Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Slowly took care of her clothes, pecked her lips hard, and his voice was quite gnashing his teeth, "you should make good compensation to me tonight. This situation has been repeated several times, and it will be useless if you don't die!"

As soon as his voice fell, Muxi's speech gave him a face smile and glared at him angrily. What words are useless even if they don't die? Thanks to him!

"Well, answer the phone quickly!"

Fu Junhao picked his eyebrows and looked at her. He whispered, "bad girl!" got up and walked towards the desk. He connected the internal telephone. His tone was still a little bad, "what's the matter?"

Zhang Yuan, the assistant secretary at the other end of the phone, trembled and said, "president, Miss Yang and Miss Ling said they came here to talk about the investment case of the clothing exhibition instead of Mr. Yang and Mr. Ling. Now they are waiting in the guest room. Look..."

Fu Junhao's eyes sank and said coldly, "let the secretary general talk to them directly!" when he said that, he hung up the phone, his whole body was cold, and his eyes could not see the bottom.

Zhang Yuan here stared at the phone in his hand, his face full of tears, but... Secretary Fang was out on business

Muxi Yan looked at him, his eyes flashed, and the smile at the corners of his mouth gradually dispersed. For a time, they were silent one after another, and the atmosphere became a little dull.

At this time, Fu Junhao suddenly grabbed her, hugged her, walked outside the door and whispered, "Xi Yan, learn to believe me, okay? I have my own plan to invest in the Yang family!"

Listening to his nervous voice, Muxi Yan suddenly felt that the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot. He looked at his eyes and trembled. A moment later, he nodded with emphasis, "OK!"

……

After using Chinese food, Mu Xiyan, who was going to go back to the company, was pulled into the car by Fu Junhao. Looking at the increasingly rare crowd and the more familiar environment around, he was surprised. After that, his eyes looked at him a little more complicated.

This is clearly the way to the "worry free cemetery". He

"Jun Hao, the company..."

Fu Junhao curled his lips and smiled. His elegant voice was flat and full of pride. "If I need to stay in the company for this time, those carefully screened elites should go to the north pole to dig ice!"

The voice fell, Muxi said, slightly raised his eyebrows, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

No doubt, no doubt. Although the ability and boldness of leaders are very important for the operation and development of an enterprise, it is useless without the support of an excellent team and the recognition and sense of responsibility of all employees. Compared with the previous owners of Fu, he is undoubtedly the most beautiful for the contraction and release of rights, the selection of talents and the grasp of people's hearts!

Capturing the appreciation in her eyes, Fu Junhao subconsciously raised his mouth. His sense of achievement is incomparable no matter how many business wars he won and how many achievements he achieved!

"Bad girl, staring at me like this, implying that you can make compensation tonight in advance?"

Mu Xiyan was surprisingly not shy this time, and looked at him gently. After a few seconds, he smiled and said, "I'm thinking that I seem to have married a great man!"

Fu Junhao was slightly stunned. The accelerator was suddenly tightened under his feet. The tire rubbed across the ground and made a rapid sound. The black Cadillac landed beautifully and neatly in front of the cemetery.

As soon as he turned his body, he blocked her lips like thunder, rolled and grinded hard. Until they were unstable, he put her in a little, stabilized his breath, pulled her out of the car and walked directly into the cemetery.

A series of movements ran through the air and water. Muxi said that his face was slightly red. He was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He looked around, stared at him discontentedly and frowned slightly.

"Can't you pay attention to the occasion and be afraid to disturb the dead?"

Fu Junhao slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at her red ears, gathered a strong smile in his eyes, approached her and said with a low smile, "I love my wife. Who dares to disagree, and my father knows that we are so loving and must strongly support!"

Looking at his solemn and handsome face, Mu Xiyan suddenly had a bitter smile. He could only hiss low, "no face!"

Fu Junhao curled his lips and smiled vaguely, "you can't have a face!"

As soon as the mellow voice fell, Muxi couldn't help but get a black line all over his head. This is still Fu Junhao, who is unpredictable, elegant and expensive. He is a scoundrel and ruffian.

Just trying to sneer at him, his eyes fell on a point in front of the familiar tombstone, suddenly condensed, and his body instinctively tightened up.

Aware of her abnormality, Fu Junhao followed her line of sight, and the smile from the corners of his mouth gradually dispersed. The light in his eyes was changeable and unfathomable.

Tightly hugged her arm, then opened his mouth and called, "Xi Yan..."

Mu Xiyan's eyes flashed, took a deep breath, looked up at him, "let's go!"

In front of the ordinary tombstone, the middle-aged man in a dark thin shirt slowly put a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. His tall body is slightly fat. He can vaguely see his handsome face when he was young. He looks heavy and can't see what he thinks.

"Does president Ling know my father?"

Mu Xiyan stood slowly behind him. The person whose eyes fell on the tombstone photo quietly smiled with a calm voice.

But Fu Junhao found that her hand behind her trembled faintly, her eyes moved slightly, and one hand helped her shoulder.

Muxiyan's body was shocked, and his flustered heart calmed down instantly. He looked at him with a smile and recovered to his usual calm.

Her voice made Ling Hao's body suddenly stiff on one knee in front of the tombstone, but it was only a few seconds. He slowly withdrew his hand, got up and turned to the person. When his eyes fell on the two people, he was surprised for a moment, but immediately recovered as usual. He smiled politely, "Jun Hao, I'm lucky to meet you. I didn't expect to meet here!" he said, looked at the tombstone behind him and continued, "Xi Yan, do you say this is your father?"

Although the strange color in his eyes flashed very fast, muxiyan still caught it. He didn't answer him immediately, but stared at him quietly, and his eyes were cold for a moment.

Fu Junhao glanced at him without trace. Suddenly, he raised his lips unfathomably.

"I was also shocked when I ran into President Ling. After all, this is my father's grave. As far as I know, President Ling and my father don't seem to have an intersection?"

As soon as these words came out, not only did Ling Hao's eyes flash with extremely strong surprise, but even Mu Xiyan couldn't help trembling at the top of his heart, followed by a tidal wave of gratitude, suddenly tilted his head and looked at him blankly.

Although she knew that they were different, she really didn't expect that he would admit her in front of others, skip the unfamiliar title of "father-in-law" and call her father her father. He was really protecting her

Looking at her unbelievable appearance, Fu Junhao frowned slightly and hugged her slowly. Did he not give her a sense of security? Is that why she was so shocked?

Looking at the intimate nature of the two people, Ling Hao flashed an unspeakable haze at the bottom of his eyes. A few seconds later, he smiled politely, "when I met your father, Xi Yan was probably not born. Later, because of some things, we haven't been in touch for many years. Now we think it's time to see our old friends, so it's reasonable that you don't know!"

Speaking of this, he turned his eyes to Mu Xiyan, vaguely recalling, "when Xi Yan was just born, I held you... In a flash, for so many years, you not only grew up excellently, but also became a woman!"

His trance eyes made Muxi Yan squint. It didn't look like he was lying!

"I see!" her eyes flashed slightly. They stayed on her father's photo for a few seconds and turned back to him. After a few seconds, she asked quietly, "President Ling, do you know what happened to my father in those years?"

The light in Ling Hao's eyes flashed, the smile at the corners of his mouth slowly disappeared, and he said with some heartache, "I was very happy that I hadn't seen your father for a long time at our college reunion, so I drank happily. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen a few days later..."

Classmate gathering? Muxiyan's heart jumped. There is no such item in the investigation data. Is it an investigation error or is this person lying?

"Was the classmate party presided over by President Ling?"

At this time, a low mellow and quiet voice sounded faintly, which made her instinctively look up and bump into a pair of deep and soothing eyes. She couldn't help feeling warm in her heart and subconsciously raised the corner of Yang's mouth.

Ling Hao looked at his deep eyes, but he was suddenly surprised in his heart, but his face changed slightly. "The classmate meeting he presided over was our monitor, Ming Guowei, but he didn't find the body because of the debris flow when he was traveling a few years ago. I'm afraid it's more or less bad!"

As soon as the voice fell, Muxi Yan's eyes trembled violently, holding Fu Junhao tightly. How could it be like this? Linda can't check the information wrong, so this man lied? But if he can't find the body, his whereabouts are unknown

Fu Junhao comfortingly shook her hand and swept the photos of the tombstone. Ling Hao's eyes were deep and unpredictable, but Ling Hao was shocked by the sharpness.

For this young man who is much younger and whose mental momentum is much higher than his own, Ling Hao is not willing, but he is a little awed of him!

"Jun Hao, please don't tell her about the cooperation case of the clothing exhibition and the impoliteness of the little girl!" Ling Hao lightly swept the tombstone and smiled at them. "I think you must have something to say to him. There are still some things in our company, so I'll leave first!"

Fu Junhao's eyes flashed an extremely strong color of the shadow. A few seconds later, he hooked his lips and nodded faintly.

Mu Xiyan smiled softly, with a strange irony in his voice, "thank you, Mr. Ling, for coming to see my father. If my father knows under the spring, he must be very happy!"

Ling Hao's body was shocked, and the smile on his face was a little stiff. A moment later, he nodded to them, turned and walked towards the gate of the cemetery.

Mu Xiyan watched him disappear gradually. His eyes were suddenly cold. He took a deep breath, turned into the tombstone, knelt down slowly in front of the tombstone, and his beautiful face was full of firmness. Dad, I will find out what happened that year and at least find the person who hurt you!

Fu Junhao looked at her forbearing and strong appearance, some painfully hugged her, looked at the people in the photo, and looked more serious and calm than ever before.

"Dad, don't worry. I will take good care of Xi Yan instead of you. From now on, as long as I live in this world one day, I will try my best to protect her!"

Muxi said that her pupils were stretched to the limit. Her heart seemed to have been soaked in honey, and then washed by the spring. It was sweet, dull, surprised and grateful. Even if her eyes were sour and painful, she didn't want to look away!

He didn't say the word "love" and didn't have any sweet words and promises, but his feelings were so sincere that she was moved and relieved than any words

Looking at her slightly red eyes, Fu Junhao fondled her hair painfully, took her to slowly get up and leave the cemetery, with a voice of some banter, "don't seduce me again, bad girl!"

He had some unkind eyes, and Muxi said it. At present, he looked away awkwardly, "Jun Hao, I haven't said goodbye to my father yet..."

"Well, for the sake of our love, Dad won't blame us..."

The figure of the two people supporting each other is gradually moving away. The faint warmth has stained the desolate cemetery with a trace of warmth. The people in the tombstone photos are still smiling warmly.

However, no one found that behind the big tree on the other side of the cemetery, a woman wrapped in black clothes and skirts looked at the direction of their disappearance with resentment and broke a mouthful of silver teeth. After a few seconds, she slowly took out her mobile phone and aroused a strange and terrible smile at the corners of her mouth.

(PS: because the revised text has adjusted the number of words in chapters, the number of words in chapters 47 and 48 has been allocated to the previous chapters. Therefore, the contents of chapters 46 and 49 are consistent. You don't have to worry about reading, MEDA!)