The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 509 It's Too Late
Not long after, the tow truck came to tow the car away, and the traffic began to move slowly... When Ling Jiuyue held the steering wheel with both hands, the veins in her hands were faintly visible, and the atmosphere in the car was inexplicably tense and dignified...

Xiao Zimo saw Lin Jiu looking out of the car window expressionlessly through the rear mirror, coughed lightly and said, "You saw him."

"What?" Lin Jiu asked in a calm voice.

"Your ex-husband." Xiao Zimo's voice sank a bit, "He was in the crowd just now, don't tell me you didn't see him."

"And then?" Lin Jiu asked without answering, but did not look at him for a second.

Xiao Zimo frowned, her face obviously displeased. She answered her own question in her own way, "Three years. Lin Jiu, I have reserved the co-pilot position for you for three years."

Lin Jiu's eyes were finally willing to move away from the scenery outside the window and landed on his handsome side face. With a light smile, he asked back: "You are changing your face, let me tell you, Lin Jiu, I have never wasted three months for a woman. The year is not yet in hand! I should feel honored for this, I hug you with snot and tears and thank you, and then I promise you with my body, right?"

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp." Xiao Zimo's face was cold, he pursed his lips and squeezed out four words, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and his tone softened, "I just want to know how long you plan to let him live in your heart ?”

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Jiu asked sharply.

Xiao Zimo slammed on the brakes, but Lin Jiu sat on the seat safe and sound, like Mount Tai.However, there was a shocking horn honking from behind the car, but he didn't care about it. He turned around and stared at her angrily, "Lin Jiu, don't treat me like that."

"Thank you." Lin Jiu replied calmly, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth, smiling lazily, "Thank you for your good teaching."

"—You." Xiao Zimo was almost pissed off by her.

"It looks like you won't send me back today, don't bother Mr. Xiao, goodbye." Lin Jiu got out of the car decisively with her luggage, without the slightest hesitation, just like she has been coming and going these few years, Never hesitated.

Xiao Zimo punched the steering wheel in annoyance, his cold eyes swept over her back as she moved under the scorching sun, and in the next second she really left in the dust and left her in this ghostly place in the wilderness .

Lin Jiu didn't hope in his heart that Xiao Zimo would come back to pick him up, he was not that kind of man.In the past three years, no matter where she went, Xiao Zimo could find her, and she even wondered if he had put a tracker on her.

Every time she went to a place, Xiao Zimo would do business in one place. The strange thing was that his business was getting bigger and bigger, how could he still have time to be entangled with himself.

No matter how many times she said it openly or secretly, he refused to accept the offer, so she had no choice but to let him go in the end.If it weren't for knowing that this man is unpredictable, the city is extremely deep, and it is too dangerous, it would actually be good to be friends with him.I just didn't expect to meet "him" today.

Even if the crowds were turbulent, even if the scorching sun made people drowsy, as soon as he got close, it was as if his body's natural instinct sensed him and knew that he was standing there.

She looked calm on the surface, as if she didn't know it, but her heart was already turbulent and turbulent. She even wanted to see him openly, but she couldn't.She almost spent all her own courage in the past few years to restrain herself from going to see him.

I was afraid that as soon as I saw all his strength, all invincibility would collapse in an instant, and I couldn't help but rush to hug him; tell him how much I miss him.

No, she can't do that.Because his wife and daughter were sitting in a certain car not far away, and what was he?
The ex-wife's old love for her ex-husband is unforgettable, expressing her miss for him in front of his current wife?

How ironic and absurd.

Is there such a person in this world, you know that he is close at hand, but you dare not look at him... even if it's just a glance... how to solve this deep lovesickness?

Lin Jiu was tired from walking, so he found a roadside at random, and sat next to him as soon as he dropped his luggage, watching the cars passing by.The scorching sun was gradually disappearing in the west, and the sunset was like a fire, almost burning red for a long time. The dizzy scene made her forget where she came from and where she should go.

Jiuyue, it turns out that if I leave you, it will be the same wherever I go.

it's the same.

Because there, without you.

From afternoon to dinner, Ling Jiuyue was absent-minded for a while, and he didn't even respond to Mingzhu talking to her several times.

Mingzhu has baby fat, chubby, pink and jade-carved, extremely cute.At this moment, he was extremely aggrieved with his mouth flattened, looking at him with big watery eyes, and with a tender voice, "Daddy, do you not like Mingzhu anymore, so you ignore Mingzhu?"

Ling Jiuyue came back to her senses, seeing her daughter's aggrieved and pitiful appearance softened her heart, she reached out and hugged her on her lap, "How could Daddy not like Mingzhu. Mingzhu is Daddy's favorite little piggy. "

"Really?" Mingzhu's frown immediately relaxed, and Ling Jiuyue smiled slightly.After thinking for a long time, she came to her senses, and protested depressedly: "Daddy's family is not a little pig...it's a pearl, the jewel in Daddy's palm."

"Yes...it's Daddy's palm pig." Ling Jiuyue continued to tease her.

"Daddy...it's Zhu! Zhu! Not a pig!" Mingzhu explained anxiously.

But obviously the pronunciation of "bead" and "pig" are the same!

Tang'er walked in and saw the father and daughter quarreling together again, with a smile flowing in her bright eyes, she walked over and hugged Mingzhu off his body, "Mingzhu, Daddy is very tired from work during the day, please stop pestering Daddy Yes. Mommy will tell you a story, after finishing, are you going to sleep?"

"Okay." Although Mingzhu still wanted to play with Daddy for a while, when she could remember, Mommy kept telling her that Daddy's work was very busy. If she kept pestering Daddy, Daddy would be very upset. Tired, no time to rest.She should be very good and not be too pestering to Daddy, so that Daddy can have a good rest.

Tang'er hugs Mingzhu back to her room to coax her to sleep, and when she comes out, she sees him standing at the door ready to go out. "It's so late, are you going out?"

Ling Jiuyue lowered her eyes and let out a "hmm". When she looked at her with the key in her finger, she added: "Go to bed early. Don't wait for the door for me."

"Okay." Tanger nodded, and quickly walked into the kitchen. Ling Jiuyue stood there and waited for more than ten seconds. When she came out, she handed him a cup in her hand, "It's been hot recently, so I cooked some mung bean soup Keep it chilled in the refrigerator, take it with you."

Ling Jiuyue frowned, and looked at her with complicated dark eyes, "Tang'er..."

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Tang'er stuffed the cup directly into his hand, and the coldness spread in his palm for a while, "Be careful when driving. If...if you don't like drinking...just pour it out, I'll try another one another day try."

Ling Jiuyue nodded, "Then I'm going out, you should rest early."

Tanger nodded, "I will take care of myself and Mingzhu, you don't have to worry. Go..."

He sent Ling Jiuyue out the door with a smile, and the moment the door closed, the smile on his face was replaced by loneliness...but the person holding the cup outside the door didn't know.

The night wind was hot, blowing in waves, her long hair was curled up and flowing naturally, her long skirt covered her feet, she held herself in her hands and watched the cars on the road with dull eyes.His face was calm and indifferent, like a puppet without soul and emotion.

Most of the time, she just sits in a daze like this, and the day passes like this...

The stars all over the sky are dazzling, like many small eyes, Lin Jiu looked up at the brightest one in the middle with a faint smile on his lips.Although she knew it was impossible, she would rather believe in the movie that people can turn into stars after death and keep looking at the ground in the sky.Thinking about it like this, it's as if Liang Moge had never really left...

Suddenly a car stopped quickly, and Xiao Zimo who got out of the car stared at her profile with black eyes, a little bit hesitant and hazy, and more of a stubbornness that made him helpless.

"Lin Jiu, I know you're trying to anger me on purpose!" Xiao Zimo walked in front of her, his figure under the street lamp enveloping her whole body, his deep eyes were as calm as ever, "You just want to I am angry, and I will ignore you when I am angry, and then you have to wait for him to fulfill your love."

"Heh." He paused with a half-smile, pursed his lips and said, "I just won't let you get what you want."

Lin Jiu was stunned for a few seconds, then chuckled, his smile was so ethereal, "Xiao Zimo, I'm so hungry. I was sitting here just now, and I kept thinking, you won't come back! You are Xiao Zimo because you are Xiao Zimo Mo, so you won't."

People like Ling Jiuyue won't look back, so how could you, Xiao Zimo.

But even you have turned back, why is that person unwilling to turn back, even just once.

It seems that he has forgotten, he has long been unable to turn back.

A trace of distress flashed across Xiao Zimo's gloomy eyes, and it was fleeting. His thin lips pursed what he wanted to say and swallowed it back when it reached his lips.He leaned over and put his hand in front of her, "Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

Lin Jiu looked at his hands, the bones were clear and slender, and the joints looked like Polygonatum odoratum. The palm lines were a bit broken, not like the broken lines that people of his age would have.

A car was parked under a street lamp not far away. The person sitting there had a gloomy complexion, and his dark eyes were cold and numb without any emotion.He knew it, knew that even if he searched along the way back, he might not be able to find her.

But he refused to give up and still wanted to give it a try, but he was still one step too late...

Why, every time he was one step late.

When he saw her sitting there alone like a homeless child, his heart ached.He wished he could fly to her and hug her immediately, but just when he was about to push the car door open, that man appeared...

Seeing them talking, seeing her smiling at him, my heart felt as if it was being torn apart by wild beasts, ferocious, brutal, torn into pieces, never a whole piece.

Three years ago, he was late for the airport...

After three years, is it too late for him to look back?
(End of this chapter)