Mr Xu Stay in Line to Remarry

"She is Xu Yimo's wife! Do you think you'll be better if you really do it to her? " Jiao Weiwei also knows what to do, and can only move out of Xu Yimo's identity.

Although she is a daughter of the Jiao family, what these people despise most is her casual style and will not listen to her.

At the moment heard Jiao Weiwei's words, the bodyguard pause for a while, finally let go of Lin Xiahua, with Jiao Weiwei toward the outside.

Lin Xiahua sits down on the ground, covers her throat and gasps. Jiao Weiwei is taken out of the door and turns to look at the bodyguard coldly: "I'll go with you, but this is my friend. There are many things for me here. I'll go after I've finished packing."

"Miss Jiao!" The first bodyguard looked at Jiao Weiwei displeasantly.

Jiao Weiwei looked up at the bodyguard coldly and pulled out a cold radian from the corner of her lip: "how? It's the Jiao family that keeps you so well that they don't even know how to listen to me? "

The first bodyguard frowned and did not answer.

Jiao Weiwei stepped forward and looked at his sneering cold hum: "you still think that you big men can't stop me as a woman."

"Ask Miss Jiao to pack up and leave with us as soon as possible!" The bodyguard of the head looks at Jiao Weiwei without expression, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Jiao Weiwei took a look at them, took Lin Xiahua and took her into the apartment, closed the door, and quickly checked the injury on Lin Xiahua's neck, with a heartache on her face: "it's all my fault. You don't have to do this. Anyway, I'm also the apple of the eye of the Jiao family. They dare not do anything."

"Don't you want to go back to see Jiao Ming? I'm afraid you'll suffer. " Lin Xiahua took Jiao Weiwei's hand and sighed: "do you really want to go back?"

"Of course, although I don't want to go back, I have to face what I have to face." Jiao Weiwei light smile, eyes have a touch of complex: "I think, really not even."

Lin Xiahua helps her to tidy up her suitcase, and even if she says that the amount is not enough, she also knows that what she says is the feelings for Jiao Ming.

There are some sour, sometimes she really admire Jiao Weiwei, it can be said to put down, love is magnificent, go is also magnificent.

"By the way, if you and Xu Yimo really can't do it, don't hold on." Jiao Weiwei put her small ornaments in the trunk and said, "since you can't wait, it doesn't belong to you, so it's useless to force."

She has seen through a lot now. There are so many people in the world who will always meet someone who is good to them. Why bother with someone who doesn't belong to them.

Lin Xiahua's hand's movement is tiny, deep way: "I'm afraid he and I are not so easy to separate."

Jiao Wei Wei Leng for a while, strange looking at her: "you divorce is good, how can not separate?"

She is Xu Yimo's plaything. Because she is a plaything, she has to be tired of playing before she can leave. But now he is still enjoying the pleasure of crushing her. How can he escape easily.

"Well. There will be a day Lin Xiahua's eyes flashed and decided not to continue this topic. She looked at Jiao Weiwei and nodded.

When Jiao Weiwei left, he gave her a diamond ring. Looking at her, he said, "this is what I bought. I don't like it now. It's just for you as a souvenir."

Lin Xiahua looked at the ring and thought it was very exquisite, but it seemed that it was a long time ago. Now she took it back, but she didn't pay attention to it.

Send Jiao Weiwei downstairs, on the car, looking at the black car gradually disappeared in the line of sight, Lin Xiahua's mind suddenly flashed Xu Yimo's frozen face.

If only I could be so free and easy.

Turning to go upstairs, she closed the door and cleaned up the mess in the room. Not long after she sat down, she heard a knock at the door.

She thought it was Jiao Weiwei who came back. She quickly got up to open the door, but saw Mingjiang standing at the door. His dark eyes looked at him, smiling a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Xiahua looks at him strangely.

"Ah, I cooked the soup at home, thinking that you are so thin and should make up for it, so I brought it to you." Mingjiang looked at her smile bright, a pair of dark eyes full of light.

Lin Xiahua glanced at the fresh-keeping box in Mingjiang's hand and said, "I don't want to drink soup now. I just had a meal."

She did have dinner with Jiao Weiwei just now, and now she has nothing else to eat.

Moreover, she knew Mingjiang's careful exploration and concern for herself, but she knew that she could not be with him at all.

Seeing her refusal, Ming Jiang Dijun looked slightly disappointed, but he still looked at her persistently: "this soup tastes good. You can have some."

His voice some helpless, a pair of brilliant black eyes full of expectations, looking at her, some slightly lost.

Lin Xiahua also wants to refuse, but it seems that there is a flash in the corridor. Thinking of the media outside these days, they are all pervasive.At the moment, she pulls Mingjiang into the room, closes the door, looks at him and explains: "it seems that there is a reporter outside just now. Don't come to me in the future. I'm spreading gossip now, and it's not good for you."

Ming Jiang is a public figure as a model. Besides, being with a person with a stain like himself will have an impact on his career.

Mingjiang's original bright look darkened in a moment after hearing Lin Xiahua's explanation, but he still clearly laughed with mild eyebrows: "it's my thoughtlessness, but since I came in, I'd like to try this soup."

With that, he reached out and opened the incubator. Inside was the carefully cooked fish soup. As soon as it was opened, the delicious smell would spread, and the white fish was tight and delicate.

This soup looks really good. Lin Xiahua looks at his eager appearance and thinks it's not appropriate to refuse again, so he sits down and drinks a little symbolically.

Mingjiang looked at her drink, lips warm smile even more, eyes burning at her: "this fish pond good to drink?"

"Well." Lin Xiahua tasted some and nodded.

Mingjiang looked at her drink soup, a face of satisfaction, eyes turned, he looked at her and said: "in fact, I'm here to apologize to you, last time I did things outside too impulsive, I'm sorry for the trouble you caused."

Lin Xiahua drinks soup, don't understand how he suddenly so formal apology, suddenly think of the last time he held his hand in the rain.

It's been a long time. I didn't expect that he was still thinking about it.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care." Lin Xiahua smile, clear eyes light looking at him: "you will not be tangled that matter to me to send the fish soup?"

She was surprised that what he did so attentively was that he was obsessed with what happened last time.

"Yes, but not all of them." Ming Jiang light smile, dark eyes don't have deep meaning of looking at her, lips moved, want to say what didn't say.

Does she really feel nothing about his feelings for her?