Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 326

The grown-ups went back into the house to talk, leaving me and her alone.

After the playfulness just now, my mood improved a lot, and I was no longer as cautious as before, but took the initiative to raise my head to look at her face, thinking in my heart how she was different from others and why That is, no matter which angle you look at it, it is so comfortable?
"What are you looking at? Brat, stay away from me!" She threatened me with a small umbrella, and looked at the main hall unwillingly.

It feels bad to be ignored. As soon as I raised my foot to get her attention, she immediately turned around and shouted at me angrily: "Is it great to have a father? I can make you cry as well." It's miserable! Believe it or not?"

"Don't you also have a father?" I pointed to the man to show her.

She didn't even look at it, just took the umbrella handle and pulled it over. I couldn't react in time, and there was a red mark on the back of my hand. The next second, the pain hit the back of my hand. I grinned, feeling wronged and unwilling, There was even a sense of anger that had no place to vent, he stepped forward two steps, ignored her struggle, snatched her small umbrella, flung it far away, and opened his arms to prevent her from picking it up.

She was so angry that she kept stomping her feet on the spot, and her big beautiful eyes doubled again. I thought she was going to cry, but she didn't. , grabbed my hand and hid behind a nearby tree and squatted down.

I was taken aback by her sudden move, and was about to ask a question, but she covered my mouth. Soon, there was a sound from the other side of the tree, and I heard a series of hurried footsteps coming this way, After stopping at our previous place, a woman's voice sounded.

"What do you mean? My daughter is not a commodity, and it's not your turn to decide the price!"

I was surprised, this voice was clearly the voice of Jiaru’s mother, and the daughter in her mouth was Jiaru. I gestured to Jiaru who was beside me with my eyes, but she bit her lip tightly until there was blood oozing out. Refusing to let go, his eyes were fixed on a bonsai in front of him, motionless.

"Don't get excited, calm down, things are not as dire as you think, what business are you talking about? Jiaru is also my daughter, no matter what, I can't do this! My starting point is good, you see, Su's current situation The scale and development momentum, the future is bright, let Jiaru marry in the past, it may be a bright future, isn't this also for her future considerations? What's more, you didn't see that young son of the Su family who was dumbfounded From the look, it can be seen at a glance that he is interested in Jiaru, we call it a smooth sailing, that is to book a good son-in-law, and invisibly gain a solid backing, why not do it?"

"Huh, that sounds good. If you really think so, why do you need to add a supplementary money at the end? You don't talk too much about your daughter, and you focus on emphasizing this investment plan. I think you, hmph, it's another Have a plan!"

"Me? Heh, what can I plan? The whole company belongs to you, don't you feel relieved? Who am I doing all this for? Isn't it for the long-term development of the company? Have you forgotten the recent economic situation of the company? The situation? Isn’t this also a hopeless plan for me?”

"It's okay if you don't mention it, but when I mentioned it, I remembered it. The project you mentioned last time was clearly approved for your project payment. What about the project payment? The project is half done, and there is no way to accept it from the end of the year to now, but you ran away. Come back and cry poorly with me. At that time, even the risk fund was included in the budget. Such a large amount was equivalent to one-third of the company's current assets. You didn't even give me an explanation, just spread it out. Ask me for money?"

"It's been said that investment is risky. How can there be a business that can make a profit without accompanying it? Of course I will give you the specific data, but now is not the time to talk about it. If you drag me out so abruptly, if it takes too long, President Su will have some objections, let's talk back if we have anything to say, okay?"

"Go back? Who can catch you when you go back? You."

"Baby, my whole heart is with you. It's useless for people to go to the sky. Don't come back to you obediently."

"Your mouth is the most valuable"

The conversation between the two of them suddenly stopped here, I was curious to see it, but Jiaru insisted on grabbing my clothes to prevent me from getting up, between the two of them tugging, the couple had already left.

I breathed a sigh of relief and my body relaxed, but she was still pulling at my clothes. As a result, one pulled and the other fell down. I couldn't tell what was going on. I just felt dizzy. Rolled together, she got off, I got on, and above our heads were two huge banana leaves.
I looked at her in a daze, and she also stared at me in a daze. The two of them stayed in this position for a long time. Then, she let out a slap, and slapped me right on the cheek. I don't know where she came from. With great strength, I didn't even have time to scream, so I fell to one side, rolled on both sides, and bumped into the edge of a flowerpot. My eyes went dark, and the little stars all over the world flickered, and then everything went dark.

This is the first time I met her. Generally speaking, she is very violent, very proud, hates her father, and is also very beautiful. At that time, I was very stupid, very obedient, and very timid. Very stupid, but inexplicably adores his father.

At that time, she seemed to be precocious than children of the same age. She would change her face when she looked at people, and she would smile in front of adults, but when she turned her head to look at me, she would frown her beautiful eyebrows with a fierce look.But I am a dazed young master of the Su family. When I am not talking, no one will even think of my existence. My sense of existence is almost zero.

My father told me at that time that girls will be fierce to you if they like you. When they say no, they actually mean yes. When they say they hate you, they actually mean that you are awesome!

I believe what my father said as the truth, so when she came to our house for the second time as a guest, I asked her if she wanted to play with me, she shook her head firmly, and said loudly: "No!"

I smiled happily. In front of adults, I dragged her out who had been struggling, and secretly gave my father a triumphant look. My father's face was a little stiff, but I didn't understand, and I kept pulling her to myself. He let her go only after he entered the bedroom, and happily brought the picture he had just drawn in front of her.

"Hate! You are so annoying to your wife!"

"Oh." I nodded, blushing a little with a smile, "Am I really great?"

"You!?" She stroked her hair, went to the window to look at the scenery, and ignored me.

My room is very big, but apart from me, only Mrs. Li will come over.

My paintings are piled up in the whole studio, and they are all my works with great care. I draw them, but I don’t know who to show them to. Aunt Li is obviously not interested in these things of mine, so I can only Pile them one by one, and the higher the pile, the more I long for someone to share.

And when I finally had such a person, I was of course overjoyed.

I ran in and out again and again, spread out the paintings one by one on the floor, and then stood nervously waiting for her to turn her head and comment on my paintings.

As time passed by, my smile froze a bit, but she still didn't have the slightest intention to turn around. I had no choice but to pick up one of them and walk behind her, pushing her gently.

"Go away! You idiot, don't bother me!" She turned around and yelled at me, grabbing my painting, forcefully up and down, with a hissing sound, the page broke in the middle, and soon, it was in her palm into finer chunks.
With one hand, the piece of paper was blown downstairs with the wind. One of my favorite paintings was destroyed by her three times and two times. In the end, not even a piece of it was left to me.

"I'm not going to be your wife, you're dreaming! You're with him, you're not trying to separate me from my mother! You're not good people!" She pushed me away and ran downstairs, but I hadn't recovered from the shock reacted.

The second meeting ended hastily.

At that time, I was a lonely boy, and she was a girl whose eyes were blocked by hatred. I didn't want to marry her, and she didn't want to marry me, but the adults were already trying to tie me and her life together. together.

When we met for the third time, it was two years later.

She is still the proud little princess, the difference is that I am more silent than before.

She sat beside her mother and ate fruit, and I sat beside my father with a blank expression.

We couldn't understand what the adults were talking about, but they had a tacit understanding of not making noise, pretending to be very sensible.

In the middle of the conversation, I don't know what was said, Dad's cup was placed on the table slightly, I froze instinctively, and sat up straighter, but I heard her whispering bad things about her dad.

I couldn't believe it, she dared to use such language to talk about her father. If it were me, I would never do it.

Dad also heard her movement, seemed to be a little angry, patted my back, and said, "Take your woman out."

my woman?

Even though I had doubts, I didn't delay. I jumped off the chair with my feet shaking, walked up to her in a regular manner, stretched out a hand, and said with a slight bow, "Let's go out."

This movement was taught to me by a teacher invited by my father. I learned it for three full months, and even the angle of bending has been carefully tested. My father said that to become a man, first of all, I must become a gentleman.

Uh, little gentleman.

She glanced at me, then turned her head, still whispering what she had just said in her mother's ear. I maintained this inviting posture and didn't dare to move, because I knew that my father must be watching me from behind. No, then tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow, I will repeat this action until it reaches the standard.

She ignored me completely, but I had to finish the task set by my father, so I said in a stiff tone again: "Let's hang out together, shall we?"

This is also taught by the teacher. When speaking to a lady, use a questioning tone to show respect for the other party.

"Are you an old man?" She finally spoke, but she satirized me. I was a little embarrassed, my cheeks flushed, and I wanted to explain to myself, but I heard her say again: "Your father is so bad that he taught you to be like this." look!"

"Don't speak ill of Dad!" For Dad, I learned to contradict for the first time, and I even forgot the basic etiquette.

She didn't seem to expect that I would be angry, and even stayed there for a long time and couldn't say anything to refute.

As a result, when we met for the third time, we broke up unhappy.

In fact, at this time, she has already begun to learn to use the strength of others to accomplish what she wants, and I am slowly growing into a man in my father's heart---the little old man in her mouth.

The fourth time we met was two years later.

This time, I wasn't there, I stayed in my room, where I've been for two full days.

She broke in without even knocking on the door, and was very happy to see me, as if I had proved her conclusion, she opened the curtains, raised her chin and said, "I'm right, your Dad doesn't love you at all, and he doesn't love your family either."

I have nothing to say.

Because just a few days ago, my father and mother quarreled again, my father slammed the door and left, and my mother was so angry that I fell ill. All of this was caught by me outside the door.

Mrs. Li tried to make me understand the truth, but I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to hear anything, and I couldn't understand it. What do you want a seven or eight-year-old child to understand?
There are more and more things I don't understand, but for some reason, I still can't hate my father.

But she is different, her hatred is so obvious, she will point to the man downstairs and say: "Did you see how ugly his smile is, he is a good or bad person, he has never really smiled , he is an idiot for being a mother, he just wants to take her money."

"He's your father." I said weakly.

"He's not! My father is dead long ago, he's just a dog, a dog at my mother's lap."

"You shouldn't have said that about your father!" I got angry.

She was startled by my voice, she slowed down, but continued: "He has a daughter himself, and I am not her daughter. He wants to cheat my mother of all the money and leave it to his own daughter!"

I was skeptical of her words.

That was the first time we sat together and talked about our little secrets.

"Father and mother are like strangers. I have never eaten, chatted, or gone to the playground with them. Mrs. Li said that the family outside is also like this, is it true?"

"Mom asked me to call him daddy, so I wouldn't! I saw him hugging a strange woman. I told my mother about it. My mother said I was lying and asked me to apologize! I heard him secretly give Others called, and he said that when my mother died, he would get a lot of money."

"My father is very strict with me. He never smiles at me. I want him to see the things I draw. He said that those things are useless at all. He locked them in the small room. I I can always hear my mother crying, and in my dreams, I will dream that my father will let me ride a big horse, and then”

"I must let my mother know that everything he said is a lie. He is a big liar, a big liar. He will make her very sad, and he will definitely. Moreover, I still want to find his daughter. I want Pulling her hair and throwing mud in her face."

The two talked to each other, but they were talking to themselves, but the amazing thing was that at the end, we both saw encouragement in each other's eyes.

Few people can listen to me seriously, so I cherish the time when she was there, and I can't wait to tell her all the words in my stomach, including that I want to make a model airplane and take it to the competition. I also want to be a doctor, because when I change my teeth, it hurts like hell.
Looking back and thinking about it, I was really, really lonely at that time.

Before I was three years old, I didn’t know there was a father and mother, so I ate, played, and slept alone; after I was three years old, I had my parents, but I still ate, played, and slept alone.

My world needs something new to prove that I am still alive.

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As the old saying goes, a new article has been opened, and the link is in the introduction. It is an abuse article, which is suspected of being a cup of tea. If you like it, go and sit down. It’s cold, so wear more clothes, don’t fall ill in recent years.

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