"Is there any... Is it that important? We've both withdrawn from each other's stages, and I have my life... You have your busyness. On his forehead was the warmth of his voice, and the tenderness of the whisper, like a soft sword wrapped around her heart.

The tingling sensation on his lips reminded the madness of the two just now.

Mu Xiaojing was afraid that she would fall into turn with his dominance, so she took a few steps back, and her face under her bangs was red and white, which slowly faded in her silence.

Three years ago, they ended their restraint on each other. If he has a partner who will go together for the rest of his life, it is their personal matter for her to choose another good match.

"Xiaojing, you're still as whimsical as ever. Yes, you're free, but if I want to quit your stage, never think about it. Leng Yuchen put down his hand raised in the air, pursed his thin lips, and his handsome and prominent facial features froze into frost.

"Why do you want to do this, you can't figure it out if you let go, why bother with it again. ”

She couldn't understand it, and took the initiative to have someone send her a signed agreement, indicating that she was willing to let her go. What are he doing now, his fiancée is still outside.

"I regret it. Yes, he regretted it, and after she left, knowing everything she had done for him, the pain of remorse never stopped.

That sentence of regret made her stunned. As proud as he is, he will say that he regrets it.

"It's all in the past. ”

"No... There is no past. "The past can be treated as if it never existed?

It didn't make sense, Mu Xiaojing didn't want to continue talking to him, turned around to open the door, Leng Yuchen held her hand and didn't let the door open, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back... Mr. Leng, please let go of the trouble. ”

The people outside have left, and she should leave too, otherwise what would happen to the two lonely men and widows staying in the bathroom.

"Don't call me Leng Yuchen anymore?" Leng Yuchen frowned, Mr. Leng was called this again, he liked her to call him by his first name, even with his first name.

Actually, he prefers to call him Chen sweetly when he is a brother in bed, and she has never even called her husband before. But don't worry, they have a future.

"Don't take an inch!" he pulled out his hand, his quiet eyes tinged with anger.

Forget about bullying her, what else do you want?

Leng Yuchen was most afraid that she would be angry, so he immediately softened his tone, "I'll send you..." he just wanted to stay with her for a while.

Pulling open the door, Mu Xiaojing turned her back to Leng Yuchen and said, "Jesse will send me back, and besides, your fiancée is still waiting for you." ”

Was she deliberately angry with him?

Looking at her back, Leng Yuchen followed.

Exhibition hall

After reading the painting, Han Yayu walked back to the agreed place, and only Geng Lei could be seen, "Secretary Geng, where is the Yuchen people?"

It's not that they look at the paintings separately and wait here after they finish them.

"Miss Han... The president has something to do temporarily, so I'll leave first, so I'll wait for you here. Geng Lei carried the business bag, his whole body was straight, and he replied unhurriedly.

"Oh... Then let's go back too. ”

Hearing that he was gone, she was a little lost, but she knew Leng Yuchen very well, and she could put down anything for work. Therefore, I am convinced of what Geng Lei said.

Geng Lei pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked out of the exhibition hall with Han Yayu.

The president hopes that you can make your wife change her mind, but I remember that Mu Xiaojing stood with another man in the art exhibition, and the relationship was ambiguous, and I had to worry about his road to chasing his wife.

On the street outside the convention and exhibition center, there were few passers-by, and Mu Xiaojing walked alone.

Coming out of the bathroom, she didn't say goodbye to Jesse, but let the guard at the door say a word instead, and walked out on her own.

Today is his art exhibition, and she can't trouble him anymore.

Mu Xiaojing seemed to be walking leisurely. Fifty meters from her behind, a man in a suit and leather shoes followed closely along the way. She walks, he walks, she stops, he stops.

He followed her, and Mu Xiaojing knew that it was Leng Yuchen.

Back at the café, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as she came in, Yu Wen put down her work and ran over, "Sister Mona, how is it?

"I'm tired. ”

Mu Xiaojing didn't seem to listen to Yu Wen's various inquiries, and walked up to the second floor with her bag.

Seeing her listless, Yu Wen thought that the exhibition was not going well, so she asked what she shouldn't ask, so she asked another question, "Then are you eating?" Do you want me to prepare a lunch and serve it for you." ”

At this point in time, I shouldn't have eaten, right?!

"No thanks, I want to take a break. Standing in the stairwell, Mu Xiaojing replied.

"Oh, okay, then I'll let people stay out of your way. ”