How can the president be fierce

Chapter 632 Alisa, sorry for making you live so hard, sorry.

She had always hated him, hated the entire Liang family for ruining her and her mother's life, but when she looked back, she didn't ruin his life.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't miss the last time with Liang Bei. If it wasn't for her, Liang Shi and Mu Shi wouldn't be in the same situation as they are now. If it wasn't for her, he might have married Mu Shi's woman early in the morning. Give birth to a child, live a peaceful and happy life.

"Liang Musheng, have you ever regretted it? Regretted knowing me?" She asked, her voice soft and slow.

It's like... She regrets, regrets knowing him.

The pen scratched on the white A4 paper with a rustling sound, Liang Musheng's eyelashes were half drawn, and he faintly threw out two words: "No."

No.

He didn't even have time to think and hesitate, how determined he must be to answer a question so quickly and decisively.

Qing Xiaomo nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

But she never felt sleepy at all, she just sat there quietly watching him busy.

The sleeves of the man's white shirt were rolled up, revealing his smooth and muscular little arms. His eyelashes were long and thick, and his handsome face was resolute and elegant. He didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, and seemed to be watching her from the beginning to the end.

When the sky was completely bright, he finally finished his work and looked up at her: "Let's have breakfast together before going."

She nodded.

The man cleared the table and stood up calmly: "Go take a shower, I'll make breakfast."

Qing Xiaomo didn't refuse, there's no need to argue with him over such a trivial matter at this time, just do whatever he says.

……

After she took a shower, she waited for another half an hour before Liang Musheng personally brought breakfast to the table, including steaming steamed buns, chicken and vegetable porridge, and four plates of cold appetizers.

This is an extremely bad breakfast made by Liang Musheng.

The steamed buns were so salty that she suspected he had added salt at least four times, the chicken and vegetable porridge was too sweet, so sweet that it made her teeth hurt after one sip, and the appetizers... I'm afraid she would never eat them again in her life. Have an appetizer.

But Liang Musheng ate the same breakfast without feeling at all. Seeing her frown, he asked, "What? No appetite?"

Qing Xiaomo strongly suspected that he was torturing her on purpose.

Just eat two bites hastily.

……

The divorce procedure was done secretly and smoothly, and it was completed in less than 5 minutes.

The divorce certificate was heavy in his hand.

Suddenly, my heart felt much lighter, as if a ball of thread that had been entangled for a long time was finally sorted out.

But somewhere in my heart, there was a lot of emptiness.

The weather was not so good, and there was a thin drizzle of rain. Liang Musheng stood by the car, and warm fingers lifted her long hair to help her put it behind her ears: "Alisa, I'm sorry for making you live so hard, I'm sorry."

His voice was very low and hoarse, and there were unknown emotions floating in his deep and dark eyes.

Qing Xiaomo smiled: "Fortunately, everything is over, Liang Musheng, I also wish you find true love as soon as possible."

She handed him the umbrella in her hand, then raised her hand to hail a taxi and got in.

Liang Musheng held the umbrella that still had her body temperature in his hand, stood there watching her close the car door, waved to him, and then left in a hurry.

With dim eyes, he raised his hand to adjust the collar of his shirt, and leaned over to get in the car.

The thin rain blurred the car window, and one could vaguely see the man talking to someone on the phone after getting in the car...

(End of this chapter)