After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

"Some people are really stupid and wake up when they lose, but when things develop to that moment, it is often difficult to recover. Lucky people may be able to recover, but lucky people are a few."

Before Shao Yunchen went out, Qi Feng had recovered her calm face. She listened to him coldly and watched people leave.

The woman still stood under the light of the porch eaves, leaning against the edge of the door, with her arms around her, in a lazy and charming posture, "you won't tell Gu Zheng that I'm here, will you?"

Shao Yunchen's steps had just stepped down the steps. He looked at her with his side eyes and faintly recalled the corners of his lips. "Qi Feng, you are different from your sister. There is no way for a person's scheming and Chengfu to disguise on the outside."

He exposed her directly and decisively.

Qi Feng is not a thoughtful person, even if she pretends to be very similar.

She suddenly understood something because of Shao Yunchen's words. At this time, her heart was empty, like a gust of draught wind whistling past.

Shao Yunchen walked back along the Boulevard. He was stopped under a street lamp. When he turned around, he saw the woman who caught up with him, with a long shawl around his body, and came to him.

"Keep this." She picked up his right hand and handed the photo to his palm. In the dim sight, the kissing of men and women was particularly eye-catching.

"It's no use keeping it." She shrugged her shoulders and stared at the photo. Her eyes were filled with lonely emotion. At this time, she took off Qi Feng, who was armed, and restored her previous aura. "I won't say anything about you."

She has a special talent for photography. She also has the common fault of most artists. She is pretentious and naturally sad. She is more clean about feelings than ordinary people.

Shao Yunchen slowly clasped his five fingers and nodded slightly.

Before waiting for the expected promise, she was still worried. Her delicate palm stubbornly held the back of the man's hand, and her eyebrows and eyes hung slightly. It was like begging, "don't tell him I'm here."

Her voice was hoarse and she dared not look up.

Shao Yunchen took back his arm and finally promised, "OK."

Then bid farewell and walk steadily and firmly.

When I came out of the gate, I saw Lu Yao at the parking lot. At this time, I was standing at the air outlet, holding my arms and talking to people.

Shao Yunchen walked over in silence and recognized the man three or five steps away. He had met him before and was once a subordinate of Lu Yao.

Lu Yao didn't notice until a warm power covered her body. She looked sideways and saw the man beside her. She was covering her with a suit and coat.

"Yunchen..." the cold of her body was cut off. Her cold knuckles grabbed the collar of her suit and looked at him. A burst of warmth rushed into her heart.

Liao Qiu opened her mouth when she saw Shao Yunchen. She pulled Xiao Zhang's cuff uneasily and winked hard.

"What's the matter?" He could not feel the situation for a moment, so he deliberately kept a short distance from Lu Yao.

Lu Yao pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to the two people in front, "these two are my colleagues. Liao Qiu, a new member of the marketing department, Xiao Zhang, you've seen it before. "

Then he pointed to Shao Yunchen, "this is my husband."

Her tone was cold and perfunctory.

Shao Yunchen understood that since Lu Yao admitted his identity to her face, he naturally didn't have to avoid anything. He took Lu Yao's shoulder with one hand, and his palm just touched the hand she pulled at the neckline. His touch was cold.

He couldn't help frowning. Although he didn't say anything, his big palm firmly covered it.

"Hello." Liao Qiu reacts, frowns and winks at Lu Yao after greeting Shao Yunchen, "director, your husband is too handsome."

Xiao Zhang couldn't see her flower maniac. He pulled her arm angrily, clenched his teeth and reminded in a voice, "no matter how handsome you are."

Then he nodded at Shao Yunchen with a little regret, "Mr. Shao, I'm really sorry. We just got lost in the garden, and we couldn't stop the car when we came out..."

Before he finished his explanation, Liao Qiu bent her lips to steal the conversation. "I didn't expect to meet sister Yao later. I can't help but trouble you."

"Lost?" Shao Yunchen slowly hooked his lips and seemed to feel some permission to smile. His eyes glanced lightly from the two people.

"Blame me, blame me." Liao Qiu narrowed her eyes and raised one hand to her head, "because I took brother Zhang down the path and finally missed the fireworks show."

Lu Yao smelled the speech and couldn't help but close her lips and joked, "then you can harvest a lot by pulling Xiao Zhang in the middle of the night."

Liao Qiu's face turned red. He was embarrassed to see the man around him. He could only whisper for mercy: "director, stop talking. I've been talked about all the way by him."

A cold wind suddenly blew in the square. Shao Yunchen held Lu Yao's arm tightly and blocked the topic. "Go back first. You can solve any internal disputes privately."

Because of this unexpected encounter, there was no need to hide the relationship between Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen. When they arrived at their hotel, they took the same elevator upstairs.

Liao Qiu used to live in a room with Lu Yao. When she saw Shao Yunchen following up, she packed up her things as soon as she entered the room and drilled out disheartened. "Director, I'll open a room next door. I won't disturb you."

Lu Yao collected her eyes and heard the sound of the elevator door opening next door before she said anything.

The next second Lin Shui stepped out and handed a room card to Shao Yunchen, "president Shao, top suite."

Shao Yunchen gave a faint "um", glanced at Liao Qiu standing against the corner of the wall, and looked at Lu Yao, "I'll go up first."

Lu Yao's cheeks were slightly hot, avoided his sight, raised her feet and went straight to the room. At the same time, she didn't forget to turn back and ask Liao Qiu, "come in."

Shao Yunchen went up to the top floor. When he came out after taking a bath, he saw the woman on the sofa sitting cross legged with a straight lamp on the side, which made half of her face pale.

"What are you looking at?" Shao Yunchen carried an arm to brush his hair. From his perspective, he could see what the woman was holding in her hand and her face was filled with a smiling smile.

When I approached, I saw that it was a picture brought back from the amusement park.

"What a pity..." she turned over the picture from beginning to end. "One is missing."

Shao Yunchen encircled her waist from behind, knocked his chin at her neck socket, pretended not to know himself and asked, "which one is missing?"

"No, nothing." Lu Yao blushed and put the photo back in her bag. Her original smooth movement suddenly gave her a meal. She hesitated and said, "Qi Feng, have you come to Beijing?"

Shao Yunchen's face changed slightly behind him. He slowly loosened his strength in his hand and continued to pick up the towel next to him and wipe his hair.

"Yes." As he answered, he threw the water stains from his broken hair aside Lu Yao's face.

She raised her arm and hid. She was amused by the man's slightly rude action. Instead, she grabbed the towel from him, got up and went to the bathroom to get the hair dryer and comb.

"I'll do it." She smiled and plugged in the power.

When the warm wind blows behind the man's head, he can still feel the itchy touch of the woman's five fingers passing through the broken hair on his head.

He tried his best not to shrink his neck, because he cherished the existence of this moment too much and couldn't bear the slightest damage to it.

"Why don't you ask, how do I know?" Lu Yao shook the hair dryer in her hand with a waxy voice.

"How do you know?" He followed the subject.

"The watermark on the back of the photo is the name of her photo studio. Combined with the analysis of your previous abnormal performance, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion." Her neck tilted aside along the angle of the hair dryer, and Shu Er pursed her lips, "but it's quite a coincidence."

She understood that Qi Feng couldn't not hate himself, so Shao Yunchen was excusable for not making it clear to himself, but she didn't know that there was another reason.

"Coincidence..." Shao Yunchen slowly deepened his thinking because of these two words. "To say coincidence, there is more than one coincidence today."