After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 319 We won’t have a wedding

These words sounded very meaningful, Mu Jinhuan stopped him and squinted her eyes to observe his expression.

"What do you mean by this? Have you met Mo Huainan recently?"

Gu Nanjie smiled without saying a word, waved his hand and left.

Mu Jinhuan became more and more suspicious, and quickly walked to the window and took a look outside.

Under the dark night, the street lights on both sides stood on the roadside dimly, and the illumination was not clear.

A Cullinan, like a beast dormant in the darkness, parked on the boulevard opposite the Mu family villa.

Gu Nanjie stood behind her and suddenly said, "Aren't you going to see me?"

Mu Jinhuan looked calm, but her eyes were dark and unclear.

That Cullinan was the one in which she and Mo Huainan went to go through the formalities together when they got married.

She wringed her fingers in the car and hesitated for a long time, and asked Mo Huainan hopefully if they could use this car as a wedding car when they held their wedding.

She thought that it would be a kind of commemoration for them to go through the wedding formalities in this car, and for her to marry Mo Huainan in this car when waiting for the wedding.

At that time, Mo Huainan was sitting next to her, looking out the car window with a pair of paint-like eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

His tone was as cold as ice on a cold day, making her bones ache from the cold.

"We won't have a wedding."

Pulling away from the memories, Mu Jinhuan recalled her feelings at that moment.

She suddenly discovered that after so long, she could hardly remember how deep the pain was at that time. Everything in the past seemed to be quietly displayed in the window. She could see it, but it was difficult to feel it again.

"Why do you want to see me?"

Mu Jinhuan looked away calmly and glanced at Gu Nanjie, "Did he say he came to see me?"

Gu Nanjie opened his mouth, but said nothing.

But his dark eyes were always on her, concerned and searching.

Mu Jinhuan turned around and walked towards the restaurant, waving behind her, "Let's go, do you want someone to invite you to eat at home?"

The servants laid out the food and left the restaurant in tacit agreement.

Mu Jinhuan ate quietly, but Gu Nanjie felt uncomfortable looking at her indifferent face.

"You got a nail in your ass?"

"puff!"

Before Mu Jinhuan finished speaking, Gu Nanjie spat out a mouthful of water, "Ahem, cough, cough...can you, cough...can you speak properly?"

Mu Jinhuan looked at him with disgust and handed him a tissue.

"No, I didn't say anything."

Gu Nanjie finally stopped coughing, his fair face turned red from the cough, and his eyes turned watery.

He simply spread it out and said, "I just want to see if you are upset because Mo Huainan's car is outside."

Mu Jinhuan paused while picking up the vegetables. After a while, she picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Gu Nanjie's bowl. She said in a cold voice, "It's not that I'm upset, it's that I'm annoyed."

Gu Nanjie put down his chopsticks and looked at her.

Mu Jinhuan took a sip of warm water and said with a calm face, "I admit, knowing that he is here, I can't help but wonder what he is doing here. I am not careless, he is the man I once loved deeply, even now I don’t love him anymore, but he keeps getting in front of me, and I can’t completely control my mood swings.”

Gu Nanjie didn't know what to say. Should he tell Mumu that time is a good medicine that can heal everything?
Do not be silly.If the time is useful, he will not lock himself at home to avoid people, or simply run around everywhere.

"Mumu," he said thoughtfully, "put your mind on your work."

"Destroy the Mo family and support him, and all problems will cease to be problems."

Mu Jinhuan: "..."

Thank you so much for your idea.

"Miss, Master."

Uncle Cheng walked in, stood at the door and bowed to the two brothers and sisters, his voice cold and hard, "President Mo from the Mo Group came to visit and said he wanted to see the eldest lady."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Uncle Cheng was aware of Mu Jinhuan's entanglement with the man outside, and he was very unwilling to let his eldest daughter get hurt in any way.

But even though he loved Mu Jinhuan as his own child, he still knew very well that he couldn't say more than he should have said.

Gu Nanjie glanced at Mu Jinhuan and rushed in front of her to tell Uncle Cheng, "Bring people in."

Mu Jinhuan glared at him.

Gu Nanjie looked back with a half-smile, "Here, here's your chance to prove that you don't like Mo Huainan."

"Boring!" Mu Jinhuan frowned and complained.

Gu Nanjie smiled.

"This is called desensitization treatment. Come on, Mumu."

……

When Uncle Cheng came in with people, Mu Jinhuan and Gu Nanjie had already moved to the sofa in the living room to drink tea.

"Miss, Second Young Master, Mr. Mo is here."

Uncle Cheng deliberately kept his tone cold, and without even asking Mo Huainan behind him to sit down, he walked to stand behind Mu Jinhuan.

Mu Jinhuan raised her eyes and met Mo Huainan's gloomy eyes.

Mo Huainan was wearing a black woolen coat with a low-key silver brooch on his chest. He looked like he had just come out of the company and was dressed quite formally.

There was an indescribable expression on his handsome face. He looked at Mu Jinhuan without saying a word, as if meeting her for the first time, and he was racing against time to take a closer look at what she looked like.

Gu Nanjie clicked his tongue and greeted Mo Huainan with a faint smile.

He put an arm on the sofa and said casually: "Why is Mr. Mo coming here at this time? Sit down and have something to eat together?"

Although his tone sounded gentle, the hidden meaning was obvious.

Mo Huainan coming during dinner was really too disturbing.

Mu Jinhuan blew the foam in the tea cup gently and said in a cold tone, "Mr. Mo, come here, what's the matter?"

No one in the family asked him to sit down.

But with his dignified temperament and outstanding appearance, Mo Huainan didn't look embarrassed even if he was treated coldly.

His eyes were dark and had a different kind of brilliance under the brilliant lights in the living room.

"Thank you, Second Young Master Gu, for the invitation, but no need, I'll just say a few words and leave."

(End of this chapter)