Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Maybe it was because the stimulation was too great. Muxiyan's nervous tension for a long time collapsed. He fell asleep on his desk for the first time! When I woke up, I found that it was nearly 5 p.m.

Struggling to open his eyes, he glanced vaguely at the watch on his wrist. The bursts of pain in his eyes made Muxi Yan frown. He instinctively wanted to raise his hand to rub it, but he was attracted by the blue folder in front of the office desktop.

Blinked, muxiyan reached out and took the folder. As soon as he opened it, his pupils expanded for a few minutes, and his eyes were sharp and fierce.

"Linda, come in!"

After a while, there was a rhythmic knock outside the door, and then Linda's slim body flashed in.

"General manager mu, are you looking for me?"

"Is this the case?" Mu Xi Yan took a deep look at her and put the documents in his hand on the table.

Linda seldom gets angry at ordinary times. She suddenly gets so angry that her heart beats a few beats slower and falters, "yes... It's the instruction given by the president!"

Fu Junhao? Mu Xi said that his eyes were dark. A few seconds later, he asked in a deep voice, in a very sharp tone, "when did it happen? Why didn't anyone inform me?"

Linda's face froze and she hurriedly replied, "yes... The president asked not to disturb president Mu, and specially advanced the meeting one hour. This document..."

Before he finished, muxiyan patted heavily on the desk, then grabbed the documents on the desk like lightning and rushed out of the office.

The door slammed into the door frame, and the loud crash made me feel; Linda's body shook violently. As soon as she turned around, she chased out in a hurry!

……

Mu Xiyan went straight to the president's office, pressed his anger, raised his hand and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, there was a clear and elegant voice inside.

"Come in!"

Mu Xiyan took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, pushed the door and went in. Linda, who followed her, was relieved. Fortunately, Mu was always calm!

"President." Muxi said calmly, standing in front of the office, glanced at Uncle Fang next to him, and his tone was cold.

Uncle Fang was stunned. He looked at her in surprise and looked at the elegant and calm man in front of him.

Fu Junhao nodded at him. Uncle Fang understood, looked at them with concern, turned and walked out.

Looking at the slowly closed door, Fu Junhao raised his eyes and said to Mu Xi, pointed to the exquisite box on the small table, and said with a low smile, "are you hungry? Have something to eat!"

Mu Xi said, his eyes flashed slightly, pursed his lips, threw the documents in his hand in front of him, and said coldly, "what's the matter with this document?"

Fu Junhao's eyes darkened instantly. "Is vice president Mu questioning me now?"

Muxi's eyes sank, pinched the palm of his hand and tried to speak calmly, "the president misunderstood. I just want to know why you suddenly changed your long ordered clothing exhibition plan and invested in Yang. We have questions about this. I hope the president can give us an answer!"

Fu Junhao raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back slowly, and his deep eyes slowly swept over her.

Mu Xiyan looked at his black pupils without fear, and his eyes were very firm.

I don't know how long later, Fu Junhao looked back and said with a smile, "through the comparison of various data and the combination of various advantages and disadvantages, I and the board of directors unanimously decided to change the original plan and invest in Yang. Does the vice president have any objection?"

Muxi Yan's eyes suddenly filled with ink, and he was ready to use the board of directors to perfunctory her? Who is he Fu Junhao? If it wasn't his own idea, who could change his decision?

"However, President, you know that we have started to prepare the planning of the summer fashion show. We have even made plans, and the director of the design department..."

"Then change the plan. As for Devin, I'll explain the situation to him!" Fu Junhao interrupted her directly.

"But..."

"Nothing, but it's so decided!"

The voice of a final decision made Mu Xiyan's anger constantly come out, and the too strong anger made her breath slightly unstable.

Looking at her appearance of holding back her anger, Fu Junhao's eyes flashed. He got up and was about to reach out, but she quickly avoided him.

"I see. I understand. I'll change the plan!" Muxi said coldly, left a word and turned out of the office.

Looking at the shaking door, Fu Junhao was slightly stunned. The smile from the corners of his mouth gradually retracted and slowly stood in front of the French window. The backlight light sprinkled on his face and cast a deep, shallow, bright and dark shadow.

*****

Mu Xiyan walked out of the company with a calm look. The employees along the way looked at her rare ugly face and didn't dare to answer her for a moment.

Looking at the hurried pedestrians on the road, a sense of fatigue surged into my heart, looked up at the sky and stopped a taxi.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Huh? Mu Xi was stunned. A few seconds later, he spit out a few words, "forget about the cemetery..."

As soon as she spoke, the friendly driver uncle was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky outside the window, and said with some worry, "Miss, it's late this day? It's about an hour and a half from the center of the city. It's almost dark when we get there..."

Mu Xiyan shook his head, his expression was in a trance, "it doesn't matter, let's go!"

Seeing the trance in her eyes from time to time, the driver's uncle sighed and started the car slowly.

The sky gradually darkened, and a lonely worry free cemetery in the wide surrounding roads looked more and more strange and desolate against the background of the leaves splitting the sky and covering the earth.

"Miss, it's already dark. I'd better wait for you here?" the driver's uncle looked around and opened his mouth with concern.

Mu Xi was stunned, shook his head and smiled, "uncle, go back. Isn't your daughter and son-in-law going home?"

The driver uncle's weather beaten face showed a big smile, "it's okay, it's okay, I told the child's mother that it will be later today!"

Muxi said that her heart was warm. She smiled and nodded with a warm and beautiful smile.

The uncle was stunned and said with a smile, "go!"

"Thank you!" Muxi whispered his thanks and turned and stepped into the cemetery.

Looking at her slender figure disappearing in the dark night, uncle youyou sighed, and there was some dark pain in his weathered eyes.

……

"Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you'll never forget it. Thousands of miles of solitary graves have nowhere to talk. Even if you don't know each other, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost." Muxi's words whispered, and his dark voice gently echoed in the air, rolling up the desolate wind in the air.

"Dad, I came to see you..." Mu Xiyan put down the flowers in his hand, knelt down, leaned gently against the tombstone, slowly closed his eyes, and tears fell slowly from his face.

"Dad... But on the bridge, did mom hear the word you often say?"

"Xiao Yan..."

Suddenly, in the darkness, there was a painful trance voice. Muxi Yan opened his eyes powerlessly and said, "silence?"

He Ziling was shocked, and a desolate smile seeped out of her warm and jade eyes. It's the most satisfying thing in my life that you can remember my name

(Note: "ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you'll never forget it." it comes from the dream on the night of the 20th day of the first month of jiangchengzi Yimao written by Su Shi, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty. The following is the whole word:

Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of solitary graves have nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.

Dreams come at night and suddenly return home. Xiaoxuan window is dressing up. They are silent, but there are thousands of tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, and the moon night will be a short Pine Hill.

In addition, Devin is the director of the design department mentioned above. Oh, roar, Shuishui is so tired today and is going to sleep. Good night, everyone. See you tomorrow, Moda!)