Ex-wife Won't Remarry

That night, after they got off Honolulu, they tacitly didn't ask to take a bus again.

Fu Junhao was just quietly with her. They walked slowly. The street lamps intertwined their shadows on the ground for a very long time, with an inexplicable sense of sadness.

The distance of two kilometers from the apartment is not very long but not short, but it can be extended indefinitely in the cold winter.

But no matter how long the journey was, there was still the end. Muxiyan looked up at the tall building in the dark and couldn't say it.

"I'll send you here. Go in!" he opened his head gently in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

Muxi Yan's eyes trembled slightly. The inexplicable sadness in her heart made her dare not look at him. She just nodded gently and walked towards the elevator.

"Take care...!" the low hoarse voice slowly fell behind her, and the repressive calm inside made her heart instinctively tight.

After taking a deep breath, she calmed down, turned around and stared at him seriously, gently bent the corner of her mouth, "Fu Junhao, take care!"

Fu Jun felt a pain in his heart. A few seconds later, he slowly burst into a smile, like thousands of snow lotus blossoming on the snow mountain. Quietly, there was a sense of amazement at the end.

"Good!"

Mu Xiyan took a deep look at him, clenched his hands on his side, and slowly turned around and entered the elevator.

Fu Junhao, since we can't love and hate each other, from now on, let's forget each other in the Jianghu and settle down at the end of the world

However, she never found the blood slowly seeping from the mouth of the man behind her after she turned around, so that in the end, they had to come to a dead end.

……

The next day, Kyoto airport.

"Go there and take good care of yourself?" Mo Shaochen gently looked at Mu Xiyan and asked Moyang around her, "Xiaoyang, call me back when you arrive in Japan. Don't patronize and play. Take good care of your sister!"

"Oh, I see. You said that last night and this morning. Brother, you're almost a housekeeper!" Moyang tilted his mouth and complained to him.

Mo Shaochen reluctantly hooked his lips and hissed, "it's not that you are always like a child who hasn't grown up, every minute and every inch. Otherwise, can I worry so much about my brother?"

"Brother, did you arrange your own sister like this!" Moyang blushed shyly and looked at muxiyan and Mei Peng.

Mo Shaochen gave her a spoiled look, but when he looked at Muxi, a hesitating dark awn flashed at the bottom of his eyes. When the words came to his mouth, they were just a few words, "demon, take care and relax. Then everything will be all right!"

"OK!" Muxi smiled and nodded without much thought.

"Well, go in!" Mo Shaochen was silent for a few seconds and looked at him with a smile.

Muxi Yan nodded, and Moyang waved reluctantly, "goodbye, brother!"

"Good bye!" Mei Peng waved, and several people entered the waiting room one after another.

When the figures of several people disappeared in the door, the smile on Mo Shaochen's mouth gradually dispersed, and his eyes struggled but helpless. Demon, will you blame me for doing so in the future?

Don't worry. Have a good rest. When I deal with all this, I'll... Pick you up.

……

"Wow, girl, handsome Mo is really nice. I support you to put him down! Ha ha!" Mei Peng glanced behind her, pulled Muxi's words and winked.

Bathed Xi Yan, the corners of his mouth smoked, "girl, you already have square strength. It's time to change your dead nature of floating when you see a handsome man!"

"Hum, if you don't say it's OK, I'll be angry as soon as you say it!" Mei Peng immediately muttered with his hips on his hips. "That dead man didn't come to see me off for a month. His kiss wife is leaving for a month. Won't he give up?"

When the voice was not bitter, he could not make complaints about the sound of the Tucao. He said, "sister Mei, look at the general's view so tightly that people would like to see you go early and do more of your own freedom."

"Dead child!" Mei Peng's face was stiff and she was going to hit her fiercely. Moyang was surprised and hurried to hide behind muxiyan.

"Well, well, the plane is taking off. Stop it!"

"You wait for me!" Mei Peng bared her teeth and roared. Meyangs made a face at her without fear, and her face turned black.

Muxiyan looked at the two childish people. The depressed mood dissipated a lot in an instant and involuntarily bent the corners of his mouth.

Japan... May be a good choice

*********

The sky was gradually gloomy, and the cold wind was more fierce in winter. After a while, a drizzle began to float in the sky.

"Are they gone?"

"Well, the plane has been half way by this time!" Mo Shaochen said faintly, his look dim in the light.

Fu Junhao nodded and looked up at the dark sky. He was silent for a long time before he said faintly, "it's ready here. What's going on over there?"

Mo Shaochen's eyes were slightly touched and dangerously picked the corners of his mouth, "they have believed in the authenticity of that document. They should start in the near future. I will return to Mohism tonight!"

The vortex in Fu Junhao's eyes was deep. For a long time, he said calmly, "happy cooperation!"

Mo Shaochen was slightly stunned, then raised the corner of his mouth, slowly turned around and stood at the door, and his low voice fell behind him, "take care!"

The footsteps of dada gradually faded away, and the room was quiet.

"Have you really decided?" Fang Jin turned out calmly, followed by Tang Tian, who didn't look very good, and Hua Lao, who hadn't seen for a long time.

Fu Junhao slowly turned around and looked at several people, then went to the sofa and sat down without talking, but the silent and quiet breath showed his determination.

Fang Jin's anger flashed at the bottom of his eyes. He was about to go up, but Tang Tian grabbed him and shook his head at him. He pursed his lips and reluctantly turned his head.

Old Hua sighed secretly, sat down opposite him and earnestly advised him, "Jun, your current body is not suitable to worry about these. You should receive treatment!"

Fu Junhao finally had some reaction. He looked up at him and his eyes were dark and deep. "Hua Lao, you know better than me that my heart is the root of my disease, and we haven't found another suitable heart!"

Old Hua's face stiffened, his lips opened, but he was speechless. A moment later, he shook his head sadly and got up and went up the stairs.

"You are also ready to go out tomorrow!" when the heavy footsteps disappeared, Fu Junhao got up and left a faint sentence, and went upstairs.

Fang Jin held his hands tightly. His eyes were full of chagrin and deep sadness. Tang Tian also looked calm, and his whole body was full of the breath of being lost.

Mo Shao dust, who got on the helicopter overnight, arrived at the Mohist headquarters in Britain when the sky was still slightly bright.

A white castle standing on the outskirts of England is dignified and solemn with a bit of British unique aristocratic and gentleman atmosphere.

"Little Lord!"

Along the way, servants stopped in standard English and respectfully nodded hello to Mo Shaochen. He choked a casual smile at the corners of his mouth, looked straight through the hall and ran directly to Mo Wu's room.

Outside the room, Mo Tian, a middle-aged man who had followed Mo Wu for decades, welcomed him, a man of mixed Chinese and English blood and extraordinary means.

"Young master, the master of the house is waiting for you inside!"

Mo Shaochen picked his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully, "Uncle Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are so energetic at any time!"

A smile flashed in the dark blue eyes of Mo Tian's deep nest, but his face was still serious, "thank you, young Lord. Go in!"

Mo Shaochen narrowed his eyes, reached out and opened the door and went in.

The room is large, but the structure is very simple. Black and white colors form a sharp contrast. * * * is placed on the display shelf, which adds a bit of coldness and blood to the underworld family.

"Are you coming?" the calm voice came out faintly from the inside, and the insidious cruelty revealed was frightening.

Mo Shaochen flashed a dark light at the bottom of his eyes. He didn't push the door in, but answered faintly, "yes, father!"

It was quiet for a while, and then there was the sound of steady and powerful footsteps. The next second, the man with vicious eyes stood in front of him.

"This time, your plan is good. Muxi said that the woman is indeed Fu Junhao's cartilage, ha ha!"

Mo Shaochen's eyes flashed and his lips were slightly hooked. "It's good if your father is satisfied!"

Mo Wu stopped laughing. His vicious eyes swept over him again and again, but he never saw the slightest fear or abnormality. An inexplicable light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. This son is becoming smarter and more like a leader. Now even his father can't see the real idea in his heart!

"Shaochen, do you hate me?"

Mo Shaochen smiled, "where did your father say? Since it's your father, there's nothing to hate!"

He really doesn't hate it. He just wants to pull him off the horse!

His magnanimity gradually relaxed Mo Wu's sharp eyes. A few seconds later, he patted him on the shoulder, "OK, it's worthy of being my mo Wu's son. Prepare. In a month, I hope to see a vulnerable Fu? Understand?"

"OK!" Mo Shaochen slightly lowered his head and promised, and the essence of his eyes flashed, "father, if it's all right, I'll leave first?"

"Go!" Mo Wu gave him a deep look and waved.

"Come out!" as the door closed, a calm voice sounded faintly.

"Master!" Mo Tian slowly turned out of the screen behind him.

"Keep an eye on him!"

Mo Tian was slightly stunned, then nodded, "yes!"

Mo Wu patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction. "What I am most satisfied with is your loyalty and execution without asking anything!" he said. He turned around and said, "in this world, you are the only person I trust!"

A strange firmness flashed across the bottom of Mo Tian's eyes, and he answered, "don't worry, master, Mo Tian will never betray him!"

"Yes!"