Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Mr. Fu, the proposal meeting of 'Qingqing is like dancing' in Korea has been well prepared!" Uncle Fang said with a rigorous face in the president's office.

"Hmm!" the man behind the desk slowly stopped his hand holding the pen, and the pupil slightly covered by broken hair was dark, introverted and fierce.

"Let's go!" he answered softly. His voice was low and cold, which was the kind of indifference without a trace of anger.

Looking at his proud back, uncle Fang sighed faintly, and his eyes showed some sadness. Since the death of the girl Xiyan three years ago, President Fu has never seen any smile on his face. He has become cold and indifferent, his breath is more introverted, but his edge is more than before, and his actions are more vigorous, decisive and cruel!

In recent years, with the passage of time, it seems that nothing can attract his attention. He is indifferent to anything. Except staying in the ice room with a person who can no longer live, he is just immersed in work, work and work!

It seems that he wants to spread it all over every corner of the world. Only at the moment when it succeeds in entering other countries, his eyes will be a little angry, but only a little!

……

The meeting ended in an orderly manner. Fu Junhao looked coldly out of the building. "What's the arrangement for tonight?"

Uncle Fang's eyes flashed and hesitated, "Mr. Fu, the settlement case has been settled and the process is smooth. You... Have a rest tonight!"

"No!" Fu Junhao refused without thinking.

Uncle Fang's tone stagnated, and his voice became a little sad. "Young master, you can have a rest. If you go on like this, your body will be unbearable. If your wife knows you don't cherish yourself so much, she... She will be worried and uncomfortable!"

Fu Junhao was stunned. Some holes appeared in his dark eyes. Then he could not suppress the pain. He whispered, "she won't, she will only hate me more!"

Uncle Fang was sad. "No, how could she hate you? She likes you so much that she won't hate you!"

Fu Junhao stubbornly shook his head with unspeakable compassion in his tone. "What you don't understand, she hates me! She hates me even at the last second, otherwise she wouldn't say anything to cremate her body!"

Uncle Fang was unable to refute, so he had to drop his hand and stand aside quietly.

Fu Junhao closed his eyes, pressed down the suffocation pain at the bottom of his heart, and said in a deep voice, "say, the arrangement for tonight!"

Uncle Fang murmured his lips and finally opened his mouth. "At the auction chamber of commerce at seven o'clock tonight, Shengshi group will take the jewelry design works of this session as the highlight and host the auction!"

"Prosperous age?" Fu Junhao asked in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Uncle Fang's eyes sank, and then nodded. Shengshi group mainly focuses on clothing and jewelry. It has been stationed in the urban market in Beijing for two years. It has developed very fast and competed with Fu from time to time, but it can't stand down. There must be a large consortium behind it, and the strength of this large consortium is at least equal to Fu's.

"How much time is there before the auction?" Fu Junhao frowned.

Uncle Fang's eyes flashed slightly and looked at his watch, "about an hour and a half!"

Fu Junhao nodded and looked at the sky. His eyes were a little erratic. "Go and prepare first. I'll go to the hospital to see the old man!"

Uncle Fang nodded, handed him the car key and looked at the shadow of the car. His eyes were sour. He said that the girl's death not only made the young master too sad and vomited blood, but also the old man fainted on the spot. Later, his body became worse and worse. Now he can only cultivate himself in the hospital.

At the same time, Mrs. Mo disappeared and Du Ruo was imprisoned. Somehow, the young lady and the young master gradually alienated and became silent. Dr. he was no longer interested in medicine, but focused on politics!

The departure of one person affects the changes of so many people. Uncle Fang is heartbroken and helpless at the same time!

……

At the airport, the high-heeled shoes made a clear "dada" sound on the ground, which pulled back the people waiting for the plane, looking for prestige, and the fatigue dissipated a lot in an instant.

I saw a slender and tall shadow coming slowly, big sunglasses almost covered two-thirds of her face, revealing a curvaceous and exquisite chin, cherry colored lips glowing with a faint luster under the light, dyed chestnut curls, enchanting and soft hair falling behind her, and an invisible charm smell in front of her body and shoulders.

The latest BCBG professional dress better reflects her smooth body curve. The low-key and exquisite hand ornaments on the wrist are suffused with white metallic luster. The elegant, fashionable and inviolable queen temperament is natural!

Her tall neck is slender and white. She is energetic. She doesn't look like a person who has been on a plane for more than ten hours.

“Demon!”

A capable voice came from behind. Her steps stopped a little. As soon as she turned around, a capable woman in professional clothes greeted her. When she saw her, a sincere smile appeared on her unsmiling face!

"City!" Yang Qi at the corner of her lips, reached out and took off her sunglasses, and her delicate Danfeng eyes showed a joking smile, "how can you please sister city to pick it up yourself today? It's a great honor?"

"So you have a big face!" city sneered, suddenly stretched out his hands and smiled, "welcome back, demon!"

She was stunned, reached out and hugged City tightly, whispering, "thank you!"

City shook his head and patted her on the shoulder. "Let's go. He's waiting for you in the company!"

"OK!" let go of city. She looked at the familiar and strange honesty outside the airport glass and coldly reminded her lips. In three years, I came back. Are you ready?!

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The night sky is getting dark. The city of Kyoto is full of lights, wine and green. The auction chamber is full of fragrant clothes and guests!

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Fu!" the organizer of the auction greeted the visitors with a reserved smile,

Fu Junhao looked at him, nodded, and sat down on the front seat. Uncle Fang sat down seriously.

The sponsor had no dissatisfaction with his indifference. He had heard about the death of Mrs. Fu three years ago. In recent years, people who had contacted Fu Junhao had long been used to the changes.

Although he became cold, deep and cruel, he was very principled and aboveboard. He never took the initiative to find trouble with others, so people in the circle generally won't have too much dissatisfaction.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, you're late!" as soon as Fu Junhao sat down, there was a faint laugh of evil spirits, with a hint of ridicule.

Fu Junhao glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

CHEN Ye's eyes were slightly sluggish, and his tone was suddenly cold. "If you knew so, why did you have to go to prison? She can't come back, but the woman is still living in prison!"

Fu Junhao's indifferent expression finally chapped, and his dark eyes fell on him instantly, as sharp as a knife.

Looking at his deep and cold appearance, CHEN Ye's pupil shrinks slightly and sniffs coldly, "what? Is Ben Shao wrong?"

"Chen Shao!" Uncle Fang, who couldn't hear it, said in a deep voice, "your wife has gone. Please don't talk about her anymore and don't sprinkle salt on President Fu's heart!"

A dark light flashed in CHEN Ye's eyes. Although he and Fu Junhao were rivals, uncle Fang treated uncle Fang very well when he was a child in view of the many years of friendship between Fu Chen and his two masters, so he still respected uncle Fang!

After a moment of silence, his tone was better, but he still couldn't hide his anger. "If it's really good for her, we should let her settle down, rather than freeze her to meet his self deception! She wants to be free, this is her wish!"

"You..." Uncle Fang's face changed, but he was stopped by a cold voice.

"Uncle Fang!" Fu Junhao stares at CHEN Ye coldly. His eyes are dark and his blood color is sad. "CHEN Ye, what should she do? It has nothing to do with you. Don't forget that she is my wife!"

As soon as CHEN Ye gets angry in his eyes, he will roar back. The voice of the host on the stage rings out in time!

"Thank you for coming to this auction in your busy schedule. The auction is officially beginning!"

With the loud voice of the host falling, the bright central light in the room was replaced by the lights on the surrounding walls. A round aperture was opened on the stage to illuminate the place two meters away from the center of the stage!

Following the flower table covered with transparent glass, it rose slowly from under the stage. What came into view was the glittering silver and white luster. A set of necklace, bracelet and Earrings came into view. The chain was made of 2156 grams of platinum. The chain was dotted with small poppy flowers, and hundreds of dark blue gemstones were embedded in the poppy flowers as flower centers, Around the poppy is the design of plum branches and leaves.

The whole set of jewelry is full of melancholy and gorgeous temperament in enchanting charm, like a sexy and noble prince playing the piano silently in the dark night, but silence can not be ignored!

Almost at the same moment when the flower stage was completely raised to the stage, the mellow voice of the host sounded again, "this is the winner of the international jewelry competition - Night Elves!"

As soon as his voice fell, the faces of the people below burst into endless longing.

Fu Junhao stared at the "night elves" on the stage. His dark eyes were full of shock and disbelief. His heart had been silent for thousands of years. It was

"Jun Hao, I must design a set of jewelry in the future, integrating three elements: poppy, sapphire and plum branch!"

"Why do you want to design like this?"

"Because... Its temperament is like you, elegant and noble, but charming!"

Feeling his abnormality, CHEN Ye's narrow eyes flashed a trace of surprise. Since the event three years ago, this person has basically no mood fluctuation of normal people. Is there any mystery in this set of jewelry?

(PS: Note 1: Demon - goblin; nightelves - night goblin!

Roar, it's hard to write the transition chapter. Cavenka is dead. Finally, cavenka comes over!)