After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

On the way back to the hotel, they were speechless all the way.

In the quiet space, there was a depressing atmosphere. Lu Yao rolled down the window slightly, and the sudden cold wind forced her consciousness to wake up.

"Lin Shui, let the wave of people who had paid attention to Shang Rui check Xun Yang..." after thinking about it, he raised his hand again, "forget it."

Lin Shui drove a temporarily rented car and watched their faces again and again through the rear-view mirror. Hearing Shao Yunchen's sudden words, he changed his mouth before agreeing. He was even more suspicious.

Looking at Lu Yao again, she seemed to turn a deaf ear to all the sounds in the carriage. She only turned her head out of the window and couldn't see any specific expression.

Back to the hotel, Lu Yao packed up two clothes and pushed Shao Yunchen into the bathroom. Her expression was not friendly and her strength in her hand was also very heavy. "Go and wash it. I don't want to smell it."

Shao Yunchen's eyes sank without resistance. He turned and folded into the bathroom to wash. Before he came out, he raised his arm and smelled it. After confirming that all the smell had dissipated, he opened the bathroom door.

He was wiping his hair with a towel in one hand. When he went out, he happened to see Lu Yao push open the bedroom door of the suite and come in. He asked, "are you out?"

Lu Yao walked with her head buried. Her heart seemed to be suffocated. When she heard that she didn't lift her head, she promised not light but heavy. She turned around and closed the door with great strength, which excited a violent sound in the space.

After that, she packed up her clothes and went to the bathroom. Shao Yunchen stopped her at the door. She folded to avoid. However, the other party followed up and stopped her.

Lu Yao was not angry. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed it. The man leaned against the wall and made a heavy groan. It sounded like he was suffering some pain.

Lu Yao raised her head in subconscious panic. Seeing Shao Yunchen covering his chest with pain, she tore open his collar. Sure enough, she saw an obvious dark blue on his chest.

Understand the source of the injury, while feeling distressed, his eyes became colder, forced his heart down, and stretched out his hand to push people away.

Shao Yunchen took the opportunity to grab her wrist and hit her chest twice. She was so surprised that the woman took refuge and hurried to get away. She was not angry with him again.

There was a little smile in the man's eyes. Lu Yao saw that he was intentional, and his face sank even more. "Shao Yunchen, is it interesting?"

The man couldn't help but say, hugged her waist, dragged someone to bed and muttered, "I know you believe me, but trust and anger are not contradictory."

This is what Lu Yao lingered on his mouth and didn't say. He suddenly said it. There was another kind of anger that was seen through. When he wanted to be angry again, he heard a gentle knock on the door in his ear.

When the man was slightly stunned, he broke free, went all the way to open the door, and soon came back with a medicine box and put it on the nearby tea table.

"Come here." She restrained her anger, opened the medicine box under the bright yellow light, searched for it for a while, and took out the red potion and ointment.

At this time, Shao Yunchen came slowly and sat in the opposite chair. Junting's facial features were a little pale under the direct light, and the wound on the corner of his mouth was particularly obvious.

Lu Yao dipped a cotton swab in a little red medicine and came out. He carefully pestled the man's wound. Because he didn't grasp his strength, he was so surprised that he took a cold breath.

Lu Yao was also startled.

Later, the strength of the hand became lighter. After wiping the wound on the corner of the lip, he picked up the ointment and read the instructions for a long time. He squeezed a large piece in the palm. The palm fitted the palm and rubbed it open. Then he went to Shao Yunchen's chest.

The warm palm was pasted on, but the ointment in the palm was slightly cool. Shao Yunchen slowly narrowed his eyes, looked down at the delicate hands in front of his chest, and his heart was slightly touched.

"Xun Yang drugged Qi Yun's juice and wanted to frame her for having an unclear relationship with other men. His original intention was not to marry Qi Yun. He just wanted to threaten the Qi family and inject fresh blood into his company. If old lady Qi didn't agree, he could lose the reputation of an infatuated man..."

Lu Yao rubbed his chest and paused slightly. He didn't expect that the reason was like this, let alone Xunyang.

After the reaction, he continued to push away the ointment in his hand, "but Qi Yun doesn't seem to believe you."

Shao Yunchen didn't refute, but his voice was cold again. He held Lu Yao's wrist in one hand and his eyes were full of deep affection. "Old lady Qi is good to me. After all, this is not Qi Yun's business, so I stopped it, but I didn't want to hurt you."

The ointment gradually penetrated into the skin texture. Lu Yao withdrew her hand, took out a paper towel and wiped it. She looked up and asked, "there's nothing wrong with your series of practices. I have no reason to comment, but I didn't intend to tell me this, did I?"

Shao Yunchen did not refute.

He is a person with a cold mind. He habitually doesn't like to talk. He habitually presents the results of everything handled in front of others, and never tells them how hard it is to achieve this result.

Lu Yao took the messy things back into the medicine box bit by bit. It seemed that she was immersed in the action in front of her, and her mouth was a little careless.

"You have a lot of things hidden in your heart, including the previous pastoral name..." he paused and said: "he has entered Fengrui now. Under shangrui, the target is you."

Shao Yunchen silently curled up his five fingers and his eyes became narrow and long. "Yan Ke has found the evidence. The clues he currently has are enough for him to stay in prison for several years."

Lu Yao opened her eyes. She always felt that the existence of Mu Ming was a sharp thorn in her heart. She couldn't be at ease if she didn't pull it out one day.

After hearing this, my mood was relieved a little. I turned around and thought of something. My heart sank again. I always felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't say it clearly.

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On the other hand, the night lights in Kyoto are blurred, especially when viewed from the landing windowsill on the top floor of the hotel, it is with an irresistible earthly beauty.

Qi Yun was also wearing a long green dress at the reception, but she had a dark gray shawl on her body. Her body leaned against the glass of the French window, and her eyes were slightly comfortable.

There was a cigarette between his fingers. The smoke was swirling and diffused in the air. He raised his hand and took a deep breath, slowly spitting out the blue and white fog.

When the man smelled the smoke, he could not help wringing his eyebrows. He got up from the sofa and walked in front of her. With one hand, he grabbed the smoke in her hand and twisted it out in the ashtray.

"Smoking is bad for children."

This attracted Qi Yun to take back his sight and fall on the man in front of him with a slight frown, "Xun Yang, I don't like such jokes."

After that, he turned and pushed him away. He walked in the direction of the sofa. He didn't seem very happy to talk to him.

Xunyang did not know what to do, so he caught up with him. "Everything goes according to the plan. What are you unhappy about? At least I can see today that he is not as indifferent to you as he said, is he? "

Qi Yun paused and looked back at him. The obvious bruises on the corners of the man's mouth and cheeks reflected the night light outside the window. Although he was seriously hurt, he also smiled brightly.