my billionaire ex-husband

The resentment in her heart, and the shame she brought him in the morning, almost shattered in her softness.

He admits that he has always been so cheap, and he doesn't know what it means.She didn't want him like that, but he still missed her, cared about her feelings, felt sad for her being bullied, and felt sad for her sadness.

With a resolute and tense face, it seemed that he could no longer remain unmoved. Ouyang Yexi turned around and was about to go downstairs quickly, telling her that as long as she took back what she said in the morning, he could pretend nothing happened.

However, at the same time he turned around, a voice called out: "Look, it's Feng Zihao who is here."

3) I'm a masochist [

Under the sun, Feng Zihao was walking along the avenue dressed in brilliant gold.

He seemed to have heard about what happened in the morning of No. [-] Middle School, and the direction he was walking was towards the playground.

Wearing Tianhua's school uniform, he still looks like a vice prince.Soft curly hair, milk-white face, golden ratio figure.He is such a dazzling luminous body, no matter where he goes, he can be easily noticed by others, and no one can ignore him.

"Oh, this bitch's date is here! She must be so angry again!" The girl who was still sympathizing with Xiang Siyi just now became gnashed again because of Feng Zihao's appearance.

Yes, they are jealous!How can a bad girl like Xiang Siyi be favored by Ouyang Yexi, and now Feng Zihao?Are handsome guys blind?

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On the playground, there was a gentle afternoon wind blowing.

"Xiang Siyi." Feng Zihao stood still in front of her, calling her in a clear voice.

Like everyone else, he thought she was crying.It's hard to imagine what it's like for this girl to cry?But when Xiang Siyi raised his head, his face was pale without a trace of tears.

Seeing him, Xiang Siyi was taken aback for a moment, but soon, she remembered that it was school time, and as an agreement between them, he would come to pick him up.

Barely holding up a smile: "You... are you here?"