My Mysterious Husband

The two of them went to line up. All around them were the whispers of little girls, which kept coming into their ears.

"Wow, this man is so handsome."

"This woman looks good too. I can't see her eyes, but she has a good shape of body."

There were seven or eight other people in front of them. In case that she would be thirsty halfway, Kerry said softly, "You line up here. I'll go buy something to drink."

"Oh, I want freshly squeezed juice, not a drink."

"I know."

Venus settled in line, her ears going red from the exclamations.

Six people, five, four...

Venus just wanted to quickly buy tickets to enter the cinema. She couldn't stand these girls. It’s understandable to state at Kerry, but she was also a woman. Was there anything to see? Of course, the light from certain men’s eyes were hot, too.

"Venus?"

A familiar and strange voice came into her ears. Venus was stunned, and didn't look back. She was now Yan Chu, and she realized that the person calling out to her was none other than the person she had just talked about with Kerry in the elevator, Zihang Lu.

Just like the old saying, you couldn't talk about people behind their backs, or they would appear as you did so.

"Venus? Is that you?" Zihang asked again.

Venus looked back with a cold face, indifferent to the ex-boyfriend who had betrayed her. He did not change much. The outline of the face was more hard, and there are some vicissitudes between the eyebrows. There was a girl holding his arms who dressed in clothes revealing but good in material and tailoring. She looking at Venus defensively, as if Venus could snatch this man in her hands at all times.

Venus sneered in the heart. How could he find the rich girl?

Zihang knew he made a mistake and awkwardly apologized, "I'm sorry. I’d taken you for somebody else."

turned around to queue. There was only one person in front

times, and bumped into a person. Coincidentally, it was actually Kerry.

"Kerry, long time no see." Zihang

and when he heard the voice, he looked up and had the same thought as Venus--you couldn't talk about people behind their

been a long time." Kerry had no desire to talk to him, because he saw Venus coming over with tickets. He gave the freshly squeezed juice to her, "Passion

"It's to my taste." Venus took

sprang up within his heart, "Kerry, it seems that you,

face sinking down, Kerry asked in a cold voice, "What

mistress you've kept? Did you do right by Venus? You haven't divorced her yet." Zihang said angrily. After all these things, he realized how pure and precious the love that Venus once had for him was. He was too much of a jerk and betrayed her for a few bucks. Whenever he thought of this late at night, he regretted so much that he wanted to slap himself.

Venus, you should be number one in the ranking. I,

to her, but she's already married to you, so you should

become so righteous that he even spoke for his ex-girlfriend? Didn't he realize that

about to say something else, but Venus tugged lightly on his corner and whispered, "We can go in now."

was informing the

to his wife. He looked at Zihang with contempt, took Venus's hand in a demonstration, and strutted towards the ticket barrier.

something, while he was indifferent, and finally turned around and left. The girl

be different. He’s not so obedient in front of rich girls

turned her face and said petulantly, "Stop looking. They are gone."

year, but it feels like something that happened

the last life." Kerry muttered with a bit of grievance. Venus was the first

surprised. As walking towards the 5th movie hall, she thought, "Didn't Kerry used to blow up when he saw Zihang? Why he’s

same Kerry she knew. Or, she

show, there were no seats in the middle and the front. The two seats that Venus bought

the cinema, didn't know that cinema did brisk business

she was around, he could

American 3-D sci-fi blockbuster, started soon. Venus put on the 3-D glasses she

Kerry had little interest in such films. He preferred blockbusters telling real story and of

Venus sipped her juice and then put it on the chair. Her hand was

the flickering light,

the passion