Chapter 793: Seven hundred and ninety-one, put on a show whenever there’s an audience
Zhou Xiaofu stumbled into the room with a trace of drunkenness, "I’m back!" The most painful thing every day was coming home to face the plain-faced wife awaiting him. Yet, even in agony, he could only feign happiness. After all, everything he had came from her. "Smack!" A stack of photos flew towards him, hitting Zhou Xiaofu square in the face, sobering him up immediately.
"What’s going on?!" Zhou Xiaofu frowned at the woman standing before him in pajamas. He was really angry deep down, but he could only swallow his anger, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. He wasn’t afraid of anyone else, except his own wife, whom he could not afford to offend.
"You have the nerve to ask what’s going on? Explain these photos to me!" Zhao Yu pointed at the photos scattered on the floor, her voice sharp with accusation. She had always thought he was a trustworthy man, yet behind her back, he was out reveling with other women, getting entangled with female stars.
Zhou Xiaofu looked down at the ground and saw photos of himself embracing a female star, his complexion turning ugly in an instant. How did Zhao Yu get these photos? Where did they come from?
Zhou Xiaofu averted his gaze back to Zhao Yu and anxiously explained, "These photos must be someone framing me; I’ve never done anything to betray you."
"Framing you?" Zhao Yu let out a cold laugh, "Take a good look at those photos before you say that." It was common for men to play around outside, but the fact that he had kept a mistress and she was now pregnant with his child was something she could never accept.
Zhou Xiaofu bent down to pick up the photos from the floor, looking through them one by one. When he saw the content of the last few photos, his face instantly turned pale. She had even been able to find her.