Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Looking at her trance and helpless appearance, he Ziling only felt a burst of suffocation in her heart. His reason had not responded. His body had instinctively squatted in front of her and reached out to wipe the residual tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Uncle won't be happy with you like this!"

The gentle and low voice made muxiyan suddenly come back to his mind, like an electric shock to avoid his action.

He Ziling looked at his hands frozen in the air, and his warm eyes were faint and empty.

Muxiyan realized his behavior, looked at the astringency in the bottom of his eyes, and painfully opened his lips. His voice had not been exported, but it had been interrupted.

"Xiaoyan, I said, in front of me, you never have to say sorry!" he Ziling closed her eyes, and her gentle voice was a little hoarse, "but... I'm glad that muxiyan is still the same muxiyan before!"

Muxi Yanxin suddenly shrunk and habitually wanted to stretch out his hand to shoot him, but when he touched his shoulder, he turned to the picture on the tombstone, "how did you come here?"

He Ziling was stunned, his eyes slowly swept around, and a trace of gentle nostalgia flashed in his eyes. "Here..." is also one of the places you and I have together

But when the words came to his mouth, they became another saying, "I've been back for so long, it's time to see my uncle!"

"Thanks..." Qiang swallowed the words to his mouth, muxiyan slowly got up, took out a paper towel from his bag, calmly wiped the tears on his face, without any embarrassment, "Dad will be very happy!"

Looking at her actions, he Ziling moved in her heart. She really hasn't changed at all. She never shed tears in front of others. Even if she accidentally falls, she will calm down and erase the tears calmly, but the contradiction is not contrary to peace.

"Go to the old place for a drink?"

Mu Xi was stunned and hooked his lips. He always remembered it! Nodding gently, the depression in my heart seems to be much better.

*****

"Heaven and earth", a well-known entertainment place in Kyoto, has long been a place of neon and extraordinary hot dance.

He Ziling took Mu Xiyan through the dance hall on the first floor and went straight to the third floor. The dignified male manager greeted him and looked at Mu Xiyan without trace. His face was full of standardized smiles.

"He Gong... Dr. he..."

He Ziling nodded mildly, glanced at Mu Xiyan and interrupted him with a smile, "as usual! Ancient color makes a fragrance!"

The male manager choked, looked at them, hesitated and said, "I'm really sorry. The antique fragrance has been fixed by other guests. Dr. he, what do you think of Zifeng pavilion?"

He Ziling was slightly stunned and looked at Mu Xiyan. In the "antique fragrance", it can be said that it has completely restored the appearance of the Qin Dynasty from the furnishings, utensils and dishes. Even the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and the words on the menu have also restored the fonts of that era. Although it has a different elegant style, few people like it after all.

"Yes? Is the guest coming now?"

"Yes, he's already in there!"

Listening to the awe hidden in the manager's words, he Ziling and Mu Xiyan were stunned at the same time. It seems that the guest's identity should be either rich or expensive.

"Xiao Yan..."

Muxi said to himself, looked at the sorry he Ziling, and said with a helpless smile, "in this case, let's go to Zifeng Pavilion!"

Then he glanced at the half closed door of "ancient color and fragrance" and whispered, "there are people like us. If you can, it's really like seeing them?"

As soon as this came out, he Ziling smiled warmly, but the smile on the male manager's face suddenly stiffened, and then looked at them, "Dr. he, Miss mu, please come here!"

They nodded, listened to him introduce the purple wind Pavilion, and followed him.

"Jun Hao, thank you. This clothing exhibition is really important for the Ling family, who has always cooperated with the Yang family. Dad is busy for this investment!"

"Yes, Mr. Fu, I really want to thank you this time! My father has always told me that I must express my gratitude to you in person."

When she passed by "ancient color and fragrance", muxiyan subconsciously glanced at it. At this time, the familiar voice inside suddenly made her stiff and stop at the door.

He Ziling's eyes sank and looked sharply at the manager. The male manager measured his back, turned pale slightly, and bowed his head without opening his mouth.

The charming voice inside still kept ringing. Muxi Yan tightly pinched the palm of his hand. Was it so? That's why we changed the plan?

"Xiaoyan..." looking at the steps under her feet, he Ziling hurriedly pulled her.

Muxiyan gave him a cold look, opened his lips, silently spit out a few words, "don't worry!" then he gently swept away his hand and walked into the "antique fragrance". She is such a person. She would rather suffer to death than prove the truth in person. She doesn't want to live without knowing.

He Ziling was stiff, and the light in her eyes was still warm but dim. Maybe Muxi's words had changed, but he was not the one who made her change

In the antique, chic and elegant separation, Fu Junhao sat lazily on the top, with elegant demeanor, and Yang Bing and Ling ruoya sat on both sides below.

"Jun Hao, thank you. How about drinking this glass of wine?" Ling ruoya looked up and smiled coyly.

Fu Junhao looked calm and gave her a faint glance. The light in his eyes was unfathomable.

Ling ruoya's action was stiff. A few seconds later, she still warmly persuaded wine. Yang Bing's eyes flashed slightly, and the remaining light from the corner of his eyes swept the hanging curtain without trace. Suddenly, she strangely hooked the lip corner and looked at Ling ruoya.

Ling ruoya raised her eyebrows and eyes with a strong charming spirit, picked up the bronze high foot wine cup, got up tenderly and walked towards Fu Junhao. The water red retro dress rippled with her actions.

Suddenly, "ah!" exclaimed. Just two steps away from him, she rushed at Fu Junhao. A trace of disgust flashed at the bottom of Fu Junhao's eyes, but she didn't move.

Ling Yao Ya fell down in his arms as he wished, and struggled for a moment, but he did not leave him. He looked at him with blush.

"Yes... Sorry, my legs are numb..."

Yang Bing seems to be surprised. He glances at them, blushes slightly, lowers his head, but evokes a strange smile at the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, "Oh... Mrs. Fu, why are you here?"

Fu Junhao's eyes flashed, looked up and looked at a pair of quiet and light eyes.

Mu Xiyan looked at several people coldly like watching a play and didn't speak immediately.

Ling ruoya raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Her eyes were full of provocation. A trace of resentment flashed through Yang Bing's eyes and looked at he Ziling behind her.

"Ah, it turns out that childe he has also come. Mrs. Fu, it turns out that you and childe he are also good friends?"

As soon as the strange words fell, the color of Fu Junhao and he Ziling became dark at the same time. Mu Xi said coldly and hooked his lips. What is this implying?

"Miss Ling, you are a daughter of Yunying's unmarried family. Do you know that you hug a married man like this, your father?" glanced at Ling ruoya and looked at her mockingly.

The smile on Ling ruoya's face suddenly stiffened. She clenched her teeth and left Fu Junhao. She looked at her pitifully, bowed her head and said carefully, "people... People are just careless..."

Muxi Yan tried to resist the feeling of nausea in his heart. Looking at Fu Junhao's calm face, he only felt that there were bursts of fatigue in his heart.

"It's late at night, go home early!" then he turned and walked out.

He Ziling felt a pain in her heart and wanted to reach out and hold her, but she couldn't lift her hand. Her light eyes told him that her sadness and her happiness had nothing to do with him