Return of Ex-Wife: President, Please Let Me Go

The door was closed mercilessly. Xia Yi lay alone in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with both eyes.

At the moment she knew that the child existed, she fantasized more than once about how lovely the child would be after birth. If only she looked like Shen Mohan.

But now, everything is just a joke.

Tears ran across his face along the corners of his eyes and dropped on the white pillow.

After that day, Shen Mohan never appeared in the hospital again, and Xia Yi's heart no longer had any expectations.

A week later, Xia Yi walked out of the door of the hospital and remembered that she had nowhere to go. Back to Xia's house? Xia Yi laughed at herself. Although there was a father there, it was not her home.

Back to the villa? Thinking of Shen Mohan's cold face without any emotion, Xia Yi couldn't help but evoke a bitter smile.

Once she thought that being able to marry Shen Mohan was the happiest thing in her life. Now she knows that the place with Shen Mohan is her hell.

But she still reached for a taxi and went back to the villa.

"Yo, sister, you're out of the hospital. Mo Han is busy these days and didn't pick you up. Don't take it to heart." as soon as he entered the door, a delicate and artificial voice came from the living room.

Xia Yi looks up and sees Xia Moxue sitting on the sofa like a hostess. She can't help but frown. Now that my sister-in-law has hooked up with my brother-in-law, is it so aboveboard?

"My own husband, whether to pick me up or not, I don't need an outsider to explain." Xia Yi's lips were slightly hooked and cold. Xia Moxue's face suddenly became a little ugly. What she hated most was that Xia Yi was Shen Mohan's wife.

At this time, a sound came from the door. They looked at the door at the same time. Shen Mohan came from the outside in a delicate black suit against the direction of light, and his carved face didn't have any expression.

Seeing the two women facing each other in the room, Shen Mo's cold eyes were dark. His eyes paused on Xia Yi, and his eyes became deeper and bottomless.

Xia Yi's breath stagnated for a moment, but the corners of her mouth outlined a smile, "husband, you're back."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Mohan's expression solidified a little, and Xia Moxue's face was even more difficult to see.

Shen Mo's cold eyebrows frowned, and a trace of disgust floated from the bottom of his eyes. Without paying attention to Xia Yi, he raised his steps and walked directly upstairs.

It seems that she would have expected this. Xia Yi has long been used to it. Her pale little face has no fluctuation. Her glazed eyes quietly look at Shen Mohan.

Her innocent eyes make people soft, "husband, what's going on, how can my sister be here?"

Hearing Xia Yi's words, Shen Mohan's deep eyes finally fell on her face, "I let Mo Xue live here."

"Mo Han, since my sister is back, I'd better leave." Xia Moxue bit her lips tightly, as if stimulated. Looking at Shen Mo Han reluctantly, he said injured.

Shen Mo Han hugged the shaky Xia Moxue around him, "Mo Xue, it's not you who should go!"

Hearing what he wanted to hear, Xia Moxue's eyes regained their brilliance and looked at Shen Mohan affectionately.

And her voice was soft and weak, with a slight tremor, "Mo Han, is what you said true?"

"Of course."

Xia Moxue snuggled up in Shen Mo's cold arms. Two Danfeng eyes slowly glanced at Xia Yi, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were proud.

Xia Yi watched the two show their love in front of him. There was no trace of displeasure on his face, but his heart was in bursts of pain.

She took a deep breath, then took out the prepared divorce agreement from her bag, went to Shen Mohan and threw it on the tea table. "Since my brother-in-law and sister-in-law are so sincere, wouldn't you be too vicious if I don't fulfill my sister. Shen Mohan, let's divorce."

She just deliberately stimulated Xia Moxue. She wanted to use Xia Moxue to add oil and fire in front of Shen Mohan, so that she could divorce Shen Mohan smoothly.

She Xia Yi loved Shen Mohan. Yes, but her heart died the moment the child left her body.

Shen Mohan looked at the divorce agreement on the tea table. His face was so gloomy that he could drip water. He sneered with his eyes. His eyes were cold and terrible, "do you want a divorce? Oh, there's no door!"

Xia Yi looked at the man in front of her in despair. For a moment, she felt as if she was dead, and her heart was numb with pain. Mocking eyes fell on Xia Moxue's face, "Xia Moxue, do you see that this is the so-called man who loves you deeply. I've moved your position, and he doesn't want to give you a title. This is really... Deep love!"

Xia Moxue's face was hard to see the extreme in an instant, but it turned into a wronged appearance in an instant. He pulled Shen Mohan's corner of his clothes, "brother Mohan..."

Shen Mohan ignored her and suddenly approached Xia Yi's ear, "Xia Yi, do you want freedom? Unless you redeem your sins!"

With that, Shen Mohan pushed away Xia Yi. Her weak body, like an old doll, staggered back two steps.

"Shen Mohan, I have retreated like this. What do you want from me? My child is gone..."

Xia Yi roared at Shen Mohan's back upstairs, and clear tears ran down her cheeks. "In your eyes, I Xia Yi is a plaything! You pinch it in the palm of your hand and play it casually without a trace of emotion. It's your own flesh and blood. You don't feel bad at all? Shen Mohan, do you have a heart?"

Shen Mohan, who had reached the entrance of the stairs, heard Xia Yi's roar, but his heart was inexplicably pricked. Turned around, looked at Xia Yi, but saw Xia Moxue standing by with a wronged face. Inexplicably upset, "Mo Xue, go back first. I have something to say with your sister."

Xia Moxue had never seen Shen Mohan like this, so she had to pick up her bag and leave the villa.

After Xia Moxue left, Shen Mohan approached Xia Yi step by step, "what you owe me has not been paid back. Why divorce me, huh?"

He put one hand on the wall and locked Xia Yi into his arms. His powerful aura made people shudder.

"Shen Mohan, tell me what I owe you?" Xia Yi shouted wildly at the people in front of him. His tears were like a tap with the gate on. He couldn't stop. "I told you I didn't give you medicine. Why don't you believe me?"

"Oh, just give me medicine? Xia Yi, I will slowly tell you what you owe me!" the low and magnetic voice, like a dose of poison, choked Xia Yi and couldn't say a word.

Shen Mohan's deep eyes are locked on the almost crazy Xia Yi. It was a conspiracy for the Xia family to marry Xia Yi to him.

But now looking at the woman in front of him, he just felt that she was angry. He wanted to cry blood roses. He slowly lowered his head and stopped when he was about to meet Xia Yi's lips. Their posture was extremely ambiguous.

"I wonder if you were the one who cried and begged to marry me?"