Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Looking at the buildings and people passing by outside the window, Muxi said that she couldn't stop her sadness. At the thought that he could calculate her at that time, no matter what the starting point was, she felt like a thorn in her heart, and she would bleed and hurt if she didn't touch it.

She tilted her head and was silent. Her thick curled eyelashes cast a shadow in the dim light. Her face should be almost transparent white in the slightly bright light. Looking at it from the perspective of Fu Junhao, she could just see her slightly pursed lips, and the light from the sagging corners of her eyes made him feel distressed.

He opened his lips. He didn't speak any more and didn't let go of her hand. They were speechless all the way. The air in the car was heavy and almost stagnant. With the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the car stopped steadily.

After looking at her, who was quiet and didn't seem to have recovered, Fu Junhao flashed his eyes, reached out to untie her seat belt and pecked her cherry lips, "Xi Yan, here!"

The touch on his lips made Muxi Yan suddenly come to his senses. Looking at the suddenly enlarged handsome face in front of him, his heart jumped. A few seconds later, he pressed his heart, pushed him away a little, glanced at the increasingly thick and rigorous Fu family house in the night, his eyes stagnated, and said faintly, "well, let me go!"

Fu Junhao's eyes were deep. Holding his hand, he not only didn't let her go, but raised her chin with one hand. The two eyes were eye to eye, the tip of the nose was facing the tip of the nose, and the distance between the lips was only a few centimeters.

The gentle and clear masculine breath came in bursts, and the senses were infinitely magnified at this moment. She seemed to be able to see every almost invisible pore on his beautiful face. With those deep dark eyes, she clearly saw a trace of anger and... Pity!

"Xi Yan, the old man is waiting for us. The scandal is not over yet. Are you sure you want to fight me like this now?"

Just when her mind was about to disintegrate, her elegant and low voice hit her head like thunder. Muxi's pupil suddenly shrank, and her slightly trance eyes gradually became cold, "you threaten me!"

Looking at her reaction like a hedgehog, Fu Junhao's heart was pulled again. This time it really hurt her heart!

Gently stroking her delicate cheek, his voice was a little low and dumb, but he didn't lose his tenderness. "It's not a threat, but you've always been rational. You should understand that this is a sensitive period. If you let the outside world know that we don't agree, isn't it equal to sitting down on those messy gossip?"

"And it's hard to tell Grandpa, isn't it?"

Perhaps because of her father, the girl seems to care about her reputation. Is she afraid to let her father become the talk before and after tea again because of herself? I'm afraid the old man also knows, so he hid her background and birth from the outside world at the beginning!

Mu Xiyan sneered in her heart. She should have known that even if he threatened people, he was so organized and justified that people couldn't refute him!

"Well, get out of the car. Doesn't it mean grandpa is waiting?" she took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. Her light voice was a little less cold and a little more compromise.

Fu Junhao smiled, nodded with satisfaction, kissed her lips carefully, then let her go and got off the door first.

Muxi was stunned. Then he opened the door. As soon as he got off the bus, he hugged him and took him forward. He frowned slightly, but he didn't speak.

Looking at her "cooperation", a trace of bitterness flashed in Fu Junhao's deep eyes. Now he is close to her, does he still have to find such an excuse?

He smiled bitterly in his heart. Fu Junhao was so big that he never bowed to people whenever and wherever, but now he is willing to bend down for her, but he is always happy!

As the Buddhist saying goes: life in the world is like living in thorns. If the heart does not move, people do not move rashly, and if they do not move, they will not hurt; If the heart moves rashly, it hurts its body and its bones, so it feels all kinds of pain in the world!

That's about it

With a little effort from each of them, they have stepped into the main hall gate. Old Fu sat solemnly on the main seat, with a dark and unhappy Mo LAN sitting next to him. Fu Ziyan was worried about Mo Lan's position.

Touching master Fu's serious eyes, Muxi's heartstrings still trembled. After all, it was her fault

Fu Junhao glanced at several people in the hall, comfortingly shook her hand and took her towards Fu Laozi.

Feeling his tenderness, muxiyan's panic decreased slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at his perfect side face, but saw that he was looking at her without trace. He was flustered at the bottom of his heart and hurriedly turned away.

Fu Junhao flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes, casually looked at old Fu and said, "Fu will hold a press conference tomorrow. This gossip meeting will be clarified. The old man doesn't have to worry too much!" he hugged her and turned directly to the revolving stairs.

Mu Xiyan was surprised and hurriedly looked at old Fu. Sure enough, the old man's face was ugly for a moment, and his steps were a little flustered, "Grandpa, I..."

However, before his words were exported, he was interrupted by a strange cold hum, "I can't control my daughter-in-law. I'm so righteous and disrespectful to my elders. When did the Fu family teach such an heir?"

"Mom!" Fu Ziyan immediately whispered, but attracted a gloomy reproach look from Mo LAN.

Muxi's voice stagnated. Looking at her gloomy face, her eyes were also cold. She not only sat down on her affair with CHEN Ye, but also accused and satirized Fu Junhao. When she shut down, she didn't want to share a common hatred to protect her own interests, but only satirized and ridiculed her own people. This kind of villain behavior is really annoying!

"Ha ha..." Fu Junhao held her hand tightly, and suddenly smiled gently. His smile was full of blood color. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes swept Mo LAN faintly. His dark eyes startled people. The strong deterrent force seemed to have a substantive blade, which made Mo Lan's back cold and his face gradually turned white.

"How about me? You don't have the qualification to manage! If it's not for the face of Grandpa and Xiaoyan, you think you can sit down and pay for the position of the last owner's wife?!" he smiled, elegant and noble, calm, but as if there were ten thousand gold, every word was full of shocking arrogance, but had to be convincing.

"I don't want to hear any voice that is bad for my wife, especially from your mouth, otherwise..." when he said this, his eyes shot Mo LAN sharply, took it back very quickly, and directly hugged Mu Xi Yan upstairs.

Mo Lan's face was white and blue, and sweat was seeping on her forehead. Fu Ziyan's face was also white. She looked at her and kept her lips open without talking!

Old Fu's face was dark and his eyes were obscure. He stared at their backs for a moment. Without looking at Mo LAN, he got up and walked out of the main hall with a crutch.

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At night, it was silent. Muxiyan lay alone in such a big bed. Even the velvet full of the bed could not moderate the coldness in her heart. As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of the figure when the man left, and the warm and cool touch on her lips was still faintly.

He maintained her in front of Mo LAN and her grandfather. She was very moved. However, this move didn't last long. Du ruo's phone came

Muxi Yan opened her eyes wide and empty, stared at the ceiling, full of bitterness and self mockery. She unexpectedly let him go so generously——

And he really went——

He forced himself to close his eyes and let the darkness devour him, but his eyes slipped through tears, but in an instant he intruded into the velvet wadding and disappeared.

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At the press conference in Fu's building, the crowd surged, and the general light was still very bright during the day. Looking at the many reporters who had gradually become good and annoying under the stage, Linda jumped up and down in a hurry.

"Uncle Fang, why don't president Fu and president Mu arrive?" Linda looked at the watch on her wrist and looked at Uncle Fang's eyes. "It's five minutes after nine o'clock? All the reporters outside are dissatisfied!"

Uncle Fang's face sank slightly. He looked at the mobile phone that couldn't be dialed, and then looked at the anxious reporters outside the field. His eyes sank. "Linda, you let people prepare tea and snacks to entertain all reporters. I'll stabilize them first. President Fu is never late. Since he promised, he will be there. This time, he must have been tripped by something, but it shouldn't be more than ten minutes!"

Looking at his determined appearance, Linda was stunned for half a second, then nodded seriously and turned to arrange hands.

Uncle Fang blinked a light at the bottom of his eyes, calmed down and turned to the stage. The calm and powerful atmosphere calmed the turbulent crowd a little, "Thank you for rushing to Fu's press conference in your busy schedule. President Fu and his wife are on their way to the press conference because of special emergencies. They will be there in about five minutes. Please use some tea and snacks first. Please forgive me if you are rude!"

The reporters looked at each other. Although they were dissatisfied, they looked at Uncle Fang's sincere appearance and saw many Fu's employees serving them. It was not easy to say anything for a while. They sat down and waited.

As time went by, the air in the hall gradually became tense, because five minutes had arrived, but none of the main leaders of the press conference arrived. The originally dissatisfied people were even more detonated explosives, which broke out in an instant.

"It's five minutes. What's the matter with you? It's Fu's press conference, but the protagonist hasn't arrived yet. I seriously doubt Fu's sincerity!"

"Yes, what's going on?!"

"Are you kidding us? Do you really think we are easy to bully?!!!"

Now there is chaos, uncle Fang's face is slightly heavy, and his voice can't stabilize the person who is extremely irritable!

"Let's wait a long time!" just then, a mellow voice floated slowly, like the music played by the cello. In the noise, it made a clear and decadent sound, which soothed the restless people in an instant.