The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 552 Sad and Happy Ending 2
Waiting raised his head and thought for a while, "If she can let me eat a few more times, Grandpa Ken, I think she is too."

Seeing his cute appearance, Ling Jiuyue couldn't help laughing.Putting down the waiting, turned and walked to the bedroom, seeing that nothing had changed in the house, as if they had never experienced separation and sadness in these years.

"Father, will Wei Shushu steal Mommy?"

Waiting to follow behind him, looking up was too tired, so he simply looked down at Ling Jiuyue's feet.

"No." Ling Jiuyue's tone was indifferent and firm, "No one can steal her away from me anymore, she won't allow it, and neither can I!"

Dai Dai nodded half-understood, opened his arms and said, "Father, hug Daidai. I can't walk anymore."

Ling Jiuyue turned around and leaned over to hold him in her arms, "What's wrong with your head?"

"Fight." Dai Dai admitted honestly, thought for a while and added: "I am a man, and I will fight to protect my mother!"

In this way, Dad will not scold and wait.

Naturally, Ling Jiuyue would not scold him, men would have a better understanding of what boys are like when they are young.Boys just have to fight, it's not normal not to fight!
Although Mr. Ling is now the vice president of the great procuratorate, he is handsome, elegant, gentle and jade-like, and he always smiles when he sees everyone; who would have thought that when he was young, he would ride on Liang Moge every day and hit Liang Moge and call him "" Brother".

However, soon after Ling Xi was even worse than the little bully Ling Jiuyue back then, he was simply a little devil in the world.

Lin Jiu lowered his head and kept silent, his eyelashes wet with tears trembled slightly, his fingers fell on his knees, stiff as if he had lost consciousness.

Xiao Zimo couldn't wait for her answer, so he lowered his head slowly, staring at her with his phoenix eyes, and remained silent for a while, with a self-deprecating smile flowing from the corner of his mouth——

"I understand."

When Lin Jiu glanced at him, Xiao Zimo stretched out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks. With an unprecedented smile on the corner of his mouth, he said softly: "Ah Jiu, I won't force you anymore. I will I hate you and will never forgive you!"

Her silent tears rolled down slowly, seeing that the sadness in his eyes was not intentional, it was irrepressible...

Her hot tears touched her fingertips, and she chuckled, "Ah Jiu, you shed these tears for me, right? How wonderful, you are finally willing to shed tears for me..."

"Yes-no-remind..." The mist in front of her eyes blurred his stern outline, but the wound in his eyes was permanently imprinted in her heart.

"Don't say I'm sorry..." Xiao Zimo's fingers drooped down, and he slid across the arc lonely in mid-air, his voice was cold and decisive, "I want you to remember me forever with guilt, I want to curse you and Ling Jiuyue, Never, no, happiness, happiness."

The desolate voice ended slowly, he stood up, turned around to pick up the wisteria flowers on the ground, and walked out of her sight step by step.

The back is straight, the tall back is firm, lonely, and the vicissitudes of life are heartbreaking.

Lin Jiu's eyes were filled with tears, and he watched his back gradually leave from the corner of his eye. What was drifting away was not only the distance between them, but also his hatred for her!

After all, he left her with nothing.

Except guilt.

There was silence in the room, only a soft sobbing sound could be heard, not very loud, but he was suppressing it with all his strength, and tears flooded his cheeks crazily, almost to the point of disaster.

Xiao Zimo lied to her.

She also lied to Xiao Zimo.

But in the end, they were all hurt by deception, but they were powerless to hate each other.

Because in relationships, there are never bad people, just helpless, just involuntary.

It's just that in love, we are all honest and only fulfill ourselves.

Xiao Zimo walked into the elevator slowly with wisteria flowers, the elevator door closed slowly for a moment, his body leaned heavily against the cold and hard wall behind him, the tears that had been in his pupils fell slowly, without any warning, I can't hold back anymore.

The silver wall reflected the light tears on his stern face, and the corner of his mouth was always stiff with a self-deprecating smile.

Ask him what kind of hardships Xiao Zimo has not suffered these years, and what kind of people he has not met; he thought he would never have sincerity again, but then he met that belated love.

He has been doing everything he can, be it deceitful or despicable, he wants to confirm this kind of love, and even wants to catch the tail of love...

It's just that the little shit angel who shot arrows all day long with his butt exposed never cared for him.

never.

The elevator door opened with a ding dong, and he stood up straight and strode out without looking back, without a trace of nostalgia, his steps stopped when he reached the trash can.

Throwing the wisteria flower in full bloom into the trash can, fingers with white and bony joints like jade bamboo reached into the pocket, took out the small velvet red box, and opened it——

The sparkling diamonds are glowing, I don't know if it's irony or sympathy...

She will never know that there is nothing left of what she once defeated the most sincere heart of a man.

He hates marriage and hates children.

But in the end he was willing to give up everything and marry her...

And she, from beginning to end, disdained anything he gave.

Xiao Zimo, if you are the second biggest fool in this world.

So who is called the first?
Lying on Ling Jiuyue's shoulder, Dai Dai fell asleep unknowingly.

Ling Jiuyue put him on the big bed, and tiptoed out of the room. No movement was heard from the next door, and he hesitated, but finally walked over.

Xiao Zimo and Wisteria disappeared, and only Lin Jiu sat there alone, like a person without intuition, and his drooping eyelids also covered all emotions.

He walked up to her gently, squatted down, looked up at her fair skin, and touched her cheek lightly with his fingers, "Our family will never be separated."

Lin Jiu's eyelashes fluttered slightly when he heard his gentle voice, and his gaze slowly fell on his cheek, "I owe him forever."

Ling Jiuyue didn't quite understand what she meant.

"He lied to me..." Lin Jiu's hoarse voice rose slowly, "I had nothing to do with him the night you got married, he lied to me, he lied to you... and finally I lied to him..."

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Zimo never did anything to actually hurt her except to force her.

Ling Jiuyue's phoenix eyes were full of surprises, and when her fingers dropped, they loosened slightly, but she clasped her fingers tightly.

with her.

"Falling in love is innocent." Ling Jiuyue said lightly, if it hadn't been for Xiao Zimo's insistence on forcing her, Xiao Jiu wouldn't have been in a dilemma back then, and finally chose to leave. "Xiao Jiu, don't be timid, look forward and backward, how much time can we waste in this life?"

If we don't love each other, we will be old.

Lin Jiu stretched out her hands to hold his cheeks, and pressed her forehead gently against his forehead. The faint warmth blended together, just like the first meeting between him and her...

It is doomed at a glance, ten thousand years.

Warm sunlight poured in through the patterned glass and fell on their bodies, casting a faint halo.

The two figures are like paintings mixed with ink and wash, beautiful and charming.

Sunlight allures the city.

Ling Xi, their neighbor next door, was sleeping sweetly, dreaming sweet dreams.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

for many years.

Australia.

The sun is shining, the scenery is beautiful, and the air seems to be filled with the direction of green grass.

A series of hasty doorbells rang, and Tang'er put down the half-knitted sweater in her hand and stood up to open the door.

Opening the door and seeing the person standing in front of her, Tang'er's face suddenly fell into dismay, fear and uneasiness flickered in her watery eyes, and her voice was trembling, "You, you, why are you here?"

Since the court left, he never came to her again.

Xiao Zimo's face was stern and cold, and there was no wave in the ancient well, and he said in a deep voice, "I didn't come to snatch your daughter from you, so don't be so afraid."

Hearing his words, Tang'er's tense mood relaxed slightly, and she moved sideways to get out of the way, "Please come in."

Xiao Zimo walked in and glanced at the house. It was quite big, and the decoration was warm. There was a rattan chair near the indoor balcony; Lying on a wicker chair and basking in the sun.

It's her preference.

"Tea, please." Tang'er handed the cup to him, and the blood on his face recovered little by little.

Xiao Zimo picked up the cup and took a sip, with a slight smile on his lips, "Your tea making skills have not changed a bit over the years."

Tanger sat down on the chair in front of him and didn't speak.

"They're together." Xiao Zimo put down his teacup, his black eyes met her sharper, "You should know."

Tang'er nodded gently: "Jiuyue called me and said that they have another child named Daidai, who is very cute."

Xiao Zimo thought of the child who had a double-faced relationship, "It's quite cute." He seemed to be carved out of the same mold as his father.

Tang'er took a teacup and sipped tea lightly, not knowing the purpose of his visit this time.

"I heard that you opened a flower shop and the business is doing well, and now I've left it to someone else to take care of it. I accompany Mingzhu every day."

"Yes." Tang'er put down the cup and looked at him intently, "Xiao Zimo, just say what you have. I admit that I will never be your opponent in front of you."

Xiao Zimo smiled casually, took a sip from his cup, "What else do you think I can do now?"

The turbulent children are unknown, and they don't say a word.

"She put you here, life is worry-free, and someone protects you, so what can I do?" The words were somewhat helpless and desolate.

Think about how many times he has fallen and stood up in his life, but he has never really lost.

In the end, he lost to the woman he wanted most.

Sad and ridiculous.

Tang'er reached out and took the cup in his hand, and gently placed it in front of him, "Xiao Zimo, it's so easy to let go of it once you think about it. You have been mean and arrogant all your life, but it's useless to Lin Jiu. Why force it? Yours……"

Xiao Zimo's eyes fell on the teacup in front of him, and a faint smile flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Can you really let go? Everything about Ling Jiuyue!"

"It's already been let go." Tang'er said lightly, with a slight wound between her brows. She has loved two men in this life, but she has never really received their love. They both love the same woman.

I don't know if it's the sorrow of fate or her sorrow.

"I have been living peacefully in Australia for the past few years. Mingzhu is everything to me. I am very satisfied with her. Jiuyue is a dream in my heart. I am dreaming everything about him here. I don't have to be afraid of my own. Love becomes distorted and crazy, and when you can't see him, you can be bolder, love him unscrupulously, and experience the feeling of loving him..."

(End of this chapter)