Honorable Hubby Behind Me novel Chapter 2597

Miss Zhang Yiru looked gloomily at the man on top of her, imagining Samuel's powerful strike and his peerless face, which had been lingering in her mind.

For Zhang Yiru, since that time, Samuel had left her with a deep shock, which made it difficult for her to forget.

The desire increased greatly when she recalled Samuel’s defeating Da Shan on the ring.

Whether it was strength or appearance, they were all Zhang Yiru's standards, not to mention that Samuel had the perfect combination of two.

For Zhang Yiru, this was the only best candidate in her heart. She looked like a hungry lion suddenly seeing a delicious lamb.

She had already found it hard to endure, so she took advantage of the night to find a strong man to temporarily relieve her thirst by imagining that it was Samuel.

But the more so, the more Zhang Yiru could feel that Samuel was different. But at this moment, there were knocks on the door outside.

Coincidentally, Zhang Yiru was bored with the man on her body. She kicked him away and said, "Useless thing, get out of here."

The strong man retreated in fear. Holding his clothes, he opened the door and ran out quietly like a mouse.

Fu Mei, who was at the door, was stunned at the sight of the burly man. Then, she sneered and walked into the room.

Seeing that it was Fu Mei, Zhang Yiru put on her clothes and slowly walked out of bed with a smile. "Ha, I thought it was someone. It turned out to be our Mrs. Ye. However, it's late at night. Why didn't Mrs. Ye spend the night with your husband but come to find me, a single woman?"

"Don't mention Mrs. Ye. If you mention it again, I'll fall out with you," Fu Mei said angrily. She sat on the chair and poured herself a cup of tea.

"What's wrong, Mei'er? Did Ye Shijun anger you?" Zhang Yiru asked with a concerned smile.

"Does he dare to provoke me?" Fu Mei took a sip of tea gloomily and looked at Zhang Yiru. "I met a man I want. In short, it's hard to explain. Did I disturb your mood by coming here so late at night?"

Zhang Yiru smiled. "He's just a trash. It’s not a big deal."

"Oh. You call someone like that man a trash? Why, have you become more demanding recently?" Fu Mei couldn't help but ask in a strange manner.