Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

Xia Yiling was shocked, this number was Gu Wanzhi's residence.

With Gu Wanzhi's temperament, she would never take the initiative to call herself.If it was the housekeeping call, something must have happened.

Xia Yiling called back, and the call was connected quickly.

I heard Xia Yiling's voice over there, as if I met a savior, "Miss Xia, where have you been, a man came to the house yesterday afternoon, your sister heard it was a man's voice, she is very unstable, and she is Throwing something hurts her... No, she locked herself in the room now, without eating or drinking for a whole day. She refuses to come out, what should we do?"

There is a man at home, who is it?

My sister was imprisoned for six years and had trouble communicating with others.It is still a man, my sister must be terrified, she will resist and panic.How can my sister's weak body endure without eating or drinking for a day?

Xia Yiling felt distressed, blamed herself, regretted, she was so selfish.

She thought that if she could hide in the house, she would not be eroded by thunderstorms; she was happy alone, but her loved ones were troubled; she was going to abandon her sister again for herself?

Xia Yiling called to book a plane ticket, and the fastest flight was half an hour later.

Xia Yiling changed into her professional suit and went out of the room. She stared blankly at the cake on the table that had not yet lit candles.

Even though the seasons have changed for six cycles of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the 1808 days and nights have passed like a white horse, but nothing has changed, and she still cannot accompany him to complete the journey.

There was also the sound of splashing water from time to time in the bathroom, and the rhythm was clear and crisp.

Xia Yiling took home the shirt she washed for Murong Qingcang in the morning, it was the buttons she sewed for him.There was still a faint smell of soap on the clothes. She remembered that his clothes were always neat and tidy, with the intoxicating fragrance of chrysanthemums.

Xia Yiling burst into tears holding the shirt in her arms, what she can give him has never been so cheap.

The bathroom door opened, Murong Qingcang wiped his hair with a towel, he was still thinking about what kind of birthday gift he should ask Xia Yiling for.

All smiles were frozen, Xia Yiling's professional suit and tears all over his face at the moment explained everything.

But everything is not over yet, but just now, they are still so happy.

Murong Qingcang stepped forward, he didn't know whether to call her wife, wife, madam or Miss Xia, the indifference and sadness on her face made him confused.

"Let's go... let's cut the cake together, I..."

"Mr. Murong..." Xia Yiling called to stop Murong Qingcang, she wanted to leave quietly, but she never thought that he would come out so soon, so let's call it a day.

She reached out and handed the shirt over.

She has been calling him Mr. Murong today, but it is like an old couple who have joined hands for many years, calling each other the old man affectionately.

Now her tone is so distant and strange, like a stranger she just met.

"I'm going back first, I've booked the plane ticket." Xia Yiling's voice was hoarse.

I booked the plane ticket... Murong Qingcang kept ringing this curse in his ear, hehehe, he chuckled.

Xia Yiling threw the shirt on the cabinet, she turned and left.

With a bang behind him, Murong Qingcang smashed the cake along with the table.

He really hasn't matured at all these years, and he still likes to throw things when he is angry.Xia Yiling didn't turn around, but her tears poured down like an unstoppable sluice.

Xia Yiling was turned around vigorously again, her head hit the wall, and she felt a little dizzy.

In front of him was the magnified cold eyes of Murong Qingcang's sharp eagle. He stubbornly held her in his arms, and the corners of his mouth slid with a sinister arc, "Should I thank you, you left six years ago Phrases, but now you have informed me."