Don't Mess With Your Ex-Wife

Her dignity did not want to win his sympathy or gain anything through this incident. She was willing to keep that secret in her heart.

She turned and ran away. The room was next door to him, and how far could she run, while the room card was still in his hand. Su Jin leaned against the door and did not dare to turn back. She shivered desperately. The pictures she saw in the film began to twinkle in front of her eyes. She was helpless and had no relatives. If she angered him, he killed her unconsciously in Paris. Who knows A little shadow?

She waited for a long time. When the lights were dim in the corridor, the door lock was clicking. Then the door of the room opened. Su Jin looked up in surprise and saw his expressionless face. He handed her the room card and left.

"Go to bed early." There are only three words in the corridor, and his tall and hidden body disappears in front of Su Jin

Mu ran went to wash and gargle, and put on the soft Nightgown prepared by the hotel. Su Jin didn't know what was wrong with her. She curled up on the big white bed and fell down with a drop of tears. But at this time, the mobile phone rings, she closed her eyes and reached for the mobile phone

It's cold to my ear. "Hello, Dad..."

"How about it? Su Jin, what does Mr. Lu say? " Wen Xiansheng's voice contains the anxiety of expectation.

"Dad, just got off the plane, Mr. Lu is very tired, tomorrow..."

"Sujin, if you do this well, I will give your mother the title of Mrs. Wen, and you will not marry again. You will come back to Wen family. You are the daughter of Wen family, and you should not be left out..."

"My mother is dead. What else can I do if I die?" Su Jin's dumb low roar made her whole body start to shiver. She grabbed the bed sheet under her body with her fingers, grasped and let go. The air conditioner in the room was buzzing, but she was suddenly sweating.

Su Jin did not forget that when her mother died, she was still thinking about Wen Xiansheng and marrying him. Until she died, her dream did not come true.

Wen Xiansheng really caught her weakness.

"Mr. Wen, I promise to help you do this, but I don't want to go back to the Wens..." Su Jin's tears have dried up, and his family interests are in front of him. What can he do even if he is his own daughter?

Wen Xiansheng did not agree, and he kept talking in his ears. Su Jin was lazy and fell asleep on the bed.

Early morning in Paris, slowly.

The mist was thin around the city. Now Paris is not the fog of the last century, and the Thames has become clean and clear. Su Jin heard the sound of birds singing in her ears. She opened her eyes, but suddenly saw a man standing in front of the window

Su Jin froze in fright. It took him a long time to react. He grabbed the thing at his hand and smashed it. He screamed loudly

"Plain brocade, plain brocade, it's me It's me Lu Zekai evaded the objects she threw carelessly, accurately grasped her two small hands and fixed her in his arms: "it's me, don't be afraid, it's not a bad person..."

Su Jin's body was still shaking desperately. Her nightgown slipped from her shoulder and her waist belt was loosened. Most of her body was leaning against his arms. Her breathing was rough and uneven, and her mouth was salty and astringent.

"It's OK, it's ok I scared you... " He touched her hair, gently coax, heard her whimper, gradually cry out, only a little relieved, generally said: "how dare so timid..."

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