Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Hang YunRuo was shaken up by Mu Jingyang. When he ate, it was already more than seven o'clock in the morning. After getting up and washing, he was still sleepy at the table.

"Hello. Little misty egg, your bread is going to be fed to your nose Mu Jingyang gently patted hang YunRuo's small face, some funny looking at hang YunRuo's confused appearance.

"Autumn is the season of sleepiness. It's amazing. Why aren't you sleepy? " Hang YunRuo pats Mu Jingyang's hand and blinks at him.

"Just used to it!" Mu Jingyang laughingly replied, and put fried eggs in front of hang YunRuo. He nodded to hang YunRuo and motioned to her to eat the fried eggs.

"Can I not eat it?" Hang YunRuo wrinkled her nose and said with disgust that she hated this kind of oily fried eggs most, but mu Jingyang thought that having eggs for breakfast could supplement more energy.

"No way!" The gentleness on Mu Jingyang's face turned into seriousness. Push the fried egg in front of Hangzhou YunRuo again. If you don't eat, I won't go.

"Eat... Eat..." hang YunRuo reluctantly took a bite of oily eggs, forced to endure the feeling of nausea to eat. Looking up at Mu Jingyang, I found that he looked at himself with a smile on his face.

"You..." hang Yun ruogang wanted to say something. The cell phone in the bedroom rings suddenly, and hang YunRuo's eyes light up instantly. Is there any reply to the resume delivered yesterday?

Hang YunRuo quickly threw away the eggs, and ran to the bedroom like a rabbit, looking at the strange phone on the screen. Some got through excitedly.

"Hello. Excuse me, are you miss hang Yun Ruohang? I'm the personnel specialist of Luoyun. I received your resume yesterday. I also saw your work. The school is very satisfied with your work and has learned about your previous situation, but I still need to ask you some questions. "

When this person received hang YunRuo's resume, the whole person was in a state of dizziness. Hang YunRuo is one of the best young painters now. If she can really be employed as a teacher in the school, the students will learn a lot.

What's more, she is the brain powder of hang YunRuo, and so are many teachers in the school. She has been to her painting exhibition together before.

"OK, you can ask me any questions you have." hang YunRuo controlled his excitement and forced himself to calm down.

"I know you are a very famous painter. You have held art exhibitions and won many awards in painting. You have already made such achievements. Why do you want to be a teacher in university? In other words, can you work in Luoyun for a long time? "

"I want to be a teacher, there are two aspects to consider," hang YunRuo seriously thought for a while, then cautiously replied.

"First of all, I think students' creativity and imagination are more powerful. They are not limited and have less shackles in mind. If I have more contact with them, we can improve each other and help my future works."

"Second, I want to experience more lifestyles. If I become a teacher of Luoyun, I will try my best to tell more people what I have learned. "

If hang Yun didn't say that, there was always a little sense of crisis in her heart. She didn't want to become a woman isolated from the world. After her husband came home, she could only tell her husband what was good in the food market and what had gone up in price.

Although she doesn't have so many definite things for her future life, she clearly knows that she doesn't want to become a boring woman and live in her husband's face.

Thank you very much for your reply. Are you free at ten this morning? If it's convenient, you can bring your work to the school for an interview. "

"OK, no problem!" Hang YunRuo was already a little excited, but his tone was still calm“ Well, I'll send the address to your mobile phone. Please check it

"Yes, thank you."

Hang up the phone, hang YunRuo jumped up in situ, holding the mobile phone constantly rotating, with a smile on his face, and looked at the mobile phone, gave a hard kiss, and then rushed to the wardrobe in front of constantly looking for clothes.

Mu Jingyang looks at hang YunRuo's happy energy, and his face is also full of smiles. However, seeing hang YunRuo kiss his mobile phone, his face is a little strange, and his good-looking smile instantly becomes a little ugly.

"Hang YunRuo, don't you love me anymore? You kiss your cell phone, can't see me standing at the door? You don't even kiss me at the door. I think you really don't love me anymore... "

Mu Jingyang looks at hang YunRuo pretending to be angry. Hang YunRuo stands by the wardrobe and looks at Mu Jingyang. There is a trace of caring for the mentally handicapped children in his eyes.

"I'll send you to the interview..." Mu Jingyang walks up to hang YunRuo and gives him a big kiss. Hang YunRuo escapes from Mu Jingyang's arms and shakes his head seriously.

"No, I'm going to be a teacher. If you go again, I'm worried that I'll make trouble. Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile. Do you understand?"

Hang YunRuo is still worried that the people of Mu family are honest for a while, and they will become ready to move again. In addition to what happened before, she should not attract anyone's attention.

"Well, let me know after your interview and I'll pick you up!" Mu Jingyang looked at his watch. It was nearly eight o'clock, and after kissing hang YunRuo's white face, he was reluctant to go to work.

Hang YunRuo chooses a pure white cotton skirt in his wardrobe. It looks neat and beautiful as if it's a fairy of fireworks.

"Good morning, president!" When Mu Jingyang arrived at the company, Liu Zheng was already waiting outside his office. Mu Jingyang nodded slightly and motioned Liu Zheng to come in with him.

"You should have received the audio and files. The current situation is like this. I don't know what else you have to tell me?"

Liu Zheng asked respectfully. He didn't express his doubts about hang Guocheng's accidental death. On the one hand, he thought that the president could certainly think of it. On the other hand, if the president didn't want to go into the matter deeply, it would be no good to mention it himself.

"I think it's very likely that hang Guocheng is YunRuo's own father, but now there is no conclusive evidence. You need to check this to see if you can find more exact evidence, "said Mu Jingyang with a frown.

"Another point, the old gentleman would say that hang Guocheng died of drowning, but the loopholes in his confession and record are very obvious. I think there must be something strange in it. Liu Zheng, please check how hang Guocheng died!"

In Mu Jingyang's world, I have seen too many intrigues. Are those accidents really accidents? If it was drowning, why did the autopsy report say there was no sediment in the nose?

"All right!" Liu Zheng nodded and was about to leave the room, but he was stopped by Mu Jingyang.

"I don't want a third person to know about this, including YunRuo!" Mu Jingyang's face was serious, and the expression on his face was faintly worried.

He worried that hang YunRuo would fall into chaos again and that she would not accept that her father, whom she had missed for many years, was not her own father.

More worried that hang YunRuo could not accept his father's death. He didn't want her to know the dirty and cruel truth.

His cloud if, as long as enjoy happiness. As long as you are happy every day, as long as you can find something new every day and feel satisfied.