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

Wen Sihe's tone this time was very serious, or rather not serious, but slightly angry.

As expected, Qiu Yang stopped mentioning it and looked at him secretly from the corner of his eye, thinking that when Wen Sihe said such words, he really should have looked at his own face, which looked pitiful as if he had been abandoned.

Wen Sihe stayed in the hospital for another two years, and now his fever completely subsided.

As soon as he left the hospital and entered the car, he started to take out a cigarette and smoke it.

He hasn't smoked in the past few days, but it suffocates him to death.

Qiu Yang sat in the driver's seat and said, "You haven't gone out drinking with us for a long time. Why don't you go out and have some fun tonight?"

"I don't want to go."

Wen Sihe held a cigarette between his fingertips and looked at the scenery passing by outside the window. He suddenly felt that life was quite boring.

How did he live when Gong Xiyue didn't appear before?

Why can't I remember it all of a sudden?

The stamina of falling in love is really great, and now he regrets his decision more and more.

Wen Sihe took a deep breath and finished the cigarette.

"I'm going to have my mole tattooed."

Qiu Yang was a little surprised, and then he laughed.

"Why do you suddenly want to do such a girly thing? Besides, your mole looks pretty good. I heard those women chatting in private, and they all said they like your mole very much."

Wen Sihe seemed to be angry with someone.

"I'm going to do it anyway, I want her to regret it."

As for who she was, Qiu Yang didn't ask much because he was familiar with it.

Do you want people to regret it, or do you want to attract others' attention?
Qiu Yang immediately stepped on the accelerator, planning to actually take Wen Sihe to have his mole touched.

When Wen Sihe arrived at the door of the store, he felt a little regretful.

"Do you think if I click it, will Gong Xianyue not like me?"

After saying this, he felt a little regretful and did not dare to look at Qiu Yang's face.

Qiu Yang originally wanted to take out a cigarette to smoke, but when he heard this, the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

He had known Wen Sihe for so many years, but he had never heard him say such a thing.

Wen Sihe used to be so cool and unrestrained. Women didn't like him, but he was happy. He thought women were troublesome, so he could just sleep in bed and never allow them to invade his life.

But now
When Wen Sihe saw the cigarette falling on the ground, he knew that Qiu Yang must have been frightened.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and he got in the car immediately.

"Forget it, let's go have a drink first."

"No more?"

"Well, I won't order anymore." How could he do such a childish thing because of Gong Xianyue? This is really not like him.

Moreover, when Gong Xianyue said she liked him at first, why did she enter the entertainment industry because of him, but now she is so free and easy when she gives up.

If a woman can be so free and easy, why should he miss others.

In the evening, he got drunk again and accepted the ridicule from several friends in his circle, saying that he had become a good person.

Wen Sihe remained silent, but his subconscious actions still made him look at his mobile phone habitually.

Gong Jianyue never added him back, which was really cruel.

How could there be such a cruel woman?

His eyes immediately turned red, and he wished he could rush to Gong Jianyue's home to question her right now.

He drank another bottle of wine, leaned on the sofa next to him, and covered his eyes with one hand.

Qiu Yang shook his shoulders.

"I'm talking about you. I called you out to let you drink with us, not to drink alone here."

Wen Sihe did not take away the hand covering his eyes, as if he was pretending to be dead.

Qiu Yang was a little confused and grabbed his hand directly.

"Hey, Sihe, are you crying because of a woman?"

Wen Sihe was hurt by the poke and immediately took his hand away.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? How could I cry for a woman? She deserves it!"

Others present started to laugh.

"Qiu Yang, are you crazy? Why do you say such things? Do we, Sihe, want any woman?"

"That's right. Last time he was sick, a bunch of women came to take care of him, but they were all turned away. We all heard about it, but it made us jealous."

"Sihe, you are still as popular as ever. If you don't like those things, you can share them with our brothers."

Wen Sihe raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and drank another glass of wine.

"Women are just for fun, why bother with my own heart? It's boring, it's really boring."

After saying that, he stood up unsteadily.

Qiu Yang always felt that something was wrong with him and wanted to help him, but Wen Sihe pushed him away.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Qiu Yang nodded, "Okay, just be careful."

Wen Sihe left the box directly. When he turned the corner, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see Gong Xianyue. (End of chapter)