Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"The three members of this family are really wonderful!"

"Yes, it's made in heaven. There's no reason for them not to be together!"

There was a lot of discussion. It's a long experience to go out.

"What's the matter? What are you doing here? " Fang Yongchen didn't know when he appeared. Seeing many people gathered at the door and didn't know what to do, he was greatly puzzled.

"Mr. Fang. Just now miss Hang's parents have arrived. " A staff member replied, words can not hide the contempt.

"YunRuo's parents?" Fang Yongchen had some doubts. He has never heard hang YunRuo talk about his family, and he once mentioned it occasionally. It's also a brush stroke. How did you come here now?

"Elder martial brother, don't ask any more questions."

Fang Yongchen also asked, but hang YunRuo's voice sounded from behind. There is fatigue and helplessness. And indifference.

Seeing that hang YunRuo's expression was calm, it didn't seem to be hypocrisy. Fang Yongchen also nodded, did not ask.

He respects hang YunRuo's choice. She won't ask too much. She will say it when she wants to. When I don't want to say it, I just need to support her silently.

Hang YunRuo looks at Fang Yongchen gratefully, and Fang Yongchen returns with a reassuring look.

His family's affairs are really dishonorable. Fortunately, Fang Yongchen didn't continue to ask. Otherwise, it will be disgraceful.

Alas, if only Fang Yongchen were his own brother. understanding. Gentle and considerate.

Hang YunRuo sighed in his heart. There was a smile on his face: "elder martial brother. I'll go back first. "

"Well, be careful on your way. Call me if you have anything." Fang Yongchen knew what had happened when his parents came to hang YunRuo's house, which had a great impact on hang YunRuo. However, he didn't say anything about it. They knew it by heart.

Back at home, hang YunRuo's strong expression suddenly stepped down, his face pale, like throwing a sack, threw himself on the bed.

After sorting out the thoughts in her mind, she came to the conclusion that if you want to find your brother, you need to know the clues first. As for the clues, you need to get five million.

But where can I borrow the five million? This is not a small amount. I don't have much money on hand. I can't sell this house. It's not enough.

Hang YunRuo first crossed Mu Jingyang's figure in his mind, then shook his head and drove his figure out.

"No, no, that guy will definitely take the opportunity to coerce, and he can't pull down his face."

It's only elder martial brother who thinks about it.

Hang YunRuo sighs. She really doesn't want to trouble her elder martial brother. He is good enough for her, and she can't bear the burden.

Anyway, find your brother first.

Hang YunRuo made up his mind and said to himself: brother, I will find you and wait for me.

With this idea, hang YunRuo soon fell into a dream, in which she dreamed of her brother.

It is still a dilapidated block, far older than it is now. There are no high-rise buildings in the distance. Home is a small home.

Hang YunRuo has two pigtails, and her chubby face is very cute. She squats down and picks up a dandelion.

"Brother, look!" Hang YunRuo's face is full of pride when he raises dandelion like a treasure.

Dandelion's family are all on this vine, happy, and will fly in the sky when they grow up. Just, young she, still don't know this means to leave.

"Well, my sister is the best." In front of him was a little boy, much taller than hang YunRuo. He patted hang YunRuo's head to praise him, but his voice was full of helplessness.

Hang YunRuo was very happy to hear his affirmation, but a gloomy voice came from his side: "play along!"

Stepfather, with a straight face and a bad smell of wine, pushes hang YunRuo to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Hang YunRuo falls to the ground and opens her voice to cry. She doesn't know what she did wrong, which makes others treat her like this.

"You villain!" Seeing that his sister was bullied, the boy couldn't bear it. He jumped on his stepfather and bit him. As a result, he was picked up by his stepfather with one hand.

"So small, so wild, when you grow up?" Stepfather looked at the angry boy, tut tut. Now I can suppress the little bunny. When I grow up, I'm not sure. This little girl is safer.

Just lack of money, find a buyer, the boy is also very favorite, sell it.

That night.

"Mom, where's my brother?" Hang YunRuo turns around, turns around, does not see the familiar figure, is very puzzled.

"Silly boy, you don't have a brother." Hang's mother fried the dishes and replied casually.

After all, hang YunRuo was young and soon forgot about it, but he was empty in his heart and felt that there was something missing.

No one praised her any more, and no one stood out for her any more. They were separated from each other by an invisible distance. After a long time of forgetting, they finally heard nothing from each other.

When he woke up from his dream, hang YunRuo had already vaguely remembered some things, but he couldn't remember the boy's face. It was like fog. Even if he found his brother, he couldn't recognize it.

Hang YunRuo feels a little wet on his face. A touch of it turns out to be tears. No wonder his mouth is salty.

After thinking of something, he felt more anxious to find his brother. If hang YunRuo made up his mind to borrow money from his elder martial brother tomorrow, he would find his brother anyway.

Even if you take a look, you have to see if he is well. If you have a good life, you will feel at ease.

In other words, today Mu Jingyang didn't come to pester him, which really made hang YunRuo feel relieved. Otherwise, when he saw his embarrassing appearance, he didn't know how to tease him.

What she didn't know was that president Mu was sitting in his office and already knew everything.

"Are hang YunRuo's parents..." Mu Jingyang held his chin with his hands crossed. His eyes were full of meditation, and his smile expanded gradually: "it's really different, but it may give me a chance."

It's very interesting that he didn't go to hang YunRuo today. He just wanted hang YunRuo to be quiet and think about it carefully. Otherwise, it would be bad for her.

After working for a long time, Mu Jingyang rubbed his forehead and asked his assistant to make a cup of coffee.

"Coffee for you, president." The assistant gently put the steaming coffee on the table, and finally asked, "do you really need to take care of the public opinions of the president and miss hang?"

After working as Mu Jingyang's assistant for so many years, she has learned to observe what she says. Mu Jingyang has always been a person who has accounts. But this time, she can't understand Mu Jingyang's idea. She can't help but ask.