Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

He didn't rush back, and she retreated, hoping that he would only rush back at the time they agreed.

The results of it?

It was another time for self-humiliation.

Liangluo's sprained foot, it is impossible for him to fly back before Liangluo's foot injury is healed.

In fact, she had an answer in her heart two days ago.

The reason why I waited for two days is that I don't want to regret it too much, and I want to give myself a reason to let go.

Although there are too many reasons,

Liang Qihan was right. Pei Anzhi and Liangluo had been in the relationship for nearly two decades. Pei Anzhi's favor was caught in the cold, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Pei Anzhi told her.

Cool fall is just cool fall.

But Liang Luo was the little green plum he couldn't give up.

The childhood sweetheart is the most vague, difficult to distinguish, and distinguishing feeling in the world.

Because they both occupy a very important position in their hearts.

Can't tell whether the affection for each other is family or love.

She thought that Pei Anzhi should be confused, or unaware, or he is a kind of invisible rebellion.

He has always been a maverick.

He always thought about things that everyone around took for granted.

Just like him and Liang Luo!

Everyone felt that he and Ryoluo would be able to be together for granted. He felt that it was not like that, and he had to prove to others that it was really not like that.

Then, in the end, he still did not escape from the mist.

He can’t sit back and watch Liangluo, turn a blind eye,

And she is not a big woman, she also has an unimaginable possessiveness towards Pei Anzhi, she can’t see that he is good to other women, especially his little Qingmei,

It's still a little Qingmei who stares at him.

Only then did she discover that Pei Anzhi, a ruthless man, was actually entangled with emotions that were constantly arguing.

And she can't blame others, everything is her own responsibility.

Leaning on the head of the bed, he was in a daze with no expression until the wee hours.

Ye Susu finally slipped into the quilt and rested.

After all, her face cannot be too bad, others can watch her jokes, but she can't be more embarrassed.

Tomorrow, I will face a press conference with my best attitude.

Pei Anzhi, I gave us two too many opportunities.

The next day, Ye Susu woke up, washed, dressed, and had breakfast.

Finally, I sat on the sofa and looked at the documents on the coffee table since yesterday. It took another half an hour to sit.

She didn't return to her senses until the phone in her bag rang.

"Hey."

"Mr. Ye, the reporters have already arrived."

"I see."

Ye Susu hung up the phone, threw the phone back into his bag, and finally picked up the signature pen on the table, and marked his name on the still white spot.

Beautiful handwriting, beautiful hairpin.

With her lips pressed tightly, she put the documents into the file bag, held them in her hand, got up and walked out of the villa door.

Cheng Minghui was already waiting at the door, Ye Susu approached, nodded, and got into the car.

Cheng Minghui's eyes fell on the file bag in Ye Susu's hand, and his brows frowned slightly.

He remembered that when the young lady came back two days ago, she didn’t bring any documents.

How come you brought the documents out of thin air.

But even if he had doubts in his mind, these were not things that Cheng Minghui should be concerned about.

The car heard the Pei's seven-star hotel directly.

In the huge lobby of the hotel, all the reporters are ready to take their place.