After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

In the quiet private room of the teahouse, song ran stared at the light colored petals floating in the transparent teapot with a cold expression.

She was still remembering what she had just heard outside the office and suddenly curled her lips and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Ming took a teapot and poured a cup in front of her. A few wisps of aroma slowly floated out of the light green teacup, refreshing.

Song ran rubbed the glass wall with her tender and white knuckles, and her face looked a little pale, "nothing."

The teapot gently knocked on the square table of the log and made a dull sound. Mu Ming coughed twice with cold cough. After thinking about it, he still opened his mouth: "you have changed a lot in recent years."

"Huh?" Song ran didn't seem to understand. She raised her tea cup and took a sip. She looked at her eyes and said, "what has changed?"

Mu Ming pursed his lips, smiled and said, "shangrui is not worth it."

"I know." Song ran put down her tea cup. She sat there with a straight waist. Even if she didn't say anything, she also had an aura of refusing people thousands of miles. So monk Rui has been married for many years. There are many men around her who covet her. Few dare to take the initiative to express their feelings.

Men who can be at the same peak as her should weigh a few points. If such a woman marries home, if she can't have a good end, will the final outcome be eaten by her, not to mention those little young people who have little Taoism, and they dare not take a look at it more.

She smiled lightly and stared at the floating petals at the bottom of the cup, "I now doubt that what you said is different. Is it my IQ. Whether he is worth it or not, he needs you to remind him. "

Her words made Mu Ming silent.

What Mu Ming knows is not worth it, but from Shang Rui's attitude and basic judgment of him, he knows nothing about what song Ran has really experienced now.

Of course, song ran deliberately concealed it because it was a joke.

After a while, her expression became serious, "if someone touches the bottom line, they should pay for it. I will personally push him into the abyss and let him see how mean and ridiculous he is. What he thinks is valuable will become tools... Tools in the face of pursuable interests. "

Song ran suddenly felt cold when he said this.

Her body trembled. At the same time, the hand holding the cup wall felt the faint heat transferred and ran in her body. During the whole process of cold and heat hedging, her body became virtual and shaking.

"Are you okay?" Mu Ming noticed something. Subconsciously, he got up and stretched out his hand to her forehead. "Hasn't the poison been cleaned yet?"

Song ran supported the table with both hands. After a while, her face turned pale. She slowly closed her glasses and struggled. Mu Ming's expression was stiff. He took off his suit coat and covered it on her shoulder. When he wanted to explore her forehead, he was blocked by her hand.

"Leave me alone."

Her voice trembled.

Mu Ming stopped the action in his hand and stared at the woman in front of her, but she was still holding on, biting her teeth coldly, until the bright red blood spread between her lips and teeth. She had not loosened at all.

Mu Ming's heart was loosened at this moment.

At this moment, he realized that the song ran he knew had never changed. People couldn't believe the energy and perseverance contained in her body.

As time went by, song Ran's face was completely pale when she calmed down. Her forehead spread to her neck and her whole body were penetrated by sweat.

The broken hair at the temples was close to her forehead and her lips were pale. She rarely lost her manners like this.

After calming her breathing for a while, she slowly stretched out her hand to pick up the tea cup, took a sip, took out the paper towel next to her, and spit out a mouthful of tea with blood stains.

"It's all right. I don't need drug control now. I can recover soon." When the bloody breath in her mouth was cleaned up, she opened her mouth faintly, as if she were saying a little thing that was not enough for Tao.

Mu Ming silently squeezed his fist, but he didn't know what to say.

"Is that him?" Finally, staring at the slowly recovering face, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and asked word by word.

If song ran didn't hear it, he just concentrated on drinking tea, turned his eyes to a small window next to him, stared at the fallen leaves on the street trees beside the window, and suddenly felt extremely desolate in his heart.

She suddenly thought of Lu Yao and gave birth to a few envious emotions out of thin air. "I heard she remarried to Shao Yunchen?"

Mu Ming didn't expect that she would suddenly turn the topic to this direction. She couldn't help taking back her eyes and waited for a while before saying, "I don't know. That's what Mr. Shang said."

Song ran didn't seem to doubt it. When she looked back, she suddenly smiled, "we haven't seen each other for some time. Maybe we can see each other."

She rarely smiles so clearly and cleanly without any impurities.

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Lu Yao is not in a good position in the company now. With Tang Yan as a precedent, those who originally disliked her began to defecte one after another. While flattering Gong Qi, they created obstacles to her work.

It happened that Lu Yao had endured all this. At most, she was criticized. She seemed angry but helpless. With white, those people were even more elated.

Before the end of the month, Xiao Zhang was transferred to the marketing department by Lu Yao. He didn't come here for two days. He was stunned when he saw such a scene in the office. He ran to Lu Yao several times a day. Each time, he was indignant. "Director, you didn't have such a temper before. Did you let them do this?"

Lu Yao leaned on the office chair with an idle look on her face. While touching her flat belly, she looked at the documents on the table. "Anyway, I can't do it long. I'll make trouble. Director Gong is holding it. What are we afraid of?"

Xiao Zhang helped his forehead and felt sad.

"Director, are you stupid?" When he said it, he felt that it was wrong. He hurriedly covered his mouth and couldn't help but continue to say, "even if you are really pregnant, you won't treat you badly when you come back from maternity leave, but if you leave such a mess, it's hard to say."

Lu Yao took her eyes away from the document, raised her eyes and saw Xiao Zhang scratching his ears and cheeks. She burst into laughter and hooked her fingers at him.

Xiao Zhang blinked twice, stepped closer and turned one ear to listen.

"You don't know who my husband is. What's wrong with being a full-time wife at home after maternity leave?" She bent her eyebrows and eyes, pushed the closed document aside, and her voice suddenly became cold. "Isn't this just what some people want?"

"Isn't it?" Little Zhang opened his mouth and regretted, "I came to the marketing department because of you, the director. If you leave, I..."

He turned his head. It's not difficult to imagine how difficult his situation would become after Lu Yao left as an employee promoted to this position by Lu Yao.

Lu Yao looked at him and was about to speak again. The door of the office was knocked "bang bang". She and Xiao Zhang raised their eyes and looked at him. Song Bo leaned against the door on crutches with a flustered expression.

"Director, deputy director lost his temper in the big office. Would you like to go and have a look?"

Lu Yao listened, slightly picked the tip of her eyebrows, and looked at Xiao Zhang who turned around again. She raised her chin, clapped her hands on the table and stood up. "Do you think flattery is so good?"

Then he led Xiao Zhang out of the office. When passing by song Bo, he looked panting and patted him on the shoulder, "slow down, don't fall again, I have to pay for my medical expenses."

Xiao Zhang followed Lu Yao all the way. He thought she was going to mediate. Unexpectedly, after a while, he found something wrong. Lu Yao turned around at the door of the women's bathroom and looked at him suspiciously, "what are you doing with me?"

"Aren't you going to see director Gong?" Xiao Zhang blushed and pointed aside.

"What am I going to do?" Lu Yao refused and washed her hands at the washing table. "Director Gong has her own management habits. I'm not going to make trouble."

Then he waved his wet hand to disperse the people, "just go and have a look. Tell me what's going on."