Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

Maybe it's because of the pain, or maybe it's because of the lack of strength, Wenjing has been maintaining this falling posture.

Biting her lips, she droops her eyes and doesn't want to let her fragile side show in front of Mu Yuxing.

After a while, Mu Yuxing sighed and picked her up from behind.

Wen Jing was still motionless. After a while, he said in a dumb voice, "I'll break up with him."

This has always been her idea. She is not worthy of Yu Jinghuan.

Mu Yuxing didn't seem to hear it. He just took her back to the bed, put on a nightgown and walked out of the balcony.

The temperature of this spring has been a little sultry. In the big city with many tall buildings, the voice of cicada can't be heard.

He slowly lit the cigarette at his fingertips and took a deep breath.

The sharp smell of smoke lingered in the air until it penetrated into the viscera from the throat.

He wanted to look back, but between them, apart from a clear glass, there was a long distance.

There's no turning back.

Standing at the top, the bright night scene can easily be printed into the eyes, as if everything is in their own control, including - quiet.

But he did not feel a little pleasure, not at all.

He thought of the days after their marriage three years ago, and even after their divorce, they were intimate and much happier than they are now.

Don't know how long, know a cigarette gradually burn to the end, he finally turned to push open the door, directly put on the shirt left the apartment.

Wenjing had some accidents. Even when she was so desperate, she could still fall asleep and get up at seven on time. She went to see her mother first, and then went to work for Lin.

Xu Fen came to wait for her early. When she saw Wen Jing, her face was full of joy, "do you know? A company with abundant funds has given us an investment, and the only requirement is that you should continue to take charge of the Lin family as the president. When those shareholders heard the news just now, their faces were really wonderful. "

Wen Jing is slightly a Leng, calm way, "the investment company's information to me."

She suddenly remembered Mu Yuxing's words last night. Was it him?

When that man is good to a woman, he takes good care of everything.

Sure enough, when Xu Fen handed over the company's information, Wen Jing found out that the legal person behind it was Mu Yuxing.

She's not in a good mood, but she'll take it now.

"You go and get in touch with the other company. The suspension projects can be started one after another."

Xu Fen went out after answering. She leaned back in her chair, but she didn't stretch her eyebrows for a long time.

Mu Yuxing, Mu Yuxing

She whispered the name, really, love and hate

In the next few days, Wen Jing didn't see Mu Yuxing again, but she still went back to his apartment every day, but she felt relaxed when she didn't see him.

At the weekend, Wen Jing is still working overtime in Lin's office, but the Secretary suddenly comes in to report that someone is looking for her.

Just did not expect, but Yu Jinghuan dragged a big suitcase to see himself.

He was obviously just off the plane, dusty and tired.

But when he saw the warmth, he grinned warmly.

As soon as we met, he immediately came over, reached for her forehead and asked anxiously, "are you sick? How did you hang up that day?"

Wenjing subconsciously stepped back, his hand hanging in the air, a little embarrassed.

Wen Jing lowered her head and deliberately didn't see Yu Jinghuan's expression. She said in a light voice, "sorry, I was too tired that night. I didn't get sick."

Today, she is wearing a white jacket without sleeves and sharp skin.

Yu Jinghuan's eyes stopped at her neck for a long time, and her eyes gradually sank.

For a moment, no one spoke. He touched his neck in a gentle and unnatural way. The kiss mark left by the bad man could be seen for several days.

She low tunnel, "Jing Huan, we later, do not see each other."

But Yu Jinghuan laughed, his face more calm and gentle, "why?"

"It's not suitable between us."

"Not appropriate?" Yu Jinghuan obviously didn't believe it. He just looked at her deeply. "Calm, tell me what happened?"

Gentle still just smile, eyes is some trance.

After a long time, she said in a very low voice, "you know, I've never been the right person to be Mrs. Yu. I've never been."

There will be better women around him.

But it's not her.

Wenjing turned around and ran out of the office immediately. She walked very fast, as if another second later, it was really difficult for her to control her emotions.At this time, the brilliant sunlight from the landing window projected in, Yu Jinghuan stood on one side, the shadow was pulled long.

When I lift my eyes, I can't see the tranquility any more.

The following days were quiet and dull.

Lin's situation has been improving, but she has not forgotten that Zhou Shen still holds his mother's handle in his hand, which is like a bomb to explode at any time, so she has to be vigilant at all times.

She would live in Mu Yuxing's apartment every day. Sometimes Mu Yuxing would come back, and sometimes he would go back to Nancheng.

But in him, there is no taste of other women, and it is rare for him to be gentle and quiet. He and Ling Yao will call each other, as if they are not intimate.

Just, Wen Jing only thinks that this is mu Yu's behavior, leaving her the last trace of dignity.

Occasionally, when she was free, she would sit by the window and look at the prosperous city that still made her feel strange. She remembered that when they loved each other so much, she hoped to see him every minute.

Now, she has become very afraid, afraid to see him, even afraid to half a day in advance to know that he is coming back, she will become restless.

It's a long time for her.

Until late at night, Wen Jing sat up, approved a coat and went to the living room.

There was no light on in the apartment. She held a cup of hot water and sat quietly on the sofa in a daze.

In the past, what I hated most was darkness, so I had to turn on a light even when I was sleeping.

However, in the past three years, she has become more and more fond of hiding in the dark and keeping her breath low. It seems that no one will find herself.

It's early dawn recently. The warm water in Wenjing's hands is cold. When she is ready to go back to her bedroom, she looks up and a tall figure stands by the door. Her eyes fall on her. They are silent for a long time.