Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

For a long time, when the woman's back is about to disappear, Mu Jingyang's thin lips are slightly raised. Deep voice echoed slowly behind hang YunRuo: "hang YunRuo, I'll give you time to think about it. You can choose 10 million and remarry by yourself."

He has a low voice. Deep eyes have been staring at hang YunRuo's back, until hang YunRuo's back completely disappeared. He turned and left.

Hang YunRuo, pale, staggers back to the exhibition. One accidentally almost fell down.

"YunRuo, are you ok?" A pair of powerful hands quietly hold hang YunRuo's arm.

Hang YunRuo raised his head, slightly holding the corner of his mouth, trying to smile. Shake your head“ Elder martial brother, I'm fine. I'm just a little sick. It just blew. I have a headache. I'll go back and have a rest. Please look after me here

"Good. You can rest assured. Shall I help you through? "

"No more." Hang YunRuo shakes his head and walks slowly to the lounge behind the gallery with his arms in his arms.

Fang Yongchen's eyes were deep and his lips were thin. Looking at hang YunRuo's face, he always felt that something had happened.

Black Maserati stops at the entrance of the gallery again, and Mu Jingyang gets off with long legs. The long white fingers clasp the buttons of the suit gracefully. He walked into the gallery in high spirits. But he was stopped by the same tall and thin figure.

"President Mu? This is Fang Yongchen. Hang YunRuo's elder martial brother, if it's convenient, let's talk about it. " Fang Yongchen stood in front of the powerful, noble and cold Mu Jingyang, with a slight pick in her eyes.

Mu Jingyang's cold eyes slightly coagulated and looked at the man in front of him. His thin lips lifted up a wanton radian and sneered: "OK, what do you want to talk about?"

"This way, please." Fang Yongchen raised his arm and politely invited Mu Jingyang to the lounge of the gallery.

In the lounge

Mu Jingyang's legs are folded, and his elegant posture makes people feel full of air. He sits on the sofa, with a cold and fierce face, listening to Fang Yongchen's words.

"President Mu, I've heard what YunRuo said. Since the film infringes president Mu, as YunRuo's elder martial brother, I'm willing to apologize to Mr Mu for her and compensate Mr Mu for his loss. I'll compensate president Mu for the ten million yuan."

"You pay? No need Mu Jingyang sneered and raised his tea cup gracefully.

After the tea and the words, it's time for him to go.

When he got to the door, Mu Jingyang's tall figure suddenly turned around. He slightly turned his head and looked down at Fang Yongchen, who was stunned behind him. His thin lips were raised, his cold voice was loud, overbearing and merciless: "this is a matter between hang YunRuo and me, and we don't need outsiders to intervene. Also, don't try to touch hang YunRuo. She doesn't belong to you. "

"President Mu, please stay..."

"Bang", Fang Yongchen's words had not finished, the door was thrown by Mu Jingyang.

Mu Jingyang out of the lounge, looking for the figure of hang YunRuo, but did not see hang YunRuo.

The ring tone of the mobile phone suddenly rings. Mu Jingyang's slender finger presses the answer button, and his eyebrow suddenly tightens. With a sneer, he cuts off the phone and walks away slowly.

Hang YunRuo thought that the days behind would not be peaceful, but Fang Yongchen didn't tell hang YunRuo that he had seen Mu Jingyang.

So from hang YunRuo's point of view, it was Mu Jingyang who fired such a shot and then disappeared.

So that hang YunRuo has always suspected that what happened before was an illusion.

The exhibition was a great success and the celebration came as scheduled.

The champagne popped open.

"Cheers

The sound of congratulation, the sound of wine glass collision, hang YunRuo's painting exhibition is very successful.

Her dark and bright eyes swept all the smiling faces and tried to smile.

Although hang YunRuo was afraid of Mu Jingyang's claim for infringement, she didn't make it public, so it didn't have any impact on her painting exhibition.

However, according to her understanding of Mu Jingyang, he is not such a willing person. If there is no news, it is often the worst news.

It's like the calm on the eve of a storm.

Behind the tranquility is actually a sea of clouds. The black clouds are not far away.

Think of this, hang Yun if pupil Mou a shrink.

What do you really want? Hang YunRuo vaguely sees a familiar figure coming towards her. He is frightened and uneasy, but he tries his best to cover it up. Mu Jingyang is not willing to give up.

Hang YunRuo held her hand tightly and watched Mu Jingyang's slender figure coming towards her step by step,

"Standing here alone blowing? Are you waiting for me? "

Deep voice in the night sky, Mu Jingyang pacing to hang YunRuo side.

He slightly picked eyebrows, handsome eyebrows with a touch of rogue breath, looked down at the woman in front of him, thin lips with a shallow smile.

Hang YunRuo was stunned and looked at Mu Jingyang warily: "what are you doing here?"

"If I don't come, won't you be very disappointed? How can you celebrate without me?" Mu Jingyang's thick skin is amazing.

Hang YunRuo frowned and stepped back with a helpless but disgusting face. She said, "I didn't invite you. Please leave."

"Why do you despise me? Do you still paint me when you dislike me? Women, why are they always so duplicative. " Mu Jingyang leaned over to hang YunRuo and looked at her. His eyes were dark and deep, with a little deep heat, as if he was telling his long thoughts.