First Marriage, then love: wife, never divorce

When he thought of this, he could not help but smile mockingly. He, Dongfang Mo, was not so easy to take down, but… …

Originally, this was the best time to confront Dongfang Jun face to face, but since Ahao had told him another piece of news, this piece of news also made him excited.

Alright, temporarily delaying the showdown with Dongfang Jun. at the moment, he had to capture that woman. That damn woman had actually learned this move of his and escaped.

Two years ago, when he found out that the woman in one inch ink city was not Xi Muru, he immediately sent people to keep an eye on Nangong Xun because he was sure that Nangong Xun had faked it back then and used Xi Muxue to replace Xi Muru So the Real Xi Muru should still be in Nangong Xun’s hands.

However, for the past three years, the people who had been staring at Nangong Xun all said that they did not notice that he had Xi Muru by his side. Of course, Nangong Xun was in Singapore and there was no lack of women by his side, but it was not Xi Muru.

That night, Dongfang Mo had insomnia in bed. This was the second time in five years that he had insomnia.

The first time was five years ago when he found out that Xi Muru had a miscarriage. That was the night before he went abroad. He lay in bed all night and could not sleep.

And now, after five years, when he found out that she was still somewhere in the world, living in a perfect state, he had insomnia again.

AHAO’s call came three days later. That day, he was bored and took a fishing rod to go fishing by the reservoir at Binhai. At that time, a fish took the bait. He was about to pull the rod back when Ahao’s call came in.

He felt a little helpless, and finally decided to let the fish bite the bait on the fishing rod again. He answered the phone first and then took out his cell phone from his trouser bag.

Ahao’s slightly excited voice sounded on the phone, “boss, Ahao said that the investigation has made progress. He said that a week later, there will be an international oil painting exhibition in France. Among the artists participating in the oil painting exhibition, there is a lady named Yan Ru, and this photo of Yan ru is exactly the same as Xi Muxue’s photo… “. . .”

Yan Ru A deep smile appeared on his face.

After all, she was a woman who studied painting. She couldn’t even give herself a fake surname without color. From this, one could tell that she wasn’t an ordinary idiot.

Alright, Yan Ru, an art exhibition in France. Then, I’ll visit your paintings. Then, of course, we’ll discuss it again while we’re at it… …

Thinking of this, he began to look forward to the upcoming trip to France.

It seemed that in the past five years, he hadn’t looked forward to anything for a long time. And this time, he was really looking forward to it. He really wanted to see how that woman was doing now?

Also, was the child in her belly still… still alive?

After Dongfang Mo finished receiving the phone, the fish that he had caught under his fishing rod was struggling hard.

It was obvious that he was too greedy and had swallowed the fish hook. Now that he wanted to escape, how could he still have a chance?

He slowly pulled the fish that was hooked onto the fishing hook over and used his hand to catch it. He looked at the bucket of fish next to him and slipped his hand, putting the fish in.

Looking at the blood-covered mouth of the fish that was covered in bruises from struggling, he shook his head and sighed softly, “don’t blame me. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being too greedy. Many times, you have to eat until you’re satisfied. If you’re too greedy, you’ll eventually die from overeating. ”