Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Mu Jingyang, sitting in the car, waved to hang YunRuo with a smile on his brow. The corners of the lips are curved.

"YunRuo, get in the car."

Hang YunRuo shook his head helplessly, opened the door and sat on it.

"Won't you change before you go out?" Mu Jingyang looked at hang YunRuo in disgust. There's a piece of paint in the corner of her dress.

"If you don't mind, I'll lose face and go away!" Hang YunRuo is a little annoyed. Just as it happens, if he is despised, Mu Jingyang will not be entangled again.

"Driver. Drive. " Mu Jingyang told the driver not to say a word. The car drove flat ahead.

Hang YunRuo underestimates Mu Jingyang's patience. The driver drives to a virgin clothing store, and Mu directly leads hang YunRuo in.

"What are you doing?" Hang YunRuo struggles, but mu Jingyang doesn't give her any right to speak at all. I looked around at all kinds of clothes.

"Choose your clothes. It's impossible to let you go. Time is short. That's the only way He pointed to the clothes and motioned to hang YunRuo to go up and select them.

Hang Yun is like a big head. I didn't expect Mu Jingyang to bring her directly to buy clothes, but she didn't want them at all. I don't want to be manipulated by Mu Jingyang!

"I don't want it!" Hang YunRuo stands in the same place and confronts Mu Jingyang.

"Waiter, you go and try on the three pieces I picked out with this lady." Mu Jingyang didn't care. Tell the waiter to take hang YunRuo to try it on. It turned out that he had expected such a situation and had prepared his clothes in advance.

"All right." The waiter nodded respectfully. He looked at hang YunRuo with envy. I don't know why she is favored by the president.

"Miss. Come with me, please The waiter made a please sign. Hang YunRuo goes to the fitting room.

Where are we going? Or not?

Under the oppression of Mu Jingyang's eyes, hang YunRuo hesitated for a long time and chose to compromise.

"Wow! Miss, this dress suits you very well The waiter exclaimed and did not mean to praise hang YunRuo.

Deep red evening dress, purple high-heeled shoes, coupled with hang YunRuo's artistic atmosphere, brew a unique beauty, which is the same beauty as noble artists.

Looking at himself in the mirror, hang YunRuo was slightly pleased. Girls love beauty. Although they don't want to accept Mu Jingyang's clothes, it's good to wear them.

"Average." Mu Jingyang's eyes are full of brilliance, and his mouth is still unforgiving. In an instant, he pulls hang YunRuo back to reality from heaven.

A year no see, hang YunRuo is more and more beautiful. It should be said that the precipitation of the unique temperament, deeply attracted Mu Jingyang.

The waiter grinned awkwardly. He was the president and had a high vision. I don't know that this is just Mu Jingyang's arrogance, which is what he has always been.

Hangzhou cloud if white Mu Jingyang one eye, in the heart some angry.

It's his own choice of clothes, but the performance is so insipid. Am I that bad?

After changing several sets of clothes one after another, hang YunRuo liked each one very much. The person in the mirror seemed to be another himself, but mu Jingyang said he could barely see it.

In the case of waiters very helpless and hang YunRuo about to break out, Mu Jingyang finally spoke.

"Just this suit. I can see it."

He has a light face. It seems that hang YunRuo in evening dress is still a Cinderella, which makes hang YunRuo angry but also a little discouraged.

However, Mu Jingyang's favorite is Cinderella.

Originally, hang YunRuo refused to accept Mu Jingyang's clothes, but mu Jingyang threatened that he would not have to go back if he delayed his time, so hang YunRuo had to compromise temporarily.

"Mr. mu, this way, please." Came to a resplendent Hotel, the door of the waiters have been waiting for a long time.

Hang YunRuo then realized that Mu Jingyang wanted to bring himself to dinner. Under the guidance of the waiter, the two people took the elevator to a elegant room on the top floor.

The dishes are all over the table, colorful. The red wine just opened, reflecting a deep red under the orange light.

"You're not going to put medicine in the food, are you?" Hang YunRuo is alert and hesitant to move his chopsticks. He hasn't forgotten that he was taken to the hotel by Mu Jingyang after he was drunk last time. He can't be fooled again this time.

"Why don't you try?" Mu Jingyang raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, shook his wine glass slightly and sipped it gently.

"Will I be afraid of you?" Hang YunRuo gritted her teeth, picked up chopsticks and began to eat. After tossing about in the clothing store for a long time, she was very hungry.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very quiet, only the sound of knife and fork touching the plate.

Mu Jingyang shakes his red wine glass and watches hang YunRuo eat. The sound of violin comes from his side. The music is melodious and reverberating.

The violinist hides behind the scenes, and the light suddenly goes out. Hang YunRuo screams, and then he is held in his arms by a pair of powerful hands.

"You... Let me go!" The familiar atmosphere makes hang YunRuo recognize Mu Jingyang. He doesn't know what he is going to do. He panics and struggles for a moment.

"Don't move." Mu Jingyang's deep voice rang out in his ears. He snapped his fingers. The room lit up with the light of countless candles, flickering around.

Mu Jingyang's face is angular, his sword eyebrows are Starry, and his eyes are full of affection. Hang YunRuo is held in his arms, and he is crazy for a while.

The music of violin is sad and sad. Mu Jingyang empties a hand and pours a glass of red wine for hang YunRuo.

"YunRuo, cheers." Mu Jingyang picked up the wine glass, touched hang YunRuo, and drank it all.

Hang YunRuo hesitated for a moment, but he raised his wine glass and sipped it slowly. It's a little bitter, but it has a long aftertaste.

"Did you call me out just for a meal?" If hang Yun can't understand Mu Jingyang's purpose, he must have some conspiracy, but he doesn't have any action now.

"Yes, what else do you want?" Mu Jingyang looks like a smile but not a smile. He gently raises hang YunRuo's chin and looks at her with aggressive eyes.

"That's the best way." Hang YunRuo pushed away Mu Jingyang's hand, straightened his clothes to hide his inner confusion, "the meal is finished, can you go back?"

"Of course. I'll take you back myself." Mu Jingyang nodded and was relieved to see that hang YunRuo didn't have any resistance.

He has made up his mind. Now hang YunRuo still has some resistance to him. When he slowly smoothes hang YunRuo's wound, he can let hang YunRuo come back to him willingly.

When the car stopped at hang YunRuo's home, hang YunRuo breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that Mu Jingyang really just came to her for dinner.

Just about to push open the door to get off, hang YunRuo suddenly felt a pair of powerful hands pull her into his arms.