Chapter 3 Wants It? I'll Give It to You!

The sound of leather shoes and high heels mixed in.

She turned her head to look at Huo Qiming and Liang Shiying, expressionless.

Seven years had passed, and she had been in charge of the exclusive interview with Huo Qiming for the past seven years. From their wedding day, she needed to follow every new women of him just in order to beg them for an interview.

The women were bossing around with full pride in front of her, and she, the real wife, could only bow before them, extremely inferior.

Being a reporter was her favorite career, but because of Huo Qiming, she hated it.

She had interviewed him for seven years and had never caught him being so intimate with a woman. Now, she finally saw it.

Moreover, it was still in her own house.

She stood up and walked to the two intimate people. She raised her hand and poured all the wine on Liang Shiying's head.

"Ah! "

Liang Shiying screamed and jumped away. "What are you doing?! Are you crazy? Do you know how expensive my dress is? Ding Yuqiu? What are you doing here? Has the paparazzi become such crazy? Get out of here now! "

Ding Yuqiu grabbed Liang Shiying's hair and turned her face to a huge wedding photo in the middle of the living room. "Look, this is my home. This man is my husband! You're the one who should go!"

At this moment, she wasn't Ding Yuqiu, the reporter who only knew nodding her head, she was Ding Yuqiu, Huo Qiming's wife!

She thought that her personality was usually very gentle, but she didn' t know what had happened today. Perhaps she couldn't control her emotions during her menstrual period, or maybe she was in a bad mood after losing her job. Or perhaps it was because the mistress had already stirred up trouble inside her house, or perhaps it was because she couldn't suppress her patience any more.

In short, she slapped Liang Shiying twice, then pushed the confused woman out of the door, slamming the door shut. Then herself leaned against the back of the door, unable to calm her emotions.

Huo Qiming looked at her calmly and kicked the cardboard box beside the door. "Did you get fired by the magazine? The annoying fly finally doesn't have to chase after me and buzz around, Chief Song is really more efficient than the first two."

Ding Yuqiu slowly turned to look at Huo Qiming, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

It turned out that it was he who had arranged for one mean editor after another to chase her out of the magazine so that she could not stand on her own.

She grabbed Huo Qiming by the collar and asked, "How did I offend you? You refused to look me for seven years. Even if I've been following your story for the past seven years, I've never bothered you. If you don't like me, then you don't need to. But why do you hate me so much that you even bring this woman to me and that you want me to lose my job and leave me with nothing!"

She was angry, and he was also angry. Every time when it came to their marriage, he wished he could strangle her. "If you didn't intentionally fawn on grandma and let her force me to marry you, perhaps you wouldn't have had such a miserable life now. Ding Yuqiu, you brought this on yourself!"

Huo Qiming pushed her away and was about to open the door, while Ding Yuqiu hurriedly pulled him back. "Where are you going? Are you going to find Liang Shiying? I forbid ..."

"Why do I need your permission to go leave? He looked at her coldly.

Ding Yuqiu gritted her teeth and grabbed his collar. "Huo Qiming, today is our seventh wedding anniversary. You can't go anywhere except here! "

"If you dare to leave today, I will tell grandma at once!"

Ding Yuqiu took out her last trump card, and Huo Qiming's eyes instantly lit up with anger.

"Bitch!"

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