Mr.CEO's Priceless Ex-wife

Jiang Yiming nervously opens the note Qiao Xiaoxiao handed him. He sees the message Qiao Xiaoxiao wants to pass to him. It's false. It's undeniable that Jiang Yiming just feels that Mu Jingjing's temperament has changed greatly and doesn't suspect that the whole person is pretending. It's really great in the world.

He flushed the note into the sewer, washed his hands, calmly returned to the table and pretended that he didn't know the truth.

Qiao Xiaoxiao also avoids making eye contact with Jiang Yiming, lest the troupe leader doubt again and tie him up, which is bad.

When night fell and the lights were on, people came and went in the streets outside. Everyone strolled in twos and threes. The convenience store on the street hung bright signs and put exotic songs in the store. The cashier was concentrating on the settlement amount and dared not make any mistakes.

Several young people carrying beer bottles, step by step, step by step, break the rest time, which is particularly careless.

The night wind always steals a slight coolness. Jiang Yiming pulls down his coat and drapes it over Mu Jingjing's shoulder.

"Thank you." Mu Jingjing smiled.

"You're so polite to me." Jiang Yiming stretched out his hand and swept Mu Jingjing's waist. He saw that she looked a little unnatural.

Jiang Yiming thought about the note written by Qiao Xiaoxiao during the day. If Mu Jingjing in front of her is false, what does she have to do?

"Why did you go home in the middle of the night after you finished your hair yesterday?" Jiang Yiming remembered the disappearance of Mu Jingjing yesterday.

At about midnight last night, the fake Mu Jingjing quietly opened the door and startled herself when she entered the living room. It turned out that Jiang Yiming was still sitting on the sofa all night waiting for the real Mu Jingjing to come back.

Fake Mu Jingjing recalled that she was a little nervous last night. She went back to her room without explaining the reason why she was tired when she came back at night. She left the door early this morning and ignored Jiang Yiming. Now she has to find someone to prevaricate with.

Mu Jingjing held her hands on her chest, pretended to be calm, and said faintly, "Oh, I forgot the time when I had dinner with a friend last night."

"I see. If so, remember to call me in the future. It makes me worry that something happened to you." Jiang Yiming took out the key while talking, inserted it into the key hole, gently twisted the door and opened it.

"OK."

Mu Jingjing stepped into the house first, put on her slippers and went straight back to the room. "I'll wash the clothes first. I feel so tired."

Jiang Yiming looked at her back and stood in a daze, thinking about why these people deliberately weave lies.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, disturbing Jiang Yiming's thoughts. He also followed him back to the room, changed his home clothes, lay down at the head of the bed and flipped through the magazine at will.

Jiang Yiming turned off the bright incandescent lamp, turned on the small orange table lamp at the head of the bed, and waited for mu Jingjing to take a bath.

The door came crashing, and Mu Jingjing came out wrapped in a bathrobe with the sound of a few drops of water dripping from the faucet recently. She was stunned as soon as she stretched out a leg. Does Jiang Yiming want to make out with her?

"What are you looking at?" Mu Jingjing thinks it's not good not to talk. After all, the real Mu Jingjing and he are close lovers.

She went to the dressing table, took out the hair dryer from the drawer and began to blow her hair. The wind made her unable to hear Jiang Yiming's answer.

She saw Jiang Yiming coming to her from the mirror, took the hair dryer in her hand and began to dry her hair. She could feel Jiang Yiming's unique touch and a slight itch on her scalp.

"You didn't like blowing your hair before. I pestered you to blow dry every time you washed it. This time, I was obedient. I took it out and did it myself." Jiang Yiming spoke softly and carefully stirred Mu Jingjing's wet hair.

Mu Jingjing looks at herself in the mirror. Her face is a little hot. It's not the muggy in the bathroom or the hot air from the hair dryer. It's the reaction of her body.

"I don't want to disturb you because you're reading. It's rare that I'm so good. Do you have any reward?" Mu Jingjing said sweetly, afraid to arouse Jiang Yiming's suspicion.

As soon as he said it, the wind stopped. Jiang Yiming leaned down, put his arms around Mu Jingjing's neck, and slowly opened his mouth to Mu Jingjing's ears: "I'll reward you."

Mu Jingjing felt that Jiang Yiming's lips touched her skin, and she stood up in fear.

"You didn't take a bath and despised you." Mu Jingjing retracted into bed. "Go take a bath. I'm tired."

This is clearly a deliberate evasion. Jiang Yiming didn't want to touch her and responded readily: "OK."

The next morning, the troupe leader still asked Qiao Xiaoxiao to accompany her to the company. She didn't quite understand what the troupe leader wanted to do in the company. Yesterday, she didn't see any small moves. She just looked at the documents and moved the computer. Anyway, staring at him and setting fire to find something, Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't refuse. He obediently followed the troupe leader and went out.

The troupe leader still let Qiao Xiaoxiao walk into the company on his own. It was clearly a trick to show these employees and confuse them, because mu Zehao really returned to the company.

After entering the president's office, Qiao Xiaoxiao was abandoned. The troupe leader pretended to sit in Mu Zehao's position and looked up the documents, while Qiao Xiaoxiao could only sit on the sofa and pass the time bored. She couldn't ask the troupe leader what he wanted. She could only stare at him from time to time.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Qiao Xiaoxiao glanced at the glass door. Mu Zehao's secretary came in with a pile of documents. It seems that mu Zehao has been absent recently. Many things in the company are managed by his secretary. Now mu Zehao naturally came to report the situation as soon as he came back. Unfortunately, mu Zehao is not true.

"Mr. mu, this is the document processed by the company during your recent absence. Have a look." The secretary handed the document to the troupe leader. The troupe leader glanced at Qiao Xiaoxiao and seemed to be transmitting some information.

Qiao Xiaoxiao knew it clearly. He stepped forward and warmly greeted the Secretary, "Oh, it's hard for you these days. I brought you a gift from the town and left it at home. I'll bring it to you next time."

As she spoke, she approached the troupe leader, put her hand on the troupe leader's shoulder, joked with the Secretary, and kept glancing at the embarrassed face of the troupe leader. It seems that he doesn't know too many words and won't read these data reports.

Qiao Xiaoxiao leaned down, glanced at the contents of the document and said happily, "it's really good. You manage well when Ze Hao is away."

The troupe leader immediately understood Qiao Xiaoxiao's meaning. It seemed that there was no problem with these documents. With a knowing smile, he closed the documents and echoed, "hard work, good work."

"No, no, that's what I should do." The Secretary happily answered, "if there's nothing else, I'll go out first.

The troupe leader nodded calmly and watched the Secretary disappear. Only then did he relax.

"Thank you." There was a trace of gratitude in the eyes of the troupe leader.

Qiao Xiaoxiao took back his hand, looked disdainfully at the succulent plants on the table and fiddled with them with his fingers, "I'm not for you, I'm for mu Zehao. As long as you don't hurt him, I'll help you."

The head of the troupe raised his mouth and sneered, "don't worry, I won't touch him for the time being."

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at these small tenacious lives on the table and hoped that mu Zehao could turn bad into good.

At noon after work, Qiao Xiaoxiao and the troupe leader met mu zekun and Mu Lingqi as soon as they left the office. It was really a narrow road for their friends. Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that if they found that mu Zehao in front of them was not the real mu Zehao, they had to take advantage of the opportunity to swallow the company.

She thought about how to deal with it, but saw mu zekun nodding to the troupe leader. Qiao Xiaoxiao felt strange. Mu zekun used to see mu Zehao sarcastic and tit for tat. How did he feel strange today.

Conspiracy, Qiao Xiaoxiao suspected that there seemed to be a conspiracy between them.

She thought that a troupe leader could not know the whereabouts of himself and mu Zehao so well, unless someone cooperated inside and outside and created a conspiracy. But this is just doubt. What if you think too much.

"Look at you, your tie is crooked." Qiao Xiaoxiao immediately blocked the front of the troupe leader, stood on tiptoe and intimately tied his tie.

The troupe leader frowned, "what are you doing?"

"Acting, you should be more intimate in front of outsiders, or you will be suspected." Qiao Xiaoxiao winked at the troupe leader. Her playful appearance made the troupe leader think she was really thinking of herself.

"I'll go to the bathroom so I don't have to wait for the elevator with them." Qiao Xiaoxiao tried to avoid contact in order not to make them suspicious.

Then he smiled brightly at mu Zehao and walked to the bathroom in the middle of the corridor.

Seeing this scene, Mu Lingqi's eyes were full of disgust. He felt really uncomfortable. Why did Qiao Xiaoxiao always stay by his side and follow Qiao Xiaoxiao for the reason of going to the toilet.

Qiao Xiaoxiao felt that there was someone behind him. As soon as he looked back, he was forced into a corner by Mu Lingqi.

"It's you. Scare me." Qiao Xiaoxiao patted his chest, looked at Mu Lingqi's eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "do you have anything to say to me?"

"Xiao Xiao, leave mu Zehao. You still help him when he hurts you like that." Mu Lingqi clenched his fist angrily.

Qiao Xiaoxiao shriveled her mouth. She wanted to leave mu Zehao now. She pulled a face and replied coldly, "you don't care about my business."

"Xiao Xiao, I always have you in my heart. Back to me, I must be a hundred times better than mu Zehao." Mu Lingqi's eyes were gentle and confessed to Qiao Xiaoxiao again.

This man always likes to talk about all kinds of good promises, and he has actually done very little. Besides, a good horse doesn't eat back, and Qiao Xiaoxiao has no Mu Lingqi in his heart.

"Stop talking. It's impossible for me to talk to you. Don't pester me anymore." Qiao Xiaoxiao pushes Mu Lingqi away and wants to leave.

Mu Lingqi grabbed Qiao Xiaoxiao's arm and threatened fiercely: "Qiao Xiaoxiao, you can only be mine in the end."

"Hum." Qiao Xiaoxiao felt funny and said coldly, "let go of me, or I'll hear the whole building when I shout. I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed at that time."

After hearing this, Mu Lingqi loosened his hands and looked at the back of Qiao Xiaoxiao who decided to leave. Naturally, he was somewhat unwilling.

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at the troupe leader and mu zekun. They were waiting two meters apart. She walked gracefully over in high heels, took the troupe leader's arm, and asked coquettishly, "have you been waiting for a long time."

"No." The troupe leader replied calmly.

At this time, Mu Lingqi also came back. Coincidentally, the elevator also came at this time. The four people entered the same space with unnecessary thoughts.

Qiao Xiaoxiao and mu Zehao stood in front. She leaned her head against mu Zehao's shoulder and saw Mu Lingqi's face very angry with the rest of her eyes, but mu zekun didn't have any expression change. According to the previous mood of Mu zekun competing with mu Zehao, it was impossible. She thought and was full of doubt.