Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Hang YunRuo looks at him more vigilantly, his hot eyes fall in hang YunRuo's eyes, which is the same as playing hooligans.

Hang YunRuo's face suddenly tightened. Her white hand constantly rubbed her palm. She locked her eyebrows tightly and looked at Mu Jingyang. She didn't want to say a word to him. She pursed her red lips and gave an order: "Mu Jingyang, I didn't invite you, please leave! Get out of here now

Mu Jingyang yinglang's sword eyebrows slightly up a pick, hook lips sneer, smile with profound meaning: "who said you did not invite me?"

The slender fingers take out the invitation from his arms. Mu Jingyang picks his eyebrows and smiles deeply. He looks like a rogue and shakes in front of hang YunRuo. He seems to be showing off something. He throws down three words: "invitation!"

Low magnetic voice as if thunder, explosion of Hang Yun if a Leng.

She looked at the invitation in Mu Jingyang's hand and took a breath.

Hesitated, hesitated, finally reached out to the paper, took the invitation from Mu Jingyang.

When hang YunRuo opened the invitation, every word on it became the most eye-catching and ironic word in hang YunRuo's eyes.

Uneasiness, like a more and more long rope, constantly winding her, so that she can not breathe, breathless.

When she saw the words on the invitation, her clear eyes were full of incomprehensibility, and she was really stunned, "patron?"

Hang YunRuo murmured these three words, as if he was stunned.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yongchen and the people at the celebration party didn't see hang YunRuo. They looked for her everywhere and finally saw hang YunRuo and Mu Jingyang by the pool in the courtyard.

Thinking of what happened in front of him, Fang Yongchen didn't like Mu Jingyang for any reason. Seeing Mu standing beside hang YunRuo, he felt a kind of inexplicable uneasiness.

When Fang Yongchen rushed to hang YunRuo and passed Mu Jingyang, his clean and elegant face was alert and hostile.

His Danfeng eyes slightly pick on Mu Jingyang's dark and deep eyes, the two eyes meet, the two eyes only write three words: want to fight?!

However, they didn't fight in the end, and their eyes focused on the woman in front of them again.

Fang Yongchen rushed to hang YunRuo, his eyes full of concern, "YunRuo, are you ok?"

Hang YunRuo shook his head slightly and slowly handed the invitation to Fang Yongchen. His big eyes were still full of disbelief.

Fang Yongchen's slender fingers gently pinched the corner of the invitation and took the invitation from hang YunRuo. His eyes shrank, and his eyes were also a bit stunned. He turned his head and looked at Mu Jingyang.

"What's going on?" Fang Yongchen raised the invitation letter in his hand and asked Mu Jingyang almost word by word: "Why are you the anonymous sponsor of the exhibition?"

Mu Jingyang's thin lips evoke a perfect radian, and his smile faints. His voice is deep and evil with a cold domineering voice: "as you can see, you can't read a great painter?"

"You!" Fang Yongchen was angry and stared at Mu Jingyang.

Mu Jingyang, with a smile on his lips and a few words, stopped talking to Fang Yongchen and continued to look at hang YunRuo. His dark eyes focused on hang YunRuo's eyes.

Hang YunRuo is still thinking. She can't understand. Mu Jingyang sponsored her painting exhibition and sued her for infringement?! What the hell is going on?!

Hang YunRuo's dark eyes turned to Mu Jingyang, red lips slightly opened, and asked him: "why?"

Hang YunRuo has always been very grateful to the anonymous investors who secretly supported her over the past year.

And now this investor is the same person who pushed her to hell?!

That is to say, her so-called departure this year is just a self deception. She has never been free from the control of Mu Jingyang. At least Mu Jingyang is watching her every move in the dark.

Anonymous patronage is the best proof.

Mu Jingyang knows where she is and what she is doing.

It's hard for hang YunRuo to accept this fact.

"Talk about it?" Mu Jingyang thin lips slightly open, lips perfect radian hook smile, black eyes not instant looking at hang YunRuo.

"Good!" Light of a good word, slowly fall.

She really wants to talk to him, ask him, ask Mu Jingyang, what does that mean?!

"YunRuo." Fang Yongchen pulls hang YunRuo, who is ready to leave alone with Mu Jingyang, with a worried look on his face.

Let hang YunRuo and Mu Jingyang alone contact, Fang Yongchen heart rises a burst of uneasiness, this uneasiness let him fear, let him hesitation.

Hang YunRuo's white and slender fingers pressed Fang Yongchen's hand on her arm and shook his head slightly. His soft voice said, "I'm ok. Don't worry."

Mu Jingyang looks at the place where the two people's fingers are connected in front of him and sneers. His big hand with clear bones pulls hang YunRuo's hand and takes her away as if no one else.

The place where the exhibition celebrates the reception is a rented villa.

Mu Jingyang and hang YunRuo go through the courtyard and hall to the room on the second floor.

Mu Jingyang's face was heavy all the way, "why do you touch that man's hand?"

Hang YunRuo threw away Mu Jingyang, took her arm and gave a sneer. His dark eyes stared at Mu Jingyang's well-defined face and gave a sneer: "what's the matter with you?"

Mu Jingyang yinglang's sword eyebrows slightly frowned, her sexy thin lips pursed into a straight line, her deep voice filled with suppressed anger, "OK, it's none of my business now."

"It's none of your business in the future!" Hang YunRuo's voice was cold, and he didn't look like a bird.

Mu Jingyang angry extremely counter smile, thin lips hook up shallow radian, "that is not necessarily."

If hang Yun is white, Mu Jingyang one eye, quality asks a way: "can you say now? Why are you the sponsor and why are you suing me? "

"Do you want to know?" Mu Jingyang gave a low smile, and his anger completely dissipated. On the contrary, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

Deep magnetic voice with the flavor of bewitching, his long legs step by step, step by step approaching hang YunRuo.

Hang YunRuo retreated step by step, his hind legs against the legs of the sofa, and hang YunRuo, who had no choice but to retreat, sat down in the sofa.

He supported hang YunRuo firmly on the sofa with his big palm.

Mu Jingyang Jun Lang's face has always been wearing a shallow smile, tall and tall body against the light to lay a shadow on hang YunRuo.

Hang YunRuo frowned slightly. Don't turn your head and don't look at the man in front of you

Mu Jingyang Gougou lips, laughter with a few banter: "I think the posture is special, we talk more convenient, communication will be smooth."

Hang YunRuo's eyes suddenly glared at the man in front of him and scolded him: "abnormal!"