we're finally divorce, ex-husband please be strong

Qiu Yi said goodbye to Lu Zhengde and his wife and promised to come back to see them often. Then he took his bag and walked into the yard. He thought Lu Yecheng had left.

As soon as I went out, I saw Lu Yecheng leaning on the door of the car, smoking a cigarette in his hand.

The smoke surrounds Lu Yecheng's face. The light fog can't see Lu Yecheng's face clearly, which makes him feel hazy. The bright eyes have a haunting feeling through the mist.

Qiu Yi took a look and kept his eyes closed when he was busy.

How does she feel that Lu Yecheng has a curse now, which makes her have an impulse to continue watching.

Qiu Yi forces himself to take back his sight and look at the decision ahead, ignoring Lu Yecheng.

"Get in the car."

When Qiu Yi was about to go out, Lu Yecheng stopped her behind him.

The cold order did not bring a trace of emotion, and Lu Yecheng's action was still just like that.

"No, I've already called a car." Qiu Yi paused at his feet and said faintly.

Qiu Yi had already called the car when he was in the old house. He just didn't want to stay in Lu's house with him, so he chose to leave early. Unexpectedly, Lu Yecheng had to follow her.

Is Lu Yecheng deliberately having trouble with her these two days? In the middle of the night, he tossed her to the hospital. After a busy circle, he went home and fell asleep. He could even touch her when he went back to the old house for dinner. If she wanted to go, he had to let her get on the bus.

Qiu Yi thinks either he or Lu Yecheng is crazy.

Ignoring Lu Yecheng's words, Qiu Yi calls the driver and goes straight out.

Halfway through, the phone was robbed.

"Your car has been cancelled and you don't have to come." Lu Yecheng hung up the phone, put Qiu Yi's phone lock screen in his own suit pocket.

"What are you doing? Lu Yecheng, are you sick? I called the car. Why did you cancel it for me?"

Qiu Yi angrily grabs his mobile phone, but their strength is too different. Qiu Yi doesn't touch Lu Yecheng's body at all.

Lu Yecheng loses patience, stoops to pick Qiu Yi up and shoves him into the co pilot's position. After closing the co pilot's door, he gets into the cab.

"Lu Yecheng, what are you going to do? Your girlfriend has a car accident and is in hospital. Shouldn't you go with her?" Qiu Yi's eyes stare big and angry. If Lu Yecheng doesn't give her a reasonable explanation today, she won't stop.

Qiu Yi doesn't understand. Clearly, in Lu Yecheng's heart, Mo Xinyue is important. She is just an ex-wife divorced from him. Why does he toss her over and over again?

"Seat belt."

Lu Yecheng suggests coldly that Qiu Yi just keeps staring at him and doesn't start.

"You don't understand. I don't tie it." Qiu Yi holds his arms in his hands and keeps staring at Lu Yecheng.

Lu Ye takes a contemptuous look at Qiu Yi and leans over to pull Qiu Yi's side.

Qiu Yi's subconscious body leaned back.

Lu Yecheng's face and Qiu Yi's face are very close, so close that the two people spit each other's breath on each other's face. The faint breath makes Qiu Yi blush at such a close distance.

Qiu Yi finds that Lu Yecheng's skin is so good for the first time.

It's better than a woman's skin.

Before Qiu Yi finished studying Lu Yecheng's skin, Lu Yecheng pulled the seat belt on Qiu Yi's right and fastened it firmly.

Then there was a long silence in the car.

Along the way, except for Lu Ye's two phone calls, neither of them spoke.

Lu Yecheng stops his car steadily at the downstairs of Qiu Yi's apartment. Qiu Yi is still wondering how the guard will let Lu Yecheng in.

When the security guard saw Lu Yecheng's license plate number, he released it directly. When he got downstairs, Qiu Yi untied his safety belt and got out of the car.

"Thank you for bringing me back. I won't use it in the future."

Qiu Yi doesn't want to have anything to do with Lu Yecheng in private. She is not afraid of Mo Xinyue, but now for Qiu Yi, the important thing is not to compete with other women, but to have other tasks.

"Have a good rest." Lu Yecheng glanced at Qiu Yi, said casually and drove away.

The car just drove out and came back in less than a minute.

Qiu Yi walks to the door. Lu Yecheng gets off and comes to the door of his house.

"Why are you back?"

Lu Yecheng takes out the phone from the pocket of his suit and puts it in Qiu Yi's hand. "Your phone just rang."

With that, Lu Ye leaves without looking back.

Qiu Yifan looks at the call record of his mobile phone. It's Shen Wenfeng's call.

He even answered Shen Wenfeng's phone. Did he say something he shouldn't say.

Looking at Lu Ye's back, he comes and goes in a hurry.

Qiu wants to cry without tears. What is Lu Yecheng going to do!

However, Qiu Yi just looked at his back and suddenly remembered that the last time she was in Lujia villa, she just needed a driver to take her to the hospital, but Lu Yecheng didn't answer the phone at Mo Xinyue. Now she doesn't need a driver. He suddenly became a full-time driver for her.

How ironic the reality is.

The story between them is more ironic.

Qiu Yi put away his boredom and went upstairs.

In the mailbox downstairs, Qiu Yi saw a letter in the mailbox.

Although it is the age of technology, almost no one is still writing letters, but who wrote letters to her?

Qiu Yi takes the two letters home. Sitting on the sofa, I opened two postcards.

A postcard from a foreign landscape, signed by Lin Cong.

It seems that Lin Cong studied very well outside, but why did he send her two, one for Xiaodie?

Qiu Yi thinks of Shen yudie's current state. Although she looks indifferent every day, Qiu Yi can see that Xiaodie's smile is not as real as before.

The smile used to go straight to the bottom of your eyes, but now it just stays on the surface.

A letter fell out of the envelope, which was actually a piece of paper.

Sister, when you received this letter, I was already on my way to study music. Although there were no Chinese I knew here, there were many like-minded friends.

How's Xiaodie? I think my leaving must have made her very sad. If she puts it down, give her the more one. If she doesn't put it down... Forget it. I don't know when I can be able to give her happiness, so don't give her hope.

I'll send it to you later. Don't worry about everything.

Qiu Yi looks at the paper. Although Lin Cong is gone, there is love for Xiaodie between the lines. If it weren't for the money, maybe it would be possible between them.

Qiu Yi carefully put the letter and postcard in a small box and put them into the room. Give it to Xiaodie when you have a chance.