but it turned out to be an innocent fantasy.

His wife, Zhao Xiaoran, was a Manchu, but she was never satisfied.

Huang Xing resisted the disappointing tears in his eyes with all his might, not allowing them to show off his weakness. Still, he managed to say to his wife, I'm still young, my wife. I've been working hard. My salary can go up another two hundred next month

Zhao Xiaoran laughed out loud, looking at Huang Xing with disdain: 200, so many! Being a security chief was very impressive. He was still a security guard, but he was still a gatekeeper! I, Zhao Xiaoran, am truly blind, I already felt that you were handsome and handsome, and that you were an honest person. But Huang Xing, tell me, other than being a little handsome, do you have other advantages? Ah, I almost forgot, you have another advantage, which is that you're no different from a lustful wolfhound at night. It's really Huang Xing, not because I'm talking about you, it's really a waste of your potential to not be a duck. Huang Xing, I tell you, I have had enough. I, Zhao Xiaoran felt wronged, truly too wronged. Am I ugly? Why is the heavens treating me so unfairly? Why can all those women who aren't as beautiful as me find a man with money and a career, but I, Zhao Xiaoran, found a vase … …