Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Dihao Hotel, the largest financial group in Kyoto and the birthday party of Princess Fu of the group, has long been full of guests in suits, clothes and beautiful clothes. All those who enter the party are either rich or expensive.

Mu Xiyan took a deep breath, outlined a decent and polite smile at the corners of his mouth, walked across the ground covered with precious cashmere red carpet without squinting, and let the eyes of ridicule or sympathy hit him.

From the second she decided to sign the agreement, she had been prepared for these embarrassment, ridicule and public opinion pressure!

"Sister-in-law, here!" Fu Ziyan, the birthday star tonight, shouted excitedly when she came.

She was dressed in a white strapless dress and a platinum diamond crown. Her soft curly hair fell on her chest. She was playful and cute, with a bit of spirit and cunning, so smart and tight.

"Xiao Yan!" Mu Xi said, his cold eyes flashed a little warmth, glanced around her, asked softly, "where are grandpa and mom?"

"Oh, I said I have something to deal with. I'll come together later!" Fu Ziyan waved her hand carelessly, came forward and hugged her arm, Hei hei said with a smile, "sister-in-law, this is my 20-year-old birthday party. If you prepare a gift with less weight, I won't abide by it!"

"I know, I can't treat anyone badly. I can't treat you badly!" Mu Xiyan glanced at her funny. As soon as his voice fell, he was attracted by the commotion from the door.

Lifting her eyes, she only felt that her body was shocked, and her pores could not help trembling gently, but the light in her eyes was more and more light and cold.

In the loud shutter sound of the camera, under countless flash lights, what comes into view is the extraordinary figure with a great edge, introverted but noble. He smiled faintly, with a bit of mysterious bewitchment between his eyebrows and eyes. From time to time, he bowed his head and whispered with the beautiful girl hanging on his arm, smiling lazily, intimately and safely!

The girl is wearing a bright red off shoulder and hip short dress, sexy * * *, glancing at her from time to time with the corners of her eyes, provocative and cynical!

"Sister-in-law!" Fu Ziyan bit her lip and looked anxiously at Mu Xi.

Muxi looked at the scene without expression. In the mocking and surprised eyes of the guests and reporters, he firmly approached the two people standing together at the door step by step.

The scene was instantly quiet, and everyone held their breath and looked at her incredulously.

Fu Junhao picked his eyebrows and looked at the approaching man step by step. The corner of his mouth smiled deeply, and there was a light of playfulness and disdain in his dark eyes.

Ling ruoya, who hung on his arm, stared sharply at the approaching woman with disdain and pride in her eyes.

Standing slowly in front of them, Muxi glanced sideways at Ling ruoya, and couldn't stop sneering at the corners of her mouth. Is this woman really the best, proud? It turns out that in this age, junior can be so arrogant!

Ignoring the hot and strange eyes around him, Muxi said to Fu Junhao's unfathomable black eyes. Their eyes were intertwined in the air and wound into a chaotic thread group, and no one gave in.

Fu Junhao's smile at the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, but his eyes were gradually sharp, and a bit of disgust seeped out. It was a pity that he was the man of the old man's phase!

For a time, the scene was quiet. It seemed that even the sound of the needle falling on the ground could be heard. The too stiff atmosphere made everyone feel that the palms of their hands were gradually sweating.

"Mr. Fu, a year ago, you left your new wife and went to the United States alone. Is it because of Miss Ling? This time, you openly took her to your sister's birthday party to imply that you want to divorce your current wife, Miss Mu Xiyan?"

Suddenly, a trembling voice with a little excitement suddenly sounded. The people suddenly took a breath of cold air and looked at the man holding the microphone in front of Fu Junhao.

Ling ruoya stared at him with an iron blue face and gnashing her teeth!

Fu Junhao hooked his lips and glanced at him carelessly. The strong breath came face to face, which made the man's heart tremble.

Then he moved his eyes to Mu Xiyan and saw that she was still cold. He just stared at him without saying a word, and his eyes gradually darkened.

The crowd stared at several people and looked at Muxi's eyes, either disdainful or sympathetic or excited or pitiful, complex and strange!

"Ha ha..." Fu Junhao took back his eyes, glanced at the trembling man, swept away Ling ruoya's hand, directly swept over Mu Xiyan's waist and said with a friendly smile, "how do you think I should answer? Hmm? My wife?"

Mu Xi Yan's eyes flashed cold, swept the people one by one, finally glanced at the man and said with a faint smile, "which newspaper reporter are you?"

The man suddenly raised his head, flashed panic in his eyes, and responded intermittently, "Beijing... Jinghua newspaper..."

"Jinghua..." Muxi murmured, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "In the future, you don't have to be so troublesome to know what's going on between me and President Fu's husband and wife. Just ask us directly. Our husband and wife still have a good relationship! My husband and miss Ling must have met occasionally on the road! Right? Husband!"

Fu Junhao took her arm and gradually closed her strength. His eyes were dark. A few seconds later, he smiled. His low magnetic voice implied a little cold, "good..."

Mu Xi smiled and looked at the man, "I don't know if you are satisfied with this answer?"

The man secretly pinched his sweat and hurriedly replied, "yes, President Fu and his wife are deeply in love, which is difficult for others to reach!"

Seeing this, Fu Junhao flashed a streamer in his eyes, swept over Ling ruoya, who was a little dull, strangely hooked his lips, and then took her forward.

An invisible storm subsided. People were disappointed, but they were more thankful. After all, not all plays are so good-looking, especially the Fu family's play!

Muxi Yan smiled coldly. When passing by Ling ruoya, his steps stopped for a few seconds. Only two people could hear the cold voice.

"Miss Ling, even if she is a golden girl, it's useless to have a bad name and a bad word!"

Ling ruoya pinched the palm of her hand. Her sharp eyes were like poisoned arrows. She spoke directly to Mu Xi. When she saw the hand holding her waist, her slightly drooping face was ferocious for a moment.

Muxiyan, I won't let you have such a good time!