wife's choice

Chapter 36 You Let Me. How Can I Believe You!
with a snap.

The wine glass was broken and cut Fan Jun's left hand, bleeding profusely.

The proprietress exclaimed, and quickly found gauze, took his hand and wanted to bandage him, but he refused, frowning in pain and holding his hand tightly.

His eyes were fixed on me, as if he wanted to prove his words.

Seeing him hurting himself like this, I smiled coldly, picked up the wine glass, looked at the wine in it, and said lightly: "Do you think this can prove that you have never done anything?"

Fan Jun froze for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"You are still obsessed with your obsession! Do you think that if you don't admit it, none of this really happened?"

I drank the wine in one gulp, raised my voice a little, and asked again, Fan Jun opened his mouth to explain.

"Let me tell you, even if you die now, you won't be able to make up for the mistakes you made!"

"You not only ruined me, you also ruined Zhou Yi, your unborn child, and the original two happy families!"

"Some things, some mistakes, you can't make up for it in your life!"

I poked my chest vigorously with my fingers. The wound Fan Jun gave me was still dripping with blood and hadn't scabbed over. He mentioned it again, and stabbed me mercilessly on the wound again!

Waves of unbearable pain hit me crazily, and it was about to make me collapse!
My voice grew louder and turned into a yell.

Tears flowed uncontrollably at that moment.

After yelling, I slapped myself hard!

I hate myself for crying for my wife and this kind of person.
Fan Jun was overwhelmed by my yelling and looked at me blankly.

His hands trembled, and the wine glass he picked up again fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

His eye sockets were filled with tears, and his lips trembled. He tried to speak several times but failed to speak. Finally, his eyes were red and he looked at me in pain.

The proprietress hasn't seen me and Fan Jun blushing for more than ten years, let alone shouting like this.

She kept saying that we are not brothers, but we are better than brothers.

I yelled at the proprietress holding the gauze and couldn't hold it steady, and fell to the ground.

After shouting, I silently wanted to leave.

The proprietress quickly grabbed me and refused to let me go, saying that although she didn't know what happened between Fan Jun and me, Fan Jun was like this now and he needed me.

I spoke so clearly, how could the proprietress fail to understand what happened?
She didn't want the brotherhood between me and Fan Jun to end like this.

Regardless of Fan Jun's willingness or not, the proprietress bandaged his hands for him and re-served us with some food. She took the wine away and said we were drunk and could not drink any more.

drunk?
Ha ha
I really want to stay drunk for a long time, but I can't get drunk no matter what!

The proprietress left the wine helplessly, and kept an eye on Fan Jun and me to prevent anything from happening to us.

Fan Jun directly picked up a bottle and dried it up. His tears flowed into his mouth, and he swallowed it together with the wine.
He put the empty wine bottle heavily on the table, took out a cigarette, and habitually wanted to pass one to me, but suddenly remembered something, then retracted his hand, lit it, and took a deep breath, the sound Trembling, said: "I know, you won't believe anything I say now, but, as a brother"

I glared at him.

Fan Jun smiled bitterly, drank another cup, swallowed it with a painful face, and said very depressed: "Shen Jie, no matter how much you hate me, I still want to tell you that you really wronged my sister-in-law .And I!"

He wiped away a tear.

My tears flowed into my mouth again.

Bitter, salty, astringent!

Both of them have been caught by me, and the two of them are still explaining each other for each other.

For so many days, no one has sincerely apologized to me, said that they were wrong, even if they were trying to lie to me, they never said a word!
One is my brother who I have played with since childhood, and the other is the love of my life.

It's fine if they really have the ability to deceive me, so that I don't have to suffer the pain of reality.

However, Fan Jun still sent WeChat messages to his wife in the morning, saying that it was successful?baby!

What else can be done?
No, I peeked at the chat history before, and the two of them were discussing how to cheat their mother's coffin book!
If I hadn't seen it, I really thought I had wronged them both.

"Ask yourself, since I was a child, I like to joke, but do I look like someone who seduces my sister-in-law? Why don't you believe me?"

Fan Jun explained again in a trembling voice.

Speaking of the excitement, he picked up the broken wine glass on the ground and put it on his wrist, his face was grim, and he yelled at me in pain and despair: "Do you really want me to die in front of you before you believe that Tang Ziqing and I have never done anything?" ?”

"How can you make me believe you!" I glared at him angrily.

Fan Jun used too much force, bloodstains appeared on his wrist, and began to bleed slowly.

The proprietress panicked and hurried up to stop Fan Jun, but he pointed at him with a broken wine glass and yelled angrily not to allow her to come over.

The proprietress could only turn her head red-eyed and keep persuading me.

The people at the barbecue stand were all scared away.
In fact, Fan Jun's words made me feel a little shaken in my heart.

When I first found out that he was an adulterer, the reason why I was so hard to accept and suffered was because I believed that he would never be the kind of person who would seduce my sister-in-law.

When I first came out to work hard, he helped me a lot.

Even, in the process of pursuing his wife, he generously donated money when he was poor. At that time, he was also pursuing Zhou Yi with all his strength, and he was not much richer than me.

He would rather eat steamed buns and help me catch up with my wife!

During this period of time, I was caught between him and Zhou Yi, and I could feel more clearly that his love for Zhou Yi has never changed.

Now, I really feel his pain, it doesn't seem like it came from a show, and I feel that there are some discrepancies between him and his wife's "Fan Jun" on WeChat.

It doesn't feel quite like the same person.

Of course, if Fan Jun is acting in front of me now, I can only say that his acting skills are great!
However, what I can't understand is that all the evidence proves that he is the one who had an affair with his wife and coveted his mother's coffin.

The WeChat profile picture is his.

The WeChat name is his.

I really can't find a suitable excuse and reason to convince me that the person on my wife's WeChat is not him!
"Shen Jie, what are you still thinking? Fan Jun is not the type to do that kind of thing!"

The proprietress yelled, pulling me back from my thoughts.

I stared blankly at Fan Jun and asked, "If you want me to believe you, you can show me the evidence!"

"Evidence? Where the hell am I going to find that kind of evidence for you?" Fan Jun roared angrily.

"Just because you say you haven't done it, I believe you? If it were you, would you believe me?" I asked with a sneer.

"Believe it!" Fan Jun said firmly.

"really?"

I stared into Fan Jun's eyes and asked, "I sent you Zhou Yi's photo that night, did you really doubt it at all?"

"I"

Fan Jun hesitated for a second, and said loudly: "I was in pain at the time, but I believe you will not be that kind of person, she is your sister-in-law!"

I don't know if he lied to me to make me believe him, but at this moment, I felt the brotherhood of more than twenty years.

"Okay, I believe you and Tang Ziqing are innocent!"

After saying this, my whole body felt relieved, it was so much easier.

"Did you hear that?"

The proprietress went to snatch the broken wine glass in Fan Jun's hand.

Fan Jun was so happy that his face was full of tears, he only had one hand to move and gave me a bear hug, and said happily: "Your sister-in-law is only two months pregnant, you will never touch her!"

The relieved smile on my face froze, and I did not respond to Fan Jun.

He pushed me away suspiciously, saw the expression on my face, and reacted abruptly.

Just as he was about to explain with an extremely anxious face, a WeChat message came from the phone on his desk.

Seeing the avatar and name of the person who sent the message, I clenched my fists
(End of this chapter)