After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

The woman sighed, "today, when I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, I remembered that my wife said she wanted to prepare two more milk bottles to take to school, so she turned to the second floor and looked. Later, I found a woman on the second floor who seemed to always follow me. I remembered what my wife said, so I didn't buy anything and went to the first floor again."

Lu Yao listened to her cool heart. Her face soon became gloomy. She blurted out and asked, "what happened later?"

"Later, the woman stopped me and said that the baby at home wanted to drink milk powder and didn't know what to buy. She wanted me to take a look at it for her. She also stuffed 500 yuan into my hand. I was dragged around by her and said it seemed to buy milk powder, but I think she was trying to set me up."

The aunt rubbed her hands and handed out the 500 yuan. "This is the money that the woman gave me."

Lu Yao leaned her body slowly towards the back of the chair, ignored the movement on her hand, and only asked, "what does that woman look like?"

The aunt frowned. "She has a very good temperament, but she can't see what she looks like wearing a big pair of sunglasses, but I think she looks like a rich man and doesn't have a child."

Lu Yao listened, her five fingers curled up into a tight fist unconsciously, and the pain of her nails embedded in the skin and flesh was not very clear. She just felt that there was a stream of blood running around her body.

A name came out of my heart. When I spoke, my voice was cold and resolute, "did she ask you about the children at home?"

The aunt was slightly stunned, and then nodded quickly, "yes, but I also told her according to her wife's teaching. I didn't reveal anything."

Silently relieved, he turned his head and looked straight at the money clenched in his aunt's hand, and the corner of his lips hooked, "you deserve the money. Buy some nutrition for your little grandson."

Then he picked up the book on the tea table, got up and went in the direction of the baby room. When he stepped to the door, he stopped, turned and told: "you'll meet her again in the future. Just pay attention."

Aunt quickly answered and saw someone open the door. After her body moved forward, the door closed slowly.

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At the weekend, Shao Yunchen went to Jincheng on business. Lu Yao was lazy and stayed at home to study. Two hours later, she faintly felt that her mind was swollen.

Close the book, take the mobile phone, click on it and see the message sent an hour ago. I was a little stunned. Then I lifted the blanket and got out of bed. I went towards the bedroom and said to my aunt who was mopping the floor: "I'll go out and don't have to make lunch."

Soon there was a roar of engines outside the yard. The speeding car rolled up a burst of dust. My aunt hurried out with an umbrella in her hand.

"Madam, the weather is bad, you..."

Catch up in a hurry, or can only see the shadow of the car.

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a teahouse. At this time, the business in the teahouse was cold. As soon as Lu Yao entered the door, she saw the silhouette by the window.

With some familiar memory, it seems thinner than the people in memory.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor, and the sound of "Dong Dong" made the man suddenly turn around. Their eyes were intertwined. Lu Yao unconsciously stopped, and the shepherd name who was holding a tea cup to his lips also stopped his action.

At that moment, an inexplicable atmosphere suddenly surged in the air.

Calm and sharp.

He slowly hooked his lips and continued to walk towards the square table not far away. Finally, he sat down in front of the man, put down his bag, and watched the man pick up the teapot and pour her a cup.

"Long time no see."

Her fingertips banged up, with a warm feeling, slowly coming from her fingertips.

"It's been a month."

Mu Ming smiled lightly. At this time, he no longer deliberately pretended to be bright and beautiful. There was a cold and indifferent atmosphere around him, and there was a little indifference in his gestures.

Lu Yao frowned and understood that this was the real pastoral name.

Thinking of all the things before, the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a smile, raised his eyes and forced him to look at him, trying to find a strange emotion in his eyes.

"I asked you out twice, but you refused. After all, my colleagues have a fight. How can you hide from me like this?" Her voice was soft and gentle without a trace of temperature.

There was an uncontrollable light fierce color between the tips of the eyebrows, but he found that the man always looked at her with his lips, without showing half a flaw.

"Things in the company are really tricky recently. It's not a time to come and make amends."

Then he sighed, but the smile on his face was clearer. He leaned his body against the back of the chair and shrugged.

Lu Yao took back her eyes, took a sip of the tea cup, and was surprised by the bitterness that fell into her throat.

Put down the teacup, "I've heard everything. Recently, the news about you selling the inside information of the company has spread all over Nancheng."

The man hissed and didn't seem to care much.

Lu Yao kept a serious expression, "what's your plan next?"

When asked, the man turned his head out of the window and half narrowed his eyes. There was an elusive emotion in his narrow eyes, "leave Nancheng as someone wants."

The next second, he took back his sight and looked back at her, "what else can he do?"

Lu Yao frowned slightly, noncommittal.

"I know you're not like that, but if you don't get the punishment you deserve for what you did wrong, you'll always be forced to repay elsewhere." His fingers rubbed against the warm cup wall intentionally or unintentionally. This time, he finally stopped covering up. His voice was like a warning and exhortation: "shepherd's name, I hope you don't be smart in the future."

Mu Ming's face became gloomy, as if he had fallen into some complex emotion. The topic between them was separated by a layer of transparent window paper. No one pierced it, but they knew it well.

"I don't think I'm being smart. At least for now, I'm retreating."

The self satisfaction that floated suddenly seemed very dazzling in Lu Yao's eyes. The tea cup unconsciously knocked against the wooden table and splashed some tea.

"Mr. mu, although I don't know the cause of the resentment between you and my father, it seems that paying back with the lives of two children has solved your hatred, but..."

"But from now on, I will keep an eye on you until I send you to prison to pay for your sins." She paused for a while, clenched her teeth coldly, and a faint smell of blood seemed to overflow between her lips and teeth.

At that moment, there was an illusion in the herdsman's trance. The complex emotions that had been lingering in his heart for nearly a month quietly spread to his heart. His expression remained unchanged, but he just stared at the woman in front of him.

If only she were not Lu Shaokun's daughter.

Forced convergence of the complicated mood, slowly hooked his lips, "wait and see."

I don't know when the weather outside the window will be gloomy. At this time, the wind on the street will roll the fallen leaves around, and there will be rumbling thunder soon.

The sight in front of me darkened quietly, then I heard a "pa", and the suddenly lit lights in the store made everything clear as before.

Before getting up, he asked lightly, "do they have to die?"

Then he suddenly lowered his head and smiled with self mockery, as if laughing at himself. When he pursed his lips, he looked up, "needless to say, I learned a truth here, Mr. mu. A person's ruthlessness sometimes has no bottom line. It's foolish to guess the boundaries of others with his own cognition."

After that, he got up, packed up his bag and put it on his shoulder. Between a series of actions, he looked down at the man around him, "so Mr. mu, don't underestimate my bottom line."

Then he strode towards the door of the store. When he opened the door, a whirlwind swept through, mixed with dust in the air, which made people unable to open their eyes for a time.

The man behind him followed up, stood side by side at the door with her, and his eyes fell to the distance, "you're right, the bottom line of the people around you. I just came back from Jincheng this morning and saw two people in the municipal hospital. Maybe you will be interested. "

Then he handed out his umbrella. "You're still weak. Keep warm."

Lu Yao is still remembering the meaning of his words. People have put their umbrellas in her hands. The next second, they stride into the dark street, and their footsteps are particularly calm in the panic crowd.

Lu Yao lowered her head, looked at the umbrella in her hand and saw the trash can on one side, so she threw it in.

The expression is cold without a trace of temperature.