Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Jiang Liu was pushed back several steps and almost sat back on the bed.

"Makino?"

Shen Muye stood with a sullen face. After reacting, he walked towards the door.

Jiang Liu was also a little angry. She was used to being supported by him in the past few months. She did suffer a lot of grievances in the first week, but he always let her go. Now he actually pushed her and planned to leave alone.

"What's wrong? I'm not happy to give you a gift. Today is my birthday."

In the past, on her birthday, the Jiang family villa would be dressed up beautifully. To describe it as a life of luxury and luxury, it was really not an exaggeration at all.

Now I just asked a man to wear a uniform, but he looked resistant.

Shen Muye had already walked to the door, but paused because she mentioned her birthday.

But after only a few seconds of pause, he quickly went to the living room and left directly.

Jiang Liu was so angry that he even thought about breaking up.

But when I saw the clean house and the half cake left in the refrigerator, I lost some of my anger.

Forget it, it wasn't time to break up. Shen Muye was still very kind to her.

Shen Muye walked downstairs and smoked a cigarette.

He rarely smoked in front of Jiang Liu because she said she couldn't stand the smell of smoke.

Now that he had smoked several times, he still felt inexplicably irritable.

He immediately took a taxi to Xu Lue's place.

Shen Muye has always been economical with himself. He almost always takes the subway and bus, and rarely takes a taxi because it is expensive.

He stopped at the door of Xu Lue's house and knocked on the door.

Xu Lue came to open the door, and when he saw it was him, he couldn't help laughing, "You came to get the medicine in person, right? I gave you two bottles. How often do you do it to get it so quickly?" After eating, damn, I really envy you.”

Xu Lue's room was very small. The two of them occupied most of the space just standing. There were piles of clothes on the sofa, making it difficult to get down.

Shen Muye had been here many times. He ignored the clothes on top and sat down directly.

"Makino, did you tell Jiang Liu tonight? Qiao Ting's surgery can't be delayed any longer."

"No, tomorrow."

The medicine was gone tonight, catching him off guard before he could tell Jiang Liu about it.

"Okay, don't forget, you have been dating for a few months. I think she really likes you. As long as you bring it up, she will not refuse. This kind of young lady who grew up pampered is actually the best Foolish."

Shen Muye said nothing and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.Xu Lue yawned, "I just called the doctor. I need the medicine tomorrow night."

"Ah."

Shen Muye closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Ten minutes later, he glanced at his cell phone. Jiang Liu didn't send a message, so he was probably angry.

He didn't take the initiative to send it, so he just spent the night on the sofa at Xu Lue's house.

Early the next morning, he went to his place of work.

During this period, Qiao Ting called him and said he wanted to see him.

Qiao's health has been getting better and better recently, which also means that he must have surgery quickly. It seems that he will have to mention this matter in front of Jiang Liu tonight.

There was another heavy rain at noon. He thought it would stop soon, but it continued until the evening.

Jiang Liu was working at a hot pot restaurant tonight. When he saw the heavy rain outside, he always felt that the weather was very similar to when he first dated Shen Muye.

That day he went straight into the heavy rain without leaving a word to her. She was very sad at that time.

Shen Muye has done well in the past few months, but Jiang Liu can't help but feel sad when encountering such heavy rain.

The hot pot restaurant gets off work at nine o'clock in the evening. She came here today without bringing an umbrella.

There were no extra umbrellas in the store. The boss had already left, leaving only a few employees waiting at the door of the hot pot restaurant to wait for the rain to stop.

One of the little girls said: "I just called my boyfriend, but the rain was too heavy and he couldn't come over. He asked me to take a taxi back."

"I also called my husband, and he said it was raining too much and he didn't want to come out."

"Then why don't you divorce your husband? It's so late and it's raining, so you should pick up your wife. How much gas money does it cost? Really."

Several people looked at Jiang Liu. Although Jiang Liu, like them, worked in a hot pot restaurant, her temperament was so good, and she usually carried Hermès, even though she said it was street stall goods worth dozens of yuan. .

"Jiang Liu, didn't your boyfriend come every day to wait for you to get off work? Will he come again tonight?"

Jiang Liu just had a quarrel with someone last night. It wasn't really a quarrel, it was a cold war.

Today she ignored Shen Muye, and Shen Muye didn't send her a text message.

She was quite angry, she hadn't been this angry for a long time.

"It shouldn't come. We are in a cold war."

"Damn it, you still have a cold war with such a handsome boyfriend. If I were you, I would slap myself when I saw his face." (End of Chapter)