ex-wife man

"Miss, I'm sorry, but the person you're looking for has fallen asleep." Yang Jing's voice was extremely sweet, definitely the kind that makes people feel tired, and suddenly smiled slightly, "By the way, miss, isn't there Has anyone taught you? Calling in the middle of the night can disturb your sleep."

Mo Weiwei bit her lower lip tightly, and she forced back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes. She knew that there were always women around him, and they were always his favorite type, with big breasts, thin waist, and upturned buttocks. But she only heard about it before, so she rushed over from Zurich as soon as she finished her studies.

"Who are you?" she asked softly.

Yang Jing pursed her lips, "This has nothing to do with you. If there is nothing wrong, I will tell her that you called when he wakes up tomorrow."

Yang Jing lowered her eyes and glanced at Ji Hanlin, who was already asleep. Her breath was steady and long, and the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, as quiet as a newborn baby. The soft light fell on his beautiful face, outlining a perfect outline .She was a little dazed looking at it, but she knew that this man did not belong to her, nor did she belong to the girl on the other end of the phone, the she in his heart...

"Tell me where you are, and I'll drive to pick him up." Mo Weiwei bit her lip, she would never allow such a thing to happen again, her ten fingers were tightly clenched into fists, almost embedded in the flesh of her palm.

"No, I'll take care of him."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jing hung up the line, and her eyes fell on the darkened screen of the phone. She could even imagine the other party's anger to hysteria, and also imagined what kind of storm he would endure when he woke up.

Yang Jing took a blanket from the cabinet in the room and covered him, then went into the bathroom by herself, washed up and went to bed directly, without thinking about anything.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and only a gleam of moonlight peeked through the gap.

A night without dreams.

"Ah!" Yang Jing couldn't help screaming when she opened her eyes. The second thing she immediately lifted the quilt, and then stroked her chest. It was finally intact and nothing happened.Even so, Yang Jing still had some lingering fears, hugged the quilt in her arms with both hands, and stared bitterly at Ji Hanlin who was awakened by her screams with slightly narrowed eyes.

"What are you looking at me for?" Ji Hanlin frowned. He also saw his complete clothes. Nothing happened last night. However, he was fragmented, and he had no memory of some things at all.

Yang Jing pursed her lips and stared at him warily, with a mocking smile on her lips, "Ji Shao, didn't you swear last night that you slept on the sofa and I slept on the bed?"

Ji Hanlin looked at her suspiciously, did he say such a thing?I don't seem to remember.Spreading his hands innocently, blinking his eyes, "Have I ever said such a thing?"

Yang Jing fell silent immediately, how could she reason with a drunk person?Usually these people will forget some memories before losing consciousness. It is normal for him to forget. Anyway, when Mo Weiwei finds him, he will suffer.Yang Jing looked a little gloating, but it turned out that he didn't like Mo Weiwei, but Mo Weiwei liked him very much, and the relationship between them was extraordinary, otherwise, she wouldn't have cared about whether he went home in the middle of the night.

"Whether you admit it or not, it doesn't matter now. By the way, a girl named Mo Weiwei called you at three o'clock in the middle of the night yesterday. I saw that you were asleep, and the phone kept ringing, so... ..."

My sister is already asleep. "You picked it up for me?" Seeing Yang Jing's innocent appearance, Ji Hanlin's face suddenly became sad. He was not afraid that Mo Weiwei would know, nor was he afraid that Mo Weiwei would be sad. He was worried that the girl would pester him endlessly.For so many years, he has been trying to make her give up, and the women around him are constantly changing, but she is still steadfast, and she doesn't even understand that it is impossible for him to fall in love with her, and it is impossible in this life.

Yang Jing smiled very satisfied, and looked at him jokingly, "Ji Shao, is this called being caught?"

Ji Hanlin narrowed his eyes, a gloomy look quickly flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said lightly: "She is not my girlfriend."

"Of course not, even if you were, you definitely don't love her." Yang Jing said with a smile.

She gave full play to her analysis and observation skills, and there was a slight sadness on his face, but there was absolutely no guilt or remorse, nor did he blame her for answering the phone, and there was even a hint of joy.Looking at the names stored in his mobile phone, someone once analyzed that if a man really loves a woman, either he can remember the eleven numbers and will not save them, or he will save the woman's nickname or he will not be able to save the number. her pet name.

Mo Weiwei, what a blunt voice!

Ji Hanlin was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and leaned in front of her, with a pair of slender phoenix eyes shining brightly, "Why don't you pretend to be my girlfriend, as long as you can make her completely give up, you can do whatever you want carry."

"Are you sure?" Yang Jing smiled.

"No kidding." Ji Hanlin replied solemnly.

"Deal!" Yang Jing patted his palm, "As for the terms, I'll tell you when I've figured it out. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you too much."

Yang Jing was driven by Ji Hanlin to take her to work in his red Porsche. As she said, she had to do all the acting.When they stopped at the entrance of the building, the female white-collar workers who passed by all looked sideways, envious, and jealous. She, Yang Jing, was only a second-married woman, and she was able to catch such a handsome and rich man!Either the man is impotent, or...

Everyone talked about it, and soon, this scene became the talk of the whole building after dinner.

"You say, why are rich, handsome and good men seduced by her? And she is a divorced woman. Is it possible that men's tastes have become more serious now?" The woman who spoke was Man Ting, 27-[-] Aged, a typical bone spirit, unmarried, on the surface he firmly defends women's independence and autonomy, but in his heart he desperately wants to marry a rich man. He is Yang Jing's deadly enemy at work.

"Who made her in good shape? Besides, our President Lin also likes her very much. According to reliable sources, they are also college alumni!" Xue Qing, another woman in the office who likes to gossip, said with a smile.

"Really?" Someone immediately echoed.

"Of course it's true. When did I release false news? If you don't believe me, you can ask Yang Jing or Mr. Lin." Xue Qing said with a smile.

Man Ting snorted disapprovingly, Lin Ziqian, it was in her pocket, and she would never give it up to other women easily, especially Yang Jing, who had always displeased her.

"So what if I'm an alumni? I also heard that Yang Jing had a crush on Mr. Lin when she was in college, but Mr. Lin never gave her a second glance. Now she wants to post it again. Do you think it's possible?"

Everyone took a deep breath, and then no one said a word, looking behind Man Ting, "What are you looking at me for? Am I wrong? Let's make a bet, I bet Mr. Lin will not Fall in love with Yang Jing." Man Ting raised the corners of her lips triumphantly, her eyes flicked slowly across their cheeks.

"Sister Man Ting, Senior Lin likes quiet and skillful women. If you continue to develop like this, I think your hopes may come to nothing." Yang Jing smiled at Man Ting.

"You!" Man Ting felt ashamed in front of her colleagues, her face flushed with anger.

"Okay, it's time for work. If you want to continue gossip, you can go to the lounge outside." The attitude seemed lazy, but there was a hint of oppression in his tone.

Yang Jing has always been adhering to the principle that no one offends me and I will not offend others at work, and she has always been high-profile, whether she is a person or doing things, she never cares about other people's gossip.Her success in this group company is entirely inseparable from her personal efforts. Of course, her beautiful appearance has helped her a lot. 13acv.

Everyone glanced at each other, no one said a word, and returned to their desks to start working.Man Ting also stood up, with a charming smile on her exquisite face, and said lightly: "Xiao Jing, Mr. Lin asked you to go to his office."

"Well, I see. Thank you, Sister Manting." Yang Jing smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"You're welcome." Man Ting smiled slightly, twisting her slender waist and walking towards her office.

Yang Jing crossed her arms, stood on the spot and looked at Man Ting's back indifferently, the corners of her mouth curled up, and a hint of sarcasm quickly passed by, Man Ting, if you really like Lin Ziqian, I will generously show you He let you...

She went back to the office, and then went to the vice president's office to look for Lin Ziqian. After knocking a few times, the door opened from the inside, and Man Ting's face with heavy makeup caught her in unexpectedly. With a smug smile.In an instant, Yang Jing regained her unprecedented calmness, walked past Man Ting, straightened her back, and raised the most beautiful curve of her lips.

When she saw Lin Ziqian at the company party that night, she was really happy. After all, this man was the first person she fell in love with. To this day, she can still remember the first time she met him, a beautiful three-year-old After the ball was distributed, the whole person bounced up, and the breeze swept over his cheeks, blowing his soft hair into a mess.Time is ruthless, and it always cuts apart the best memories abruptly, leaving only reality in the end. That night, when she got off work late, she accidentally saw Lin Ziqian and Manting hugging each other.

"Boss Lin, what can I do for you?" Yang Jing put her hands behind her and stood up straight with a very shallow smile on her face, which seemed to be the politeness that a subordinate should have when facing his boss.

Lin Ziqian frowned slightly, his deep eyes fixed on her quietly, and after a while, he said helplessly, "Xiao Jing, are you still angry with me?"