Chapter 291: The Most Outrageous Husband in History

ified, the sounds of fighting and gunfire, the cries of pain echoing in her ears. All she knew was that it had grown dark, her vision blurred, the familiar fields twisting into something sinister and...Residual heat.

After making love, they didn't even have the warmth of an embrace left. What's that called...

"Damn it, what does he think I am!"

< Qiao Bao'er was very angry, muttering under her breath at the ceiling light, her tone annoyed but her eyes were hazy and conflicted. >

Last night, Jun Zhi Mu threatened her into going in, his actions were frantic and clingy. He didn't turn on the light, so she couldn't see his expression. She was too exhausted to fight back and fell asleep. Her heart was a mess inside, but there was also a hint of desire.

When he awoke, the pillow was cold beside him. He had already left.

My mind was still foggy, the floor beneath the bed littered with clothes. A mix of emotions churned in my chest, a knot of confusion and anger. I grabbed my long coat and threw it on, fleeing the scene. I had forgotten to wear a bra last night, really making things convenient for him, like I was serving him. It's infuriating.

Messy hair, wrapped in an outer garment, hastily flung out the door, what a disheveled sight.

As soon as she stepped out, the elevator across from her dinged, and a group of residents just happened to come out and bump into her.

qiao Baoer blushed, the looks from the residents were filled with suggestive contempt. Last night, the property manager had patrolled by, "Miss Qiao, don't you live in 402"

"I took the spare key and couldn't find you. Didn't you go back to sleep last night"

Then when the property manager looked at her with a serious expression, her voice stopped immediately. Everyone knew what she had done last night… Qiao Baoer lowered her head, feeling utterly ashamed.

"He's my husband!" Not knowing what emotion drove her, she suddenly lifted her head and shouted at the gossiping tenants.

He's the most messed-up husband in history.

Why would I marry someone like this!

She was so embarrassed that her ears turned red, she ran back to apartment 402 on the first floor, locked the door tightly and hid inside.

Qiao Bao'er hid for two days, not wanting to see anyone. She didn't even order takeout, probably because she had eaten too many instant noodles and her brain lacked nutrition. When she was watching TV in the small living room or resting in bed, every time she looked up, she couldn't help but glare at the ceiling with that resentful look, her mood extremely complicated.

He lives above her, he actually lives above her!!

Why is he living here!

She asked, but he wouldn't say.

She didn't know who she was angry with, wanting to numb her own heart. If indifference was the game, then she would be colder than him. Ignoring all the questions, ignoring him.

However, on the third day of her stay-at-home plan, she was interrupted. The last time people called her, they asked, "Are the results out yet" Holding the phone, she asked nervously.

"Don't start talking about dull business right away, Qiao Baoer is out tonight, everyone come out for a gathering, get to know each other better, you guys will still have to work together in the future."

"Didn't the director say three days ago that we would have the results" she asked impatiently.

"Jo Bao'er, socializing is a must in this line of work. You should know the rules, right Besides, we're not those kind of people. Han Lu and the others are here too. Coming to the club to meet some bigwigs would benefit you. Come over quickly..."

Even after the call ended, she hadn't gotten a result. But when he mentioned that club earlier, Jo Baoer's face had taken on a strange expression.

She stared at the instant noodles on the coffee table for about a minute, as if struggling with something.

Then she turned and quickly went into the room to change into her makeup clothes.

Half an hour later, Qiao Baoer walked into a rather quiet and spacious club in the north of the city.

Cold, simply because this place is too big and there are too few customers.

Jun's family has so many industries, Qiao Baoer likes this club the most. She used to clamor to come and see it. Lu Qinan once said that this club was purely opened for Jun Zhimu's personal entertainment interest. It covers an area of over five thousand square meters, with only over a thousand anonymous members, and there are thousands of employees. The privacy is extremely high and the professional one-to-one service is outstanding.

There's a boxing ring, a shooting range, and you can even sign up for horseback riding lessons here. The equestrian facilities are run by the same company that owns this place. All the equipment is top-notch, international standard.

Obviously, such a consumer place was not accessible to ordinary people. When Qiao Bao'er approached the counter, she was politely stopped by the security guards on both sides, as expected.

"Ma'am, please show me your identification." Even the security guard here looked very tall and handsome, like a male model or fitness coach.

"I'm not a member here, my friend is having a gathering and I was invited."

qiao Bao'er replied calmly. She wasn't a country bumpkin; she understood that many of the Jun family's high-end clubs only catered to members.

"Sorry, this area is for members only."

The people here are polite, but their tone is firm when they refuse something. It's just like his style.

Qiao Baoer didn't speak, she was thinking about who to ask for help when the door at the entrance opened and a male employee hurried in. It was the employee who had contacted her by phone before.

" Qiao Bao'er, why are you so slow President Song and the others are all waiting for you." He urged her as soon as he spoke, a bit reproachful. "Hurry up, what attitude will you have in the circle later..." As he spoke, he reached out to grab her.

Qiao Bao'er frowned, she didn't like strangers touching her, and quickly stepped back half a step.

"What's wrong with you I was only trying to help you..."

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