The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

After changing clothes one after another, she nodded in satisfaction when she looked at her beautiful self in the mirror. She walked to the table, opened a drawer, and took out a diamond I put the necklace around my neck, and when I turned around again, the woman in the mirror became even more indescribably luxurious.

Sure enough, she is a woman who adapts to a wealthy family. She brushed her long hair. This kind of life is what she has been looking forward to since she was a child, and she finally got it.After closing the drawer, she stared at the other drawer, but she slightly frowned on the exquisite eyebrows she had drawn. She opened it gently, but when she saw the contents inside, her own rosy face, at this time But it turned blue.

She put the contents inside in her hand, it was a one-attack ring, very simple style, and even looked a little old-fashioned now, she clenched her fingers tightly, staring at the ring on her ring finger for a long time, and sure enough are different.Throwing down the ring, sitting on the edge of the bed, but feeling sullen in her heart, with nowhere to vent, why is there still the shadow of that woman here, she has obviously changed her color, changed everything, even, she even changed the bed. Instead, she thought she had disappeared, disappeared here, but, in fact, that woman's shadow seemed to be everywhere, even, still in that man's heart.

If it disappeared, there should be no ring here. Although he never wore it, she saw him staring at this ring in a daze more than once. It was his and Xiang Qinglan's previous wedding ring. After a long time, she walked to the mirror. In the mirror was a face full of jealousy. She reached out and touched her face.

Why, she always had a feeling of uncertainty, as if everything here would not belong to her, including that man.

She tried her best to make her expression more natural. She was always beautiful and generous in front of Su Zhetuo. He would definitely not like such a jealous look.

Soon, she picked up her purse, walked out of the room, and was about to sit in the living room and wait for him, but the smile on her mouth was a bit ugly.

Su Zhetuo looked at the famous watch on his wrist, and frowned. He put down the documents in his hands, and leaned on the chair with a relaxed body, but he remembered that he was going to have dinner with Gong Ruxue, with his beloved woman It should be a happy thing to go to eat, but he has a feeling of coping.

But, after all, she is the woman I love, no matter how important the work is, I still can't bear her to be hungry.

The woman he loves, love, how much he loves, he closes his eyes, but there is another woman's shadow in his mind, with a pale and speechless smile, and a newspaper on his back that can press her down, so stubborn, or because of the truth Not in love anymore.

Suddenly, he felt a little distraught.I really hate this feeling, I hate being affected by a woman.

And it seemed that the longer the time passed, the more unstable his emotions became. This was a frenzy that had never appeared before, and it became more and more intense as the woman faded out.

Throwing away the pen in his hand, he stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out, but his forehead was still aching.

The two of them were sitting in a high-end restaurant, and the woman in front of them was still so beautiful and elegant, and the pendant necklace around her neck made her unique at this time, it was extravagant and ostentatious.

Su Zhetuo is drinking the red wine in the glass. The wine that has been treasured for hundreds of years in France is priceless. Anyway, he has plenty of money, so he can enjoy it to his heart's content, including of course the woman sitting opposite him, Gong Ruxue, who is about to become his wife woman.

Turning the glass with his fingers, he looked at the red liquid in the glass, and the deep and light red were scattered with his shaking.The flickering light shone on his face, adding some indescribable mystery and coldness.

"Tuo, the food here is really delicious," Gong Ruxue looked at this high-end restaurant, which she found recently, very suitable for their identities.

"Really," Su Zhetuo replied lightly. After being tired all day, what he wants to do the most is to go home and have a good sleep, but he is trying to force himself for Gong Ruxue's sake. But even so, he still hid it well.

Gong Ruxue's face froze for a moment, their feelings seemed to have changed now, he was trying to perfunctory her, and she was flattering him, perhaps, they have always been like this.

"Tuo, you said we are married, where are we going for our honeymoon?" She smiled sweetly again, and said in a happy tone, not knowing whether she was lying to herself or others, in fact, they We all know that they are not as happy as others imagined, not even what they imagined.

They are together, but there is a feeling that pulls them far, far away.

"You can go wherever you want. After you decide, just tell me." Su Zhetuo took another sip, and tasted a very strong aroma of wine on the tip of his tongue. If she wants to go on honeymoon, she can take her there. Anyway, it's just a business trip.

He didn't expect much, and he didn't feel much. He stared at Gong Ruxue's still beautiful face, but it was the first time he thought about what he really liked about her. If he liked her enough, he could go for a divorce for her, or Get married for her.To marry this, he actually didn't want to get married at all.

He can take her as his mistress, whether he is reluctant to part with her or loves her dearly.

This kind of emotion may have existed before, but now it is getting weaker and weaker.

And that marriage seemed to make him feel persecuted.

The man's side face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see his expression, and the wine glass in his hand was empty. The waiter saw that he picked up the wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine just now.

However, Su Zhetuo stretched out his hand, "No need, just bring me a cup of tea." His voice was very weak, and he couldn't hear any feeling at all.

"What kind of tea do you want, sir?" The waiter put down the drink and asked the well-dressed man politely.

"Peppermint," the man replied without thinking, but he seemed to be in a kind of contemplation. Peppermint is cool and tasteless. How long has it been since he tasted this kind of taste.

And Gong Ruxue still maintained a smile on her face, looking at him tenderly, but no one saw that she put her hands under her body, already clenched into fists.

Mint, Xiang Qinglan, is her shadow again.