Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

The next time, Mu Jingyang has been busy with the company's affairs, with a smile to greet each other or boring meetings, let Mu Jingyang occupy all the time.

With more and more work and more social activities, Mu Jingyang feels that he is about to collapse, but he would rather sleep when he is tired than leave time for himself. If he has no time, he can't miss her.

Hang YunRuo, in addition to continuing to trace the cause of Mu Tianfeng's death, will be busy around Yu Su Bai and Fang Yongchen every day. Three people prepare for Yu Su Bai's photography exhibition together. Occasionally, three people will go to Fang Yongchen's studio and take a video to send to the Internet, which can be regarded as advertising for the studio and the photography exhibition.

Hang YunRuo pretends to be the same as usual, eating well, working well and living well, pretending that everything is the same as before, but she knows in her heart that if she really puts it down, why do she pretend to be herself.

It's dark. After greeting Fang Yongchen and Yu SuBai, hang YunRuo walks alone in the horse, watching people coming and going, with earphones in his ears. As soon as the music rings, he cuts off the whole world.

I don't know how long I've been standing. Hang YunRuo feels that her legs are numb. When she comes back, she finds that she's standing in the coffee shop where she and Mu Jingyang come most often.

"Now that we're here... Bring two cups of coffee to my brother and Yu Su Bai!" Hang YunRuo hesitated for a long time in his heart, and finally carried out the two men and found a reason for himself to enter the coffee shop.

"Ah, it's Mrs. mu. You haven't been here for a long time! What would you like to drink today? As usual? " The landlady saw hang YunRuo with a big smile on her face. She swept her eyes behind him and was surprised to find that hang YunRuo was alone today.

"Well, just the same!" Hang YunRuo can see the exploration in the landlady's eyes. Her heart aches. What should she say? What else can she say.

At this time, there are not many people in the coffee shop, only a few couples lean on the dark corner, looking at each other intimately, whispering sweet words, as if holding hands, they will never separate for a lifetime.

Hang YunRuo's eyes are a little sour. She looks at the empty opposite side and feels empty and painful. She has been waiting for mu Jingyang these days. She is waiting for mu Jingyang to give her an account.

She also stood in front of her in Mu Jingyang and said to herself, "come home with me.". If Mu Jingyang said this to her, she would put everything down and go with him, even if she knew how difficult the road would be in the future, but mu Jingyang didn't, so hang YunRuo didn't either.

"Come on, go home!" Hang YunRuo sighed and packed two cups of coffee. He wanted to go outside step by step. When he opened the door, a cold wind came. Hang YunRuo tightened his clothes.

"This cold weather, Mu Jingyang will be cold..." hang YunRuo looked at the snow on the ground, hesitated whether to send a wechat to Mu Jingyang, hesitated for a long time, and then sent the wechat that told Mu Jingyang to wear more.

But after waiting for a long time, hang YunRuo did not receive a reply. With a trace of helpless bitterness on her face, she kept her head down and went on to the direction of home.

In fact, before meeting Mu Jingyang, hang YunRuo thought that forgetting was a very simple thing. But now, hang YunRuo understands that human beings will never forget.

Those memories are like locked in a box. One day you find a similar figure in the crowd. You hear a song you once loved most on the road, and occasionally hear his name. Those memories will come to you and surround you.

"Jingyang, you didn't like to socialize in the past, but it's good for you to attend such gatherings in the future." A man's voice suddenly sounded in hang YunRuo's ear. She didn't hear anything clearly, but she heard the name clearly.

She didn't have time to think, so she went in the direction of the voice. It's a high-end bar. Several men talk to each other, but they seem to be familiar with each other.

And Mu Jingyang's face is slightly red, and his eyes are not cold and alienated, with a trace of confusion and warmth. Hang YunRuo knows that Mu Jingyang is drunk.

"Mr. mu, where are you going at night? Let me send you... "An enchanting woman slowly leaned on Mu Jingyang's shoulder, smiling.

"I'm sorry, my wife is waiting for me at home. I'm going home now. I'll leave first. Let's get together some other day!" Mu Jingyang pushes away the woman beside him and leans on Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng helped Mu Jingyang to walk out, but he did not walk a few steps to see hang YunRuo standing on the road. Hang YunRuo looked closely at Mu Jingyang's face, unable to say what he felt.

"Why are you here?" Mu Jingyang finds that Liu Zheng stops. He looks up and sees hang YunRuo. He clenches his fist and suppresses the impulse to hug him in his arms.

Originally, Mu Jingyang wanted to say that on such a cold day, why are you still standing outside and don't get sick, but the words turned into a cold "how are you here"

Hang YunRuo opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. She can tell Mu Jingyang that she doesn't know how she is here. Maybe she can control her mouth, but she can't control her heart and legs. As long as she sees him, she can't help but want to get close to him.

"Liu Zheng, let's go!" Mu Jingyang lowered his head and closed his eyes. He was very tired and said to Liu Zheng coldly. Liu Zheng took a look at hang YunRuo and helped Mu Jingyang walk past him.

Just as Mu Jingyang passed by hang YunRuo, hang YunRuo subconsciously held Mu Jingyang's hand. Mu Jingyang stops and looks back at hang YunRuo, with a little more impatience in his eyes.

"Mu Jingyang, do you still think I was the murderer of your father? Do you still refuse to listen to my explanation? "

Hang YunRuo's voice is still very gentle, but behind that tenderness, there is a trace of fluke. She is expecting Mu Jingyang to take her home, and she is waiting for another beautiful future with Mu Jingyang.

"Hang YunRuo, let go of your hand. I'm going home. I don't need your explanation any more, because I will find out for myself. If it's you, I won't let you go! "

Mu Jingyang pulled back his hand, leaving only a piece of cold in his eyebrows. Hang YunRuo looked at his hand, where empty, only a nothingness.

"Madam, I'll call a car for you, you go back first..." Liu Zheng looked at hang YunRuo's red eyes and felt uncomfortable, but he also understood the president's difficulties.

"Wait a moment, wait a moment!"

"What are you waiting for?"

Hang YunRuo looked down at the snowflakes on the ground and asked word by word. Liu Zheng opened his mouth and did not speak, leaving only a sigh. Ding Ding took a look at Mu Jingyang and then turned to leave.

"You should live a good life, be strong, wait for me and take you home!" Mu Jingyang said in his heart.