Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Yu Su Bai is in a bad mood. He stares at several security guards at Xiang's door and turns blue. He felt in his heart that he was really unlucky this year. Even attending an auction can produce so many things.

"Mr. Bao An, I really just want to see hang Guocheng's paintings. If the price is right, I don't mind buying them. Can you let me in? "

Yu Su Bai handed the invitation card to several security guards, but the security guard didn't seem to see Yu Su Bai's hand. There is still no expression on his face, just staring at Yu Su Bai tightly.

"I could have come to the auction on time. But I didn't expect that when I took a taxi, the car always refused to carry. I finally got the car, and the car had a flat tire... "

Yu Su Bai has a runny nose and tears. He cries to several security guards, who keep rolling their eyes at Yu Su Bai. But there was still no expression on his face.

"Ah. Who is this man? " Seeing a strange man dangling around in front of his house, he gets out of the car and drags Yu SuBai to question the security guard.

"Master. He said that he would take part in the auction... He also said that if the auction is over, if the price is suitable, he would like to buy hang Guocheng's painting! "

A security guard replied. He glared at the man. See Yu Su white dress is ordinary, hair is messy, like a tramp in general.

"The right price? How much can you offer? Thousands? Tens of thousands? Or hundreds of thousands? " South cold snorted. He rolled his eyes to Yu Su Bai

"I've sold hang Guocheng's paintings to others. You can go now!" South helpless waved to want to drive away Yu Su Bai.

"Who did you sell it to? Can you tell me about the buyer? I want to visit. Let's see who is so predestined with me

Yu Su Bai pretends that he can't see the drive and disdain to the South and says with a smile. He took a look south at Yu Su Bai. He muttered to himself. This man has a brain problem.

But there was a funny smile. The man in front of me is so ink. So stubborn, if let Mu Jingyang and hang YunRuo meet, it is estimated that the two people will be angry with this man.

"I'll give you the address. Go and see for yourself! If it's fate, maybe this painting can still be given to you! "

Yu Su Bai didn't know whether he had a bad brain or thought too much. He even took this kind of words seriously. He took a taxi valiantly, and the car stopped at the door of a villa in less than 20 minutes.

"Mu house?" Yu Su Bai looked at the address in his hand and was stunned. There were a lot of people surnamed mu in Hangzhou, but for people with so much money to live in such a big villa, it is estimated that only the president Mu who always appeared in the news media.

Yu Su Bai smiles silently and thinks it's all fate. I've just met hang YunRuo, and I'll see this interesting woman in another place in a few hours.

"Young master, there is a gentleman named Yu who wants to see the young granny..." the housekeeper scratched his head and said, puzzled. What's wrong with the family today? It's disturbing.

"Mr. Yu?" Hang YunRuo gets up from the bedroom in a daze, rubs his painful head and asks in surprise.

Mu Jingyang watched hang YunRuo get up, went to her side, gently touched her forehead, and asked how hang YunRuo felt now.

Hang YunRuo smiles and shakes his head, indicating that he is OK. Mu Jingyang looks at hang YunRuo's face, which is much better than just now, so he doesn't say much. He holds hang YunRuo in the living room and asks the housekeeper to call Yu Supai in.

"Yunrong, we meet again! We are really predestined Yu SuBai walked into the living room and said with a big smile. Hang YunRuo also drew a smile on his face, but mu Jingyang's face darkened.

"What's Mr. Yu doing here?" Mu Jingyang doesn't like this man. It should be said that he doesn't like all the men who appear in front of hang YunRuo.

"I heard that you bought hang Guocheng's works? To tell you the truth, I also like hang Guocheng's paintings very much. I've studied many of them before, but I've never seen them close up, so I think... "

Yu Su Bai has a embarrassed smile on his face. He really wants to see the painting, but he is worried that Mu Jingyang and hang Yun will not show their paintings to others.

"Jingyang, where is the painting?" If hang YunRuo understands Yu Su Bai's idea, he pulls Mu Jingyang's sleeve. Mu Jingyang stares at Yu Su Bai a little unhappy, and then orders the housekeeper to take Yu Su Bai to the study.

"This painting... The perfect fusion of despair and hope makes people feel unspeakable. The color contrast is perfect, and the details are more profound, perfect, perfect!"

Yu Su Bai looked at the painting and marveled. Hang YunRuo nodded to one side and agreed with Yu Su Bai very much.

"What else do you see in this picture?" Hang YunRuo remembers the sadness and despair in her heart when she saw the painting for the first time. She wants to know if yu Supai has such a feeling.

But after watching for a long time, I found that Yu Su Bai did not have too many emotional changes except for full appreciation and love. Some wonder why they feel that way.

"Mr. Yu, you've finished the painting, and it's late, so I won't leave you at home for dinner!" Mu Jingyang looked at the two people began to talk around the painting, his heart rose a stream of jealousy.

"But..." Yu Su Bai didn't enjoy watching it, and even didn't take a picture. Some of them were unwilling to struggle for a little more time.

"How can you have so many but..." Mu Jingyang waved impatiently. He pulled hang YunRuo and held hang YunRuo tightly. The meaning of swearing sovereignty was very obvious.

Yu Su Bai gave a smile, but he didn't want to leave. He took out his camera and kept changing his angle and shooting.

"I'll get a cup of tea and you'll talk." Hang YunRuo patted Mu Jingyang on the shoulder, went to the kitchen and began to make tea.

"I said, Mr. Yu, do you have anything to do with Erlang God?" Mu Jingyang suddenly made a sound on the sofa. Yu Su Bai, who asked this question, was stunned. He put down his camera and looked back at Mu Jingyang.

"Otherwise, how can you catch up with the smell and keep haunting every day?" Mu Jingyang held his arm in front of his chest, and the expression on his face became colder and colder.

"You..." Yu Su Bai half day slow God, Mu Jingyang this bastard said his wheezing dog ah, but wheezing dog how, that is also the God of the dog well.

"If I'm xiaotiangou, you're Zhu Bajie. Miss Gao is pestering others to be your wife!"

Yu Su Bai, unwilling to be outdone, replied that he was glad to see Mu Jingyang gnashing his teeth with anger. In the heart turned a white eye, dark poke of smile.

"You're the kind of person I've heard in other people's mouths before." Mu Jingyang glared at Yu Su Bai, slowly spitting out three words - annoying!