Ex-wife Won't Remarry

The light in the living room was bright, but it couldn't dispel the pain and coolness brought by his silence. Muxi made up his mind, and his eyes fell on him again, gradually cooling. Still he couldn't help but hold expectations and ask this sentence again, "up to now, Fu Junhao, can you really do it?"

Fu Junhao felt suffocating pain in his heart. He could not refute her cool dark eyes. There had never been a word like "fear of panic" in his world, but looking at her dark eyes and pale face, he was afraid. He was not unable to answer, but afraid that any answer would... Hurt her!

Their eyes were intertwined like knotted threads, complex and powerless. Muxiyan only felt a touch of severe pain. He rushed into the seven meridians and eight meridians along his temple. In front of them, he blacked out and slowly put aside his eyes.

"Let's divorce!" she tilted her head slightly, her eyes swollen and swollen, pinched the palm of her hand, felt the viscosity of the palm, but didn't feel the insignificant pain.

This sentence finally came out after a hundred turns. Muxi's heart seemed to stop beating. She wanted to cut her heart like a knife. Maybe it was just like this. Since everything started from the moment she signed the contract, she would draw the ending!

Duro, in any case, he can't let go. Instead of waiting for him to make a decision, she might as well make a decision for him first, at least leaving a last bit of dignity for herself.

Fu Junhao suddenly pulled his heart, suddenly looked up and stared at her closely. His pupils were scarlet, with some incredible, severe pain and unspeakable anger intertwined in his body. His face gradually turned white, and his breathing was extremely unstable. A moment later, he jumped out a few words darkly, "what are you talking about?"

Muxi Yan's body trembled, still slightly turned his head and didn't look at him. His tone became more and more calm, with a trace of business indifference. He repeated that sentence word by word, "let's divorce!"

"Don't think about it!!!" almost at the same time, the roar of rage rang. Fu Junhao was like an angry lion. His pupils were purple, and his fists tightened on his side exploded. His steps instinctively stepped back. If it weren't for the heart piercing pain, he would really strangle her!

Muxi Yan felt a pain in his heart and didn't dare to look at him. He forced himself to be dizzy, left a sentence flatly, and stepped towards the door in a little panic. "When I got married, the divorce agreement had been signed. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau sometime!"

It's really funny. In order to marry him, she even signed the divorce agreement. I didn't expect it to be so convenient now!

Fu Junhao almost instinctively pulled her back. At this moment, all his reason finally disappeared. Her indifference made him heartache and fear, so he could only roar.

"No divorce, Mu Xiyan, have you heard clearly? We don't divorce. The divorce agreement has long expired!!!"

Mu Xiyan was grabbed by his shoulder. The sharp pain brought by his strong strength made her face more pale. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. She opened her mouth coldly and said with some sarcasm, "what about Du Ruo if she doesn't get a divorce?! does president Fu want to play a golden house and hide Jiao? Aren't you afraid of wronging her?!"

Fu Junhao's eyes trembled, and his reason gradually returned. He felt her pain. He felt a pain in his heart. He grabbed her strength and loosened some. His pupils were still scarlet. His eyes locked her tightly, and she was not allowed to escape. "I'll arrange for Du Ruo, you..."

"What are you going to do? If you're not with her, in her opinion, it's abandonment anyway? Can her body withstand this stimulation?" Muxi Yan coldly looked at him and interrupted him.

Looking at her light and rational expression, Fu Junhao was powerless for a while, his eyes were full of heavy pain, but he always stared at her with a hoarse voice, "Mu Xiyan, are you willing to leave me?!"

Muxi Yan turned white, flustered aside her eyes and tightly pinched the palm. The pain of fingernails penetrating the palm was far less than the pain of suffocation in the heart. She bit her lips tightly without opening her mouth.

"You're not willing, are you?!" Fu Junhao looked at her white lips, the pain in his eyes was deeper, and held her tightly in his arms. "You don't want a divorce at all, do you?! Xi Yan, we don't want a divorce, okay?" the last sentence implied a bit of prayer.

Muxi Yan listened, and his heart was choked again. He closed his eyes. His tears ran down uncontrollably, pushed him away, and finally roared out.

"Fu Junhao, how can you do this?! yes, I'm not willing. I don't want to, but what can I do? You just can't leave her. What can I do!!! Is it true that in ancient times, I, the real lady, welcomed the new couple into the house for you? I apologize. I'm not so generous and kind. I can't do it! So I let go and help you , isn't that enough? "

Muxi Yan roared out all the gas held in her heart these days. Her tears couldn't stop. Her anger made her pale face blush, but it couldn't moisten the emptiness in her eyes!

Fu Junhao trembled. Her tears made his heart tremble and sour. He stretched out his hand to pull her, but she quickly hid from her. Seeing that she was about to leave, his pupils narrowed, pulled him over and kissed her bloodless lip.

Different from his usual tenderness, he was full of strength. He chewed on her lips and grinned hard. Muxi was stunned for a few seconds. Then he struggled, but he was pressed in his arms. He pried open her lip flap, rushed in directly, chewed and swept away. His lips hurt, and the strong smell of blood filled the tips of their noses, but he never let go, Mu Xiyan also gradually gave up his struggle.

I don't know how long the bloody kiss lasted. Just when muxiyan thought he was going to faint, he suddenly let her go. His eyes were scarlet and he gasped a little. He directly stopped at his waist and picked her up. He pushed her down on the sofa along his strength. Muxiyan suddenly came back to his senses. He was surprised and struggled violently when he looked at the fire in his eyes, He held her hands directly on her head and kissed her all the way down her neck.

"Fu Junhao, you let go of me!!!" Muxi Yan, who was aware of his thoughts, stared at his scarlet eyes with anger and fear. "You let go of me, you are a rape! Don't let me hate you!!!"

The frightened voice made Fu Junhao's movements suddenly stagnate. He looked up and saw her tears in her eyes. The lips he had bitten trembled bloodlessly, his heart ached violently, and his face turned pale. He suddenly loosened his hand to suppress her, sat up, and smashed his fist on the nearby tea table. The sound of broken glass clearly sounded, and blood slid down his fist, Dyed the broken glass red.

He lowered his head slightly, his broken hair in front of his forehead was vaguely wetted by sweat, his pupils were scarlet, his face was white in blue, his fists were clenched, and his blood was dripping on the ground. It was frightening red!

His voice was hoarse and full of heartache and regret, "I'm sorry... Anyway, I don't divorce..."

Muxi Yan's pupils stared wide. When he heard his voice, he suddenly regained his mind. His eyes fell on the bright red blood. His pupils suddenly shrunk and fainted. The tears that had been scared back suddenly fell down again. He hurriedly got up and hugged his arm, and hurriedly said, "Jun Hao... Medicine box..."

Fu Junhao suddenly stunned, but he grabbed her with one hand and gently wiped away her tears with the other hand. His deep eyes were full of pain, "Xi Yan, we don't divorce, okay?"

Muxi said, his heart trembled and stared at his hand. Tears flowed, his face was pale and his voice trembled. "Let's wrap up the wound first, OK, OK?"

Her tears fell on his hands, and the temperature seemed to roll into his heart. Even if she cried for herself, his heart was in pain. Fu Junhao took her into his arms and comforted, "OK..."

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After a sleepless night, Muxi said that she was forced to press the pain from her temples. Looking at the man who was sleeping and frowning slightly, her heart was more depressed. She slowly stroked the folds between his eyebrows, and her eyes fell on his hands, which were faintly bloody and white. When her heart was stagnant, she hurried out of the room, went downstairs and prepared breakfast absentmindedly, He left a note at random and went out of the door.

Pressing the dizziness of his body, he went all the way to Yuqing Pavilion. Muxi made up his mind and stepped in.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Yuqing pavilion just opened. It was cold inside. Muxi said to enter the door for a while. The male customer service manager in suit and shoes greeted him and asked with a standard smile, "Mrs. Fu, Mrs. Ling has been waiting in Tanyuan on the second floor!"

Muxi said, her eyes flashed slightly, nodded, and followed him upstairs. Yuqing's private room was named after the flower. It seems that Ling Su really worked hard and chose the box named after the flower she likes.

The manager led muxiyan to the box door, took his clothes thoughtfully, and then turned back, with a consistent and neither humble nor arrogant posture.

Mu Xi Yan's eyes were slightly restrained, and slowly pushed open the box door. As expected, Ling Su Duan sat at the table, and all kinds of exquisite breakfast had been arranged on the table. When she saw Mu Xi Yan coming in, her face was obviously anxious, and she put on a smile, "Mrs. Fu, please sit down!"

Muxi said, his eyes were slightly cool, slowly fell down, looked at the snacks on the table, and directly inserted the topic, "Mrs. Ling, you and I might as well open the skylight and tell the truth!"

Her cool eyes made Ling Su's heart stagnate, and her smile stopped. "OK, Mrs. Fu is really refreshing!"

Bathe Xi's words, slightly pick eyebrows, can't say no.

Ling Su's face was serious. Zi Zi looked at her carefully. Her eyes were gradually in a trance, mixed with these heartache and some guilt. It was extremely complex.