Boss Husband, Control Yourself

Just as the thin lips of the man were about to fall on the cherry lips, Bao Muran suddenly pushed him hard and screamed.

Jason just woke up, released the shackles on her, handsome white face with a dark red: "what's the matter?"

Bao Muran raised his finger and pointed to the boiling and steaming iron pot: "the noodles under... Seem to be ripe..."

"Bad..." Jason responded, quickly turned around, stepped forward, lifted the lid, a heat wave hit, smoked, he almost lost the lid.

"Jason, pay attention, hot..."

Fortunately, Jason has a strong adaptability. He takes a step back with the lid of the pot and quickly turns off the stove.

"Fortunately..." after that, he patted his chest and said, "well, girl, go to the living room and wait, and the meal will be served to you."

"Well, all right." This time, Bao Mo ran did not dare to stay, so she quickly backed out.

She doesn't want anything to happen to her.

In the living room, Bao Mo Ran is like a greedy child, and he eats noodles. What kind of Lady image is there?

Jason sat opposite her, smiling contentedly.

At the moment, he really envies the noodles he cooked, which she ate all at once.

After so many years, he still didn't take her down and turn her into his own woman.

If he is the thin noodles, or the fragrant egg cake, let her take the initiative to eat themselves, how good.

But soon, the man patted his forehead in chagrin.

Jason, what are you thinking? It's useless for you. It's been seven years. You haven't let yourself into her heart and drive away the man who lives in her heart. How can you think about it?

Come on, Jason.

You have to be good enough to let her approach you and accept you.

After dinner, Bao Muran expressed to Jason that he wanted to go to work in the company. Jason nodded with a smile. However, he also stressed that she had to rest for a few more days and wait until she fully recovered before she could go to work.

Bao Muran knows that she can't bargain with Jason about her health, so she can only accept his advice.

Later, she expressed her worry again, and was very worried about the rumors she saw before the meal about their relationship with Xue Muxuan.

Jason no longer spoke. He sat on the opposite side of the tea table, rubbing the white porcelain cup in his palm with his hands, and coagulated her for a long time. His words contained deep loneliness: "ran, you still love him, don't you?"

Love him?

"No..." a little flustered flashed in the beautiful eyes. Bao Mo ran suddenly raised his face and looked at him, "I never loved him, just hated him. Jason, do you understand? I only hate him. I hate him and myself. Why didn't I take revenge on my father this time? Jason, don't worry. I won't give up. I'll go back in the future. Then, I won't be so stupid as this time. I must plan well. I must let him pay for his blood. " At the end of the day, her little face turned white with excitement, a look of indignation.

Jason looked at her, but in his heart he sighed: ran, where can I get hate without love? You can't even see your heart right now? But this is good, otherwise, I do not have a chance?

Jason thought, Jun face squeeze out a smile, across the coffee table, he held her a white hand: "dye, I want to tell you something."

Bao Mo ran gradually calmed down, winked at him and motioned him to go on.

"It's a bad thing. Before you left, I asked my friend to help me submit the divorce agreement to the local civil affairs bureau. When my friend went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, they said that there was no one present on both sides of the party, so the marriage could not be divorced. So, ran, so far, you and Xue Muxuan are still husband and wife, and your marriage has not divorced. "

"What about that?" Bao Mo ran was anxious. He grabbed his big hand and asked eagerly.

"I can only call my friend again and ask him to urge Xue Muxuan. If Xue Muxuan is willing to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and submit the divorce agreement, maybe he will get divorced."

"Well, call your friend quickly and ask him to urge the man. Since he has signed, he will not go back." At the thought that they were still husband and wife, Bao Mo Ran's whole body became hairy.

Seven years ago, she looked forward to being his girlfriend. Seven years later, she hated being his wife and disgusted to be with him.

She, ye baomo ran, could not be with her father's murderer in any case. What's more, he even raped her in marriage through drunkenness

Sipping her lips, her eyes showed firmness: "Jason, I must divorce him. I don't want to delay for a day."“ Don't worry, it's all mine. " Clap her hand, blue eyes, overflow is doting.

Jason stayed late this time.

Later, Bao Muran talked to him about Mu siyao, Mu Sijie and even Huo Yifeng

Jason listened with a smile, chipping in a word or two from time to time.

Time soon ran out, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening when Jason got up and left. Of course, for the bustling San Francisco, the real nightlife has just begun. Because they just talked about Mu siyao, Bao Muran made a phone call to Mu siyao after Jason left. During the call, mu siyao complained about her leaving without saying goodbye. At the same time, she was deeply worried about her. She was kind to Mu siyao. Later, she called Huo Yifeng and Mu Sijie respectively. On the phone, Huo Yifeng advised her not to think, as long as her body well. Mu Sijie is still on a business trip in France. When he finds out that she and Xue Muxuan are going to divorce, he is furious. But he tried to hold back his anger and let Bao Mo ran be more open-minded. He would help her out when he returned home. Bao Mo ran pulled out a wry smile from the corner of her lips. She said, "brother mu, don't worry about it any more. I'm determined to divorce him. No one can change it." But mu Sijie said: "Xiao Luo, I don't want to care about your divorce with him. I just want to teach him why I don't cherish you and why I want to let you go." Think about a period of time ago, the man promised and promised, begged and begged, he just gave Xiaoluo to him to guard, did not expect, less than a month's time, he even took the initiative to let Xiaoluo, even let a foreign man take Xiaoluo, this is his musejie can't stand“ Well, brother mu, Xiao Luo doesn't want you to fight with that man because of me. Divorce, is a small Luo initiative, and wholeheartedly want to do. My fate with him has already come to an end. Next, I will have a good rest for a period of time and then make plans. " At the end of the conversation with Mu Sijie, Bao Muran looks at the residential area in the night through the bedroom window of the apartment building, which inevitably adds a lot of loneliness and sadness to his heart. The tall buildings and the neat windows in the rows shot out light beams, like sharp arrows, into her heart, as if they could pierce her heart and bleed. Pain is the only feeling. A window, a bunch of lights, represents a warm home. Home? Where does she have a home? She is like a miserable goose, licking the wounded and bleeding wound in a foreign country. Once upon a time, she also had a warm home. Although there was no such person as mother in the family, only her father, she still felt warm and contented.