Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"What are you... Doing..." just then, a fragile low voice came out of the room. They looked up at each other at the same time. Suddenly, they were in a hurry and were about to step across.

"Stop!" Muxi said weakly holding the door, staring pale at the two embarrassed people.

Looking at her calm color, he Ziling trembled at the tip of her heart and subconsciously stopped his action. Fu Junhao's eyes sank and strode across. Regardless of her struggle, he picked her up and walked towards the room.

Muxi was stunned, pursed her lips, and subconsciously looked at he Ziling. She clearly saw that he slowly raised his hands and hung down powerlessly. The foggy weather outside the window became his background. That sense of loneliness filled her heart with depression and pain. Her eyes were very painful, but no tears fell.

He Ziling's eyes trembled slightly, but she slowly bent her lips. The blood in her mouth seemed to flow into her heart with a bit of fishy sweetness. Her throat was dry and painful. She couldn't speak. Her face was slightly pale. Her dark eyes gradually returned to the warmth of the past, but it seemed to be covered with an empty fog, like stagnant water, leaving only boundless trance and pain.

He lost after all

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In the empty airport, Mei Peng anxiously handed the salute to Mu Xi and said, "girl, do you really have nothing to do? Your face is so bad!"

Mu Xiyan shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm fine. Don't worry!"

Looking at her face still white under the light, Mei Peng felt uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to hold her and stared at her. "Tell me honestly, is your illness related to Fu Junhao? Was it that day..."

Muxi Yan's eyes flashed a cold light, bounced her forehead and joked, "when did you have such a good imagination?" then she looked at the time and said with a smile, "well, I should go in!"

"Hey..." Mei Peng looked at her obviously thin back, opened her mouth, exuded a faint light in her clear eyes, bit her lips, turned and flew out of the airport.

……

On the plane, Mu Xiyan looked at the name constantly shaking out on the mobile phone screen. His fingertips didn't tremble, but he couldn't press the answer button.

It was Fu Junhao who called. Since that night, out of guilt or other reasons, he has been extremely kind to her. No matter how indifferent she is, he is still patient and even takes care of her himself. It seemed that she suddenly became his fragile baby. She was afraid of falling in her hand and melting in her mouth.

But that kind of good made her feel extremely ironic, and made her feel that it was like selling herself in exchange! Every time he approached, the pain and humiliation of that night would automatically rush into his heart. As he said, it was engraved into his soul!

She felt that she seemed to be locked in a dungeon that would never see the sun. The feeling of depression and darkness made her suffocate and die. So after three days off, she didn't even go to the company. She told Linda directly on the grounds of work needs and took the lead in getting on the plane to the United States. In fact, only she knew that it was just to escape him.

Since you can't love, forget and hate, you can at least avoid

"Miss, the plane is about to take off. Would you please shut down the communication tools temporarily?"

"Hmm?" suddenly, the clear voice made muxiyan come back to his senses. He glanced at the vibrating mobile phone in his hand and looked up at the service lady, "sorry, I'll turn it off right away."

The service lady smiled, nodded, turned and left. Muxi Yan glanced at the flashing screen, took a deep breath, turned off the mobile phone, wanted to sit down, but she felt a slight movement around her, instinctively followed the prestige, and was suddenly stunned.

The person in front is as handsome as jade, with a slightly raised lip petal, wine vortex looming, and smiling eyes as peaceful and gentle as the spring breeze in March.

"He... Ziling..."

He Ziling quickly flashed a trace of disappointment at the bottom of her eyes and said with a warm smile, "I'm going to the United States to participate in the Symposium on new drug research and development!"

forum? Mu Xiyan looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Looking at her light and suspicious eyes, he Ziling smiled bitterly at the bottom of her heart and said helplessly, "I specially bought this flight, but the symposium is also true. The time is three days later!"

Muxi Yan opened his lips and slightly avoided his warm eyes, "you..."

"Six years ago, I said, whether you need it or not, I will be behind you, just..."

He Ziling gently stretched out her hand but touched her hair. Muxiyan instinctively wanted to avoid. Looking up, she saw the dim and painful light in his eyes, and immediately stopped. She felt the powerlessness

He Ziling's eyes were dark. He turned his hand and patted her on the top of her head. He smiled in a brisk tone, "the 'senior brother' didn't shout in vain, did he?"

Muxi Yan was stunned for a moment. After a while, he pressed down the depression in his heart, smiled and nodded, "well, silent... Senior brother..."

He Ziling's eyes flashed, and the corner of her mouth smiled deeply.

*****

Here, Mei Peng ran all the way to Fu's group, but she was directly stopped downstairs by the staff. She immediately shouted angrily, "call Fu Junhao out and explain it to miss Ben!"

With ambiguous words and her angry eyes, the surrounding employees looked at her like a monster, with unbelievable eyes.

The receptionist's eyes flashed contempt, but she still smiled politely and said, "Miss, without an appointment, the president can't see you! Please understand!"

"Fart!" the smile made Mei Peng angry again, and a rude remark broke out on the spot, "don't do this with Miss Ben. He Fu Junhao dares to do it or not. What a man!"

"You!" the smile on the corner of the receptionist's mouth stiffened and looked at her coldly, "Miss, please focus on your own words. We have the right to sue you for wantonly damaging the president's reputation and preserving the president!"

Liaoyuan's anger made Mei Peng's face turn purplish red in an instant. Coldly, she looked at her and shouted, "dare you!"

"Stop!"

Almost at the same time, a crisp low cry rang from the door. Mei Peng and others instinctively followed the prestige. The receptionist proudly hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at a flash of schadenfreude in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" Fu Ziyan walked in slowly, glanced at Mei Peng and looked faintly at the receptionist.