Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Muxi Yanyan accepted the transfer of property rights given to her by Fu Junhao. When she returned home, she fell asleep and went to Tiansheng the next morning. Because the Mohist family was reshuffling, Mo Shaochen couldn't come back for a while, while Moyang was sober because of Mei Peng, but she was always unhappy and didn't want to go out.

He Ziling really appeared on the board of directors of Fu group with Fu Ziyan the next day as Jun Hao wanted, and took down the position of acting president.

The strange thing is that CHEN Ye, who has always been against Fu's plate, is also surprisingly quiet. He doesn't take the opportunity to deal with Fu's business struggle.

Everything was strangely calm, just like the real dust settled. Except for those less people, everything was flat. In addition to dealing with Tiansheng's work, she went to he's home to accompany Xiao Yan, or continued the ongoing hair and cooperation crime with he Ziling. At that time, she had a full and peaceful life for a few days.

On the fifth morning of their return, Fang Jin finally regained consciousness. When muxiyan received the news, her pen fell to the ground. She hurried back to Fang's house. The old servant of Fang's house welcomed her out and took her to the bedroom politely.

Outside the bedroom, Mr. Fang was trying to wait outside calmly. When he saw her coming, he was a little stunned and immediately held back the servant.

"Child, the old man knows everything!" he walked slowly to her and sighed painfully, "it's hard for you!"

Mu Xi was stunned. His eyes were sore. He shook his head gently and choked in his voice. "Grandpa Fang, I'm sorry, Xiao Peng, she..."

Mr. Fang seems to be a teenager in an instant. His eyes are no longer sharp, but full of pain. "I don't blame you. I can only say that our boys don't have that blessing, and they don't have that fate after all, but... The girl is only twenty-five. How can the smelly boy accept it..."

Looking at the tears in the old man's eyes, Muxi said that her heart was suddenly blown to pieces, and the pain spread to her whole body, which made her almost stand unstable and pressed down the suffocation feeling in her heart. She closed her eyes, but could not speak, and the indoor air stagnated.

"Old man, young master, it's OK. Just rest for a few days!" at this time, a slightly relaxed voice came out from the inside, and the old military doctor turned out from the inside.

"But really?" the old man held his hand and looked excited.

Mu Xiyan also had some joy in his heart, "doctor, can we go in and see him?"

The old military doctor calmly patted master Fang's hand, smiled and nodded at them, "yes, the young master's body is recovering well. Don't worry about the old man and the young lady!"

"Thank you..." old man Fang's eyes twinkled with tears and trembled for a long time before he said two words. The old military doctor was moved, sighed secretly, and turned out of the bedroom.

Mu Xiyan looked at Mr. Fang's rickety back. He was sad and happy. The Fang family passed it on for three generations. When they went abroad, they not only lost their only granddaughter-in-law, but also seriously injured their grandson. White haired people send black haired people. Grandpa Fang doesn't need anyone less pain!

Entering the inner room, Fang Jin has been lifted up and leaned against the head of the bed. He is helplessly watching and scolding his father Fang.

"Grandpa, I dare not. I must pay attention to safety next time!"

"Smelly boy, there will be another time!" the old man immediately raised his eyebrows and hissed fiercely.

Fang Jin raised his hands and surrendered. "No, there's no next time. In the future, Sun Tzu will be the last to play. Only die friends, not poverty!"

Mu Xi Yan couldn't help smiling with his lips, but master Fang seemed even more angry. He wanted to slap him on the head and took into account his body, so he had to give up and roared in a full spirit.

"Smelly boy, I want you to be careful, but I don't want you to be greedy for life and fear death and betray your brother. If you dare to do some villains outside and lose my old man's face, the old man will kill you himself!"

"Cough!" Fang Jin immediately choked on his own saliva. After coughing for a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Fang seriously, "Grandpa, I'm sorry to worry you. I'll be careful in the future!"

Master Fang's eyes moved slightly, patted him on the shoulder and forced down his tears, "good, good boy!"

Mu Xiyan looked at them, a burst of sour nose, but he didn't know how to speak.

When Fang Jin arrived, he looked at her and asked, "sister-in-law? Why are you here?"

Muxi said that his body was stiff, pulled a smile and whispered, "Oh, I heard you were hurt, so I came to see you!"

Fang Jin nodded and his eyes were deep. "Then... Where's my daughter-in-law?"

Mu Xiyan's pupil suddenly shrunk, and the remaining light in the corner of his eye involuntarily looked at the old man, but the old man smiled bitterly at her for a while.

Their silence made Fang Jin's uneasiness expand indefinitely. The repeated fragments in his dream suddenly appeared in his mind these days, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Grandpa... Where's the girl? Where's my daughter-in-law?" he grabbed the old man's arm and stretched all over. "Why didn't she come back?"

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, he looked anxiously at Muxi and said, "sister-in-law? Niu isn't with you? Why didn't you come back together? Why didn't she take care of me?"

Muxi Yan felt that her heart was like being pressed by a boulder. She couldn't breathe. Her throat was filled with blood and her whole body was aching. She couldn't speak at all.

What should I do, Xiao Peng? How can I tell him.

"What about Jun hao?" Fang Jin suddenly asked in a hurry when he saw that their faces were sad and their pupils expanded.

"He..." Muxi calmed down and said in a hoarse voice, "it's something at the U.S. headquarters. He can't return home for the time being!"

what?! Fang Jin's face suddenly changed. Something happened. Something must have happened!

"Grandpa, tell me what's wrong with Niu? Where is she going? Am I qualified to know?!" he grabbed the old man's arm tightly and his eyes were red.

"Fang Jin..." Muxi opened his lips, but was interrupted by the old man's heavy sigh.

He said, "jin'er, the girl is gone!"

"Gone?!" Fang Jin's pupils suddenly shrunk, and then he suddenly grinned. "What's gone? What does it mean to be gone? Grandpa, don't be kidding. Niu Mingming went to Japan well. How could it be gone!"

The appearance of his escape made Muxi feel sad. She couldn't help turning around and covering her mouth and sobbing.

"Fang Jin!" the old man pressed his shoulder and stared at him with a heavy look. "Listen to me, the girl is gone, dead and dead. There is no Mei Peng in the world. Do you understand?"

"Boom!" Fang Jin seemed to have been struck by thunder. His eyes widened and remained in place. His pupils were empty and his eyes were scarlet. He looked frightening and pathetic.

"Ha ha..." he pushed the old man away, hugged his head and laughed wildly, "dead, how can it be... Don't lie, how can she die? It's clearly agreed that when she comes back from Japan, we'll get married. How can she die? I don't believe your bullshit!"

The laughter echoed wildly in the whole space. His movement was so violent that the needle inserted in the back of his hand was covered with blood.

Master Fang was surprised. He pressed him back into bed and slapped him in the face. "The girl is gone. Can't you understand?! do you want her to die in peace?"

Fang Jin's pupils suddenly tightened, but gradually stopped laughing, stopped struggling, stared at the ceiling empty, and tears kept falling out of his eyes.

Mu Xiyan turned around for the first second and saw him crying like a puppet. As soon as his chest hurt, he nodded to Mr. Fang and trembled down a few words, "I'm sorry..."

Then she dashed out of the bedroom. For the first time, she saw a man crying like a lone wolf who lost his partner, so desperate and helpless.

Such a man doesn't even care about bleeding and doesn't change color in the face of death, but when he knows he'll never see his partner again, he cries like a child.

If it's not the pain to despair, how can a man easily cry?!

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In the mayor's office, he Ziling sat down in the office chair with a heavy look. The Secretary calmed down and handed over the information found, "mayor, all the medical information of President Fu is here!"

He Ziling nodded, took it, opened it and checked it carefully. The center of the eyebrows also tightened with the downward movement of the content.

Until finally, his pupils suddenly shrunk, his fingertips suddenly trembled, and the data brushes scattered on his desk.

The secretary looked at his instantly pale face, and his heart tightened. He followed the mayor as soon as he entered politics. For the first time in so many years, he turned pale when he saw him for the first time.

"What's the matter with you?"

He Ziling's body suddenly shook and trembled her fingertips to clean up the information on the table. After being silent for a long time, she whispered, "go and be busy first!"

The secretary gave him a worried look, his eyes flashed, turned and left the office.

The door of the office closes slowly. He Ziling claps her hands on the desk to collect the information. Her eyes are full of pain. How can this happen... Fu Junhao, you can cheat everyone. It's so hard!

After a long silence, he picked up the phone and dialed Tang Tian's number. It was not Tang Tian himself who answered the phone, but the subordinate of the jade soul hall.

"Where's your boss?"

Maybe his voice was too condensed, and the subordinates who answered the phone seemed to be frightened. They hesitated and said, "the boss said there was an appointment at noon, so..."

"With whom? Where?" he Ziling asked coldly.

"This... Mayor..." the subordinate hesitated.

"It doesn't matter. Your boss and I are both inside and outside!" he Ziling pressed his mind and said in a low voice.

"Well, it's said that he made an appointment with Miss demon in Yuqing Pavilion..." as soon as he spoke, the phone had been hung up.

He Ziling's eyes sank. Jun Hao, what do you want to do?