Ex-wife Won't Remarry

With the stop of he Ziling's steps, Mu Xiyan's heart seemed to lag. He forced down the violent dizziness in front of him, got up and walked to a distance of one meter behind him. The calm light in the fundus of his eyes fluctuated for a few minutes, but his voice was particularly light and calm.

"Are you going to keep your back to me?"

He Ziling's heartstrings trembled. A moment later, he slowly turned around. Their eyes were inevitably opposite. One was quiet and weak, the other was light and dark, but inexplicably filled with stagnant pain. The air without words for a long time seemed to stop circulating.

Mu Xiyan stared at him stubbornly, but he couldn't see a little anger. At a glance, his ink like pupil was cool except silence

Mingming is a gentle and jade like childe, but now he has become a quiet man who seems to have lost his soul. Muxiyan's eyes are involuntarily red and painful,

The dark and bright pupils were covered with layers of water light, but there were no tears.

He Ziling looked at her trying to hold back her tears. Her eyes finally fluctuated slightly behind the lens. The more burning pain in her heart surged directly up, and the familiar fishy sweetness came from her throat.

Under the strong pressure of the bloody smell, he finally took steps, leaned against her step by step, subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress the corners of her eyes, but his bony hand suddenly stagnated in the air, and fell powerlessly after half a second.

Then he smiled. After she left that afternoon, he returned to the familiar smile of Muxi for the first time, gentle, elegant and meaningful

He said, "now, I have no right to touch you again!"

Muxi said that his heart shook violently, his eyes were red, and his tears fell involuntarily, like a lump in his throat, "senior brother..."

He Ziling's fingertips moved, and the smile at the corners of her mouth became more and more ethereal. The pain flashed through her eyes. She felt pity and met with a trace of satisfaction. Finally, she was covered with a slight coolness. It was dark and deep. It could make you shed tears for me. Although I heartache your tears, it's enough

Muxiyan looked at his suddenly changed eyes, his heart was shocked, his heart suddenly trembled violently, and his growing uneasiness seemed to hold her heart tightly with his big hand

Sure enough

"I will go into politics, marry Xiaoyan, and take good care of her!" he Ziling stared at her intently, as if to carve her appearance into her soul. The words were clear and clear word by word.

He was very calm. It seemed that the words didn't come out of his mouth. Muxi Yan looked up and stared at him. Tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes. I don't know how long it took for her to find her voice.

"You - really decided, without any regret?"

He Ziling's face was almost transparent in the light, but it was still very calm, "yes, this is my own decision!"

Then he lifted his lips and smiled gently, and the eyes falling on her were gentle and quiet, "Xiao Yan, you're right. I'm too stubborn. I should bear these responsibilities, whether it's to put down you or what family. I always want to get married and have children, and Xiao Yan may be the most suitable person. I'll take good care of her. Don't worry, we'll live well, so you should also be good, okay?"

Muxi Yan looked at him in a daze and nodded in a daze. He Ziling smiled at her reassuringly, reached out and hugged her, and then turned away cleanly. However, at the moment of turning around, no one saw the despair and grief at the bottom of his eyes.

Until his figure disappeared at the door, muxiyan gradually regained his consciousness. He suddenly retreated and sat powerlessly in the chair. Why? Why? It was his own decision. He could figure out that she should be happy, but why did she decide that he was not happy and why she was so upset? What was wrong

Fu Junhao went out of He Zheng's study door. As soon as he came down the stairs, he saw a man with tears on his face, sad and confused. He grabbed his heart and strode to her side, holding the man tightly in his arms without opening his mouth.

The familiar breath revived Muxi Yan. She suddenly grabbed his collar and flustered, "Jun... Jun Hao... Did Xiao Yan wake up?"

Fu Junhao's deep fundus was painful and complex. After a moment, he nodded, "Hmm!"

Mu Xi Yan's eyes trembled, and his strength tightened a little, "take... Take me to see her!"

Fu Junhao took a deep look at her, held her up and walked towards Fu Ziyan's bedroom, "OK!"

……

In the bedroom, Nasha was chatting with Fu Ziyan, who had just woke up, but she was interrupted by bursts of knocking at the door. Then she smiled at Fu Ziyan and said, "it may be your sister-in-law. I'll open the door!"

Fu Ziyan's smile faded and nodded.

Nasha got up and opened the door. Seeing Mu Xiyan leaning on Fu Junhao, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was ugly. She subconsciously glanced at Fu Junhao, who looked heavy, and said with worry, "little beauty, are you..."

Muxi Yan shook his head, looked at the room and smiled, "I'm fine. I want to talk to Xiao Yan alone, OK?"

Nasha opened her lips, looked at Fu Junhao, who had no objection, turned and looked at Fu Ziyan nodding at her on the bed. A trace of helplessness flashed in her beautiful eyes, looked at Muxi and said with a smile, "well, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

"Thank you!" muxiyan smiled gratefully at her, then looked at Fu Junhao, pursed his lips, as if considering his words.

Fu Junhao's eyes moved slightly, pinched her hand, hooked his lips and whispered, "go, I'll go back to the company. Nasha will accompany you back. Tell me if you have something, huh?"

Mu Xi was stunned. After a moment, he smiled, "good!"

Fu Junhao smiled deeply at the corners of his mouth, let go of her, glanced at Fu Ziyan in the room with deep eyes, and turned to leave. Seeing this, Nasha also nodded at her, "I'm right below. Call me if you have something!" and followed up.

Muxi Yan glanced at the two people who left, calmed down, entered the room, closed the door, went to the bed and sat down.

"Xiao Yan, are you better?"

Looking at her clear but kind smile, Fu Ziyan flushed with embarrassment and nodded, "Hmm!"

Mu Xiyan nodded, then looked at her seriously, frowned slightly and organized the language, "Xiao Yan, you..."

When Fu Ziyan saw her like this, she looked right and smiled gently. "Sister-in-law, I don't regret it. No matter what brother Ziling promised to marry me for, in my heart, he is the one I like. I will take good care of him, try to make him happy and try to make him forget - you, even if - I know it may take a lifetime, but I don't regret it!"

Mu Xiyan's body was shocked. She was firm and hid her sad eyes. Her heart hurt slightly, and her dumb voice whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"Oh, no..." Fu Ziyan grabbed her hand and smiled beautifully. "Sister-in-law, you are right. On the contrary, I would also like to thank you for giving me the opportunity to take care of him..."

"Although..." her eyes dimmed and her smile was a little bitter. "It didn't start well, but at least... We can finally be together!"

Muxi Yan felt uncomfortable in his heart, forced back the tears in his eyes and looked at her deeply, "in fact, you are very similar to me, but the object of our love is different!"

Fu Ziyan was stunned and was about to speak, but she interrupted, "the first time I met Ziling was a few days after I just entered the University..."

Muxiyan held her hand with her backhand. Her clear eyes gradually recalled her in a trance, and some smiles floated on the corners of her mouth, "At that time, my father just died. I was helpless. I took care of my father's affairs and raised tuition fees. Then I met him on the way back to school. He was being robbed. I wanted to help him, but I didn't expect to be helped by him. Although it was very interesting, we were all cold-blooded people. We met by chance and left without asking each other's name!"

Fu Ziyan's eyes trembled and asked softly, "then?"

Muxi looked at her with a smile and continued, "maybe it's fate. Meiniu's father is the mentor of the famous fashion design department of T University. Because of my relationship with meiniu, uncle Mei and Aunt Mei are also very good to me, so I became his student!"

"Professor Mei?" Fu Ziyan was surprised and suddenly interrupted her. "Do you mean Professor Mei Su, who has won the International Gold Award for fashion design for five consecutive years and the leader of China's fashion industry?"

Mu Xiyan was startled by her suddenly raised voice and nodded helplessly, "yes!"

Fu Ziyan stared fiercely, "he... Is He Mei's father?"

Looking at her look like a ghost, Mu Xiyan shook his head funny, "yes, why, don't you know?"

Fu Ziyan shook her head foolishly and then lowered her head, "I don't know. Who can think that crazy girl is Professor Mei's daughter, sister-in-law or his student? I haven't heard you mention it!"

Mu Xi said that the smile from the corners of her lips gradually dispersed, and a trace of sadness flashed in her dark and light eyes. Fu Ziyan saw her inexplicable sadness. Her smile was stiff, and she hurriedly shifted the topic, "then? How did you know brother Ziling?"

"Hmm?" Muxi Yan frowned at her. A few seconds later, he spoke faintly, but with respect in a calm tone. "The world knows the teacher's design talent, but they don't know that he also loves gambling stones and has high attainments. He Ziling is also his student, but he learned from the old teacher how to identify jade! So..."

Fu Ziyan's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, took her words and said, "so, are you the same martial brother and sister?"

Mu Xiyan looked at her and nodded after a moment.

Fu Ziyan was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "it turns out that you have such a deep fate!"

"Then later, why did Ziling go away to the United States, sister-in-law, you..."

Mu Xiyan took a deep look at her, closed his eyes and collected his mind. When he opened his eyes again, he was already calm and indifferent.