Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Of course, Yan Ru was not stupid enough to ask Dongfang Mo the question in her heart. Besides, even if she really asked Dongfang Mo, the demon Dongfang Mo might not tell her.

Staring at the pale and emaciated woman in the mirror, the door of the bathroom was pushed open again, and the well-dressed man came in with another set of clothes, put them on the tatami, and said lightly: "The plane has already passed." Landing, put on quickly, it’s time to get off the plane.”

Yan Ru gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, she really wished that she could have a switchblade at this moment and immediately punish Dongfang Mo.

However, she immediately wanted to come back. It seemed that five years ago, she had the same opportunity once, with a Swiss Army knife in her hand, but in the end she didn't do anything to Dongfang Mo.

When she came out after changing her clothes again, Dongfang Mo was no longer in the room. She probably couldn't wait for her and got off the plane first. She hoped that Dongfang Mo would drive away first.

Of course, this was pure fantasy. When she stepped down from the plane step by step, Dongfang Mo was leaning gracefully on his car and waiting for her.

Her teeth were itching with hatred, but she had no way out. Instead of resisting, she pretended to obey, so she didn't wait for Dongfang Mo to hold her hand, and got into Dongfang Mo's car on her own initiative.

Dongfang Mo saw that she was well-behaved and obedient, so he didn't say anything, but got into the car directly, and then told Uncle Liu in front to drive quickly.

Yan Ru found out that the driver was Uncle Liu instead of Ah Hao, and she couldn't help wondering, Dongfang Mo seemed to be very kind to his workers, and these people had been working for him for so many years, yet they all Haven't resigned yet.

Familiar and unfamiliar scenery flew by outside the window. Although it was five years ago, when she came back here again, she could still recognize Binhai at a glance.

Uncle Liu's car wasn't driving very fast, but there weren't many cars on Binhai Street in the morning, Yan Ru sat quietly in the back row, instinctively shrunk her body towards the window, not wanting to be next to that devil Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo was obviously displeased with her actions, so he naturally squeezed his body towards her until Yan Ru could no longer flinch.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pull this disobedient woman into his arms to teach her words and deeds, Dongfang Mo's cell phone rang. He was taken aback for a moment, then let go of Yan Ru, and then took out his cell phone from his bag to answer it.

The call came from Yiinch Mo City, and just as he pressed the answer button, Xi Muru's voice came: "Ah Mo, when are you coming back?"

"What's the matter?" His voice was very weak, without any emotion.

"That's right. I have a friend who wants to invite me to go shopping in Hong Kong, but you keep my ID for me. I want to ask where you put it, can you..."

"I'll be back soon," Dongfang Mo quickly intercepted Xi Muru's words, and then quickly cut off the phone, obviously not wanting this woman to keep talking.

Yan Ru just glanced sideways at this man who was so fond of words on the phone, and didn't ask him anything, of course, he didn't intend to know anything.

However, Dongfang Mo seemed to take the initiative rarely, and turned to look at her while answering the phone, and said lightly: "It's Xi Muru, your ugly sister."