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Seeing that the Tang family was no longer reliable, Shang Ting could only look for other ways. However, he made appointments with many people. He had been able to meet them smoothly before, but this time it was useless. They either refused to meet him directly or were not there.

They were not there at all. He clearly heard the voices, but they just didn't want to see him.

Even if he met them, they were reluctant to do so. He didn't believe that the Tang family didn't do anything.

After hitting a wall one after another, Shang Ting was a little depressed.

Shang Chuan had caused that matter. Even if they went back at this time, it was obviously not a wise choice.

As they walked, they unknowingly arrived at Jiang Mingzhu's residence.

Thinking of the girl who was like a little sun, he couldn't help but smile a little more.

Seeing that the door was ajar, he pushed it open and went in.

He looked around the room, but didn't find anyone. He only saw clothes scattered on the floor.

Shang Ting stared at the clothes on the floor that looked like a man's, and he immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

Thinking of what might happen, his hands couldn't stop shaking.

The clothes fell in front of the door. He took a deep breath and walked straight over. He heard the indescribable sounds inside, especially the woman's voice.

He couldn't believe that the woman he loved the most actually betrayed him.

This bastard.

He wanted to rush in and expose them on the spot, but he heard Shang Chuan's voice.

The man on the bed turned out to be Shang Chuan.

He took a step back and finally fled.

When he walked out, he walked too fast and was tripped by a pair of shoes thrown on the ground. He fell to the ground. He looked at the clothes in front of him and recognized it. Isn't this the one that Shangchuan liked the most?

The two people in the room were entangled for a long time. Jiang Mingzhu lifted the quilt a little and gasped, but was startled to see the door open.

"Shangchuan, didn't you close the door when you came in just now?"

She clearly remembered that when Shangchuan held her, he kicked the door with his feet and closed it. Why did the door open?

Shangchuan pinched her chin and smiled, "What are you afraid of? It's just that the door was not closed well and was blown open by the wind."

"Hate it." Jiang Mingzhu pushed him, but of course he didn't push it open, and the two of them started to entangle again.

Shang Ting, who was outside the door, closed his eyes painfully when he heard their voices. It turned out that Jiang Mingzhu only loved Shang Chuan in her heart.

She actually seduced him on purpose that day, wanting to use him to anger Shang Chuan, otherwise how could Shang Chuan come back so coincidentally? She must have known it a long time ago, right?

He was a complete fool, actually believing that she had feelings for him.

Shang Ting closed his eyes painfully. His sincerity was misplaced after all. He opened his eyes again, as if he had figured it out, and stood up and walked out.

He didn't know how he walked back. As soon as he got back, he took out the wine he bought and drank one glass after another while sitting at the dining table.

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