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Three o'clock in the afternoon, rental house in Jincheng Community, Quancheng.

"Jiang Ling, my little baby, you've been suffocating me to death these past few days..."

"I hate it, I just took a shower..."

Outside the house, Ye Fan's body was shaken, and blood rushed to the top of his head.

He knew who the owner of the voice behind was.

His girlfriend, Jiang Ling!

They were college classmates and had been together for four years. After graduation, they agreed to get married after finding a job and saving money for a year.

But it's hard to find a job now. After half a year, he submitted countless resumes, but none of them came to fruition. He could only submit resumes while running takeaways.

Until today, he successfully interviewed for a jewelry appraisal job and wanted to come back to tell Jiang Ling the good news, when he bumped into this scene.

There was a snapping sound, and Ye Fan was so angry that he kicked the door open with a bang.

The two people on the sofa were startled and rolled down.

When he saw that the person coming was Ye Fan, Jiang Ling's expression changed. The man was stunned for a moment and showed a playful smile.

"Haha, Mark, you came back early enough today."

"Wang Yan!"

Ye Fan's face was livid. He knew this man. He was a playboy from the same university as him, a well-known rich second generation in Quancheng!

"Haha, Ye Fan, actually I wanted to tell you about Xiao Ling and I, but Xiao Ling always felt that it was not the right time. But now is the right time, so we can just talk about it."

Wang Yan smiled and while talking, he lit a cigarette.

The veins on Ye Fan's forehead throbbed. He was no longer looking at Wang Yan, but at Jiang Ling.

"Ye Fan, can't you recognize yourself now? You are just a poor guy from the countryside! With you, I can only live in a rented house, eat takeout, and buy cheap goods for the rest of my life!"

Jiang Ling's eyes were cold, "Wang Yan can buy me bags, jewelry, and live in a mansion, can you? You can't even give me a decent gift! I've had enough of you!"

"What have our four years been like..."

"What does it count? What else can we do besides getting what we need? In the past four years, you have bought me food and taken care of me. I have also slept with you. Why are you pretending to be innocent!"

Ye Fan's face froze.

He didn't expect Jiang Ling to say such things!

Is this still the gentle and considerate Jiang Ling?

"Haha, Ye Fan, did you hear that? Jiang Ling chose this himself."

Wang Yan laughed, "Of course, considering that we are classmates, I can't help but say so. How about I take 20,000 yuan and let this matter be over?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan clenched his fists and glared at Wang Yan.

"Haha, what? Too little? That's not right. For a person like you who comes from a rural area, this is already a lot..."

"Mom more!"

There was a muffled sound, and Ye Fan punched Wang Yan, causing Wang Yan's nose to bleed!

"Fuck! You're looking for fucking death!"

Wang Yan roared angrily, hitting Ye Fan with his fists and legs like the wind.

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