85_85368 Xi He turned around a little tiredly, but saw Nian Xinyu standing straight at the door. The expression on Nian Xinyu's face was a little strange, and when she saw Xihe looking over, she frowned, took two steps closer, stood on tiptoe, and took her hand: "Are you okay?" Dogs"

The soft and glutinous little hand could only grasp her three fingers, feeling the warmth from the little girl's hand, Xihe's eyes were slightly red, she didn't want things to go to a bad situation step by step, but it seemed that she couldn't control this trend at all.

Taking a deep breath, Nozomi shook his head: "I'm fine." ”

She glanced behind her, and almost all the children in the class were picked up by their parents, leaving her alone.

"Why haven't you come home so late?"

"Daddy is working overtime again, maybe it's going to be late tonight."

Nian Xinyu pouted.

When she got up this morning, she found that Daddy was in a bad mood, and the only one who could make Daddy feel bad was her teacher, except for her mommy, who had passed away.

When Daddy picked her up yesterday afternoon, she heard how the woman in front of her refused Daddy, and she didn't want to have anything to do with her Daddy, and she also caused Daddy to lose control and hurt her left hand.

She casually asked Daddy in the car this morning if he would come to pick her up after school in the afternoon, but Daddy said in a hoarse voice that he couldn't come because of something, but he was obviously afraid of meeting the woman in front of him! So Uncle Chen originally came to pick her up, but she quietly let her go.

"Where's Secretary Chen?" Xihe knew that there was a special assistant by Nian Quyang's side.

Nian Xinyu waved his hand: "Uncle Chen is going on a date with his girlfriend today, Uncle Chen always has no time to accompany his girlfriend because he works overtime too often, and he is about to anger his girlfriend away, so today Daddy specially gave him a holiday." ”

"I didn't expect your daddy to be quite human." Nozomi tugged at the corners of her mouth.

In fact, Secretary Chen didn't come, she could come to Secretary Zhang, Secretary Zhao, Xihe didn't know what Nian Quyang was thinking, but if she stayed here tonight to accompany Nian Xinyu, or took the initiative to send Nian Xinyu back to Nian's house, maybe he would be said to be deliberately approaching him through his daughter.

Clenching the hand hanging by his side, Xihe tried to keep himself from having any more thoughts that shouldn't be born, and said to Nian Xinyu: "Then I'll send you to the security room of the kindergarten first." ”

In the security room of their kindergarten, there is not only security, but also a nanny, which is specially set up for children who wait for a long time for their parents to pick them up.

When Nian Xinyu heard this, his eyes widened: "Are you angry with me or my daddy?" ”

Nozomi and other begins: "No." ”

"Then why don't you stay here with me and wait for my daddy to pick me up?"

Xihe's hands tightened, and she didn't look at Nian Xinyu's injured eyes, and a sour feeling surged in her heart. She is close to Nian Xinyu, really not for any other reason, but because she wants to be close to her. The feeling she gave herself often reminded her of her daughter who had no chance, thinking that if she was still there, she should be about the same as Nian Xinyu......

"I still have something to do today, so I can't accompany you ......"

"You're lying!" Seeing that she didn't dare to look at herself, Nian Xinyu said angrily, "You obviously don't want to stay with me, and you don't want to see my daddy." I heard everything you said to my dad yesterday, and today, when you ask a question, it is obviously my hand that raises my hand first every time, but you don't ask me to get up to answer the question once, and you don't even look at me! ”

Nozomi's eyes flashed with wolf bèi.

Today, as soon as she sees Nian Xinyu, she will think of what Nian Quyang said to herself last night, and indeed every time she sees Nian Xinyu, she will deliberately avoid it.

Seeing Nian Xinyu looking at him with a complaining and unhappy face, Xihe bit his lip, but couldn't say anything to justify.

"Is it because they said that woman is my daddy's fiancée, so you're upset?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Nian Xinyu seemed to think of something, and asked cautiously tentatively.

Just now she saw the group of gossip women talking about her. It seemed that she would only stand stupidly and be bullied every time, just now she wanted to rush over, but she thought of the last time at the banquet, she disapproved of her own approach.

"Is it because they said that woman was Daddy's fiancée that you don't want to pay attention to me and Daddy?"

She repeated it again.

Looking at her eager but cautious appearance, Xihe knew that his heart had softened again. She was silent for a long time before she spoke in a hoarse voice: "They are right, Xincheng is your father's fiancée, although I like you, but I should also keep my distance from you." ”

"Who said that, it's just nonsense!" Nian Xinyu was stunned because of the sentence "Although I like you" she said, and then jumped to her feet in anger.

"My daddy's fiancée isn't her!" She grabbed Xihe's hand urgently, said loudly, thought about it and said, "No, my daddy doesn't have a fiancée at all!" ”

I almost didn't say it, my daddy likes you!

Seeing that she was so anxious that sweat appeared on her forehead, Xihe took out her own tissue, wiped her forehead for her, and suddenly blurted out a sentence: "That's not important." ”

Before the words came out, he was stunned first.

Xincheng is Nian Quyang's fiancée, which is actually the most important point, but why did he blurt out that it doesn't matter just now?

"So what's important?" Nian Xinyu grabbed her hand to wipe her sweat, and her heart was so anxious that she felt like a cat scratching

The same.

This stupid woman doesn't know what she's thinking about in her head.

If it were other women, she wouldn't even look at them, let alone be willing to let them be her stepmothers. She's good, she almost always rushes to please her, but she doesn't pay attention to it. It's just ...... It just doesn't make sense!

Xihe was grabbed by Nian Xinyu's hand, and simply threw the tissue aside, looking at Nian Xinyu's eager little face, she thought of Nian Quyang's words last night.

Actually, it's basically where he is, right?

She originally thought that Nian Quyang should be a little interesting to herself, although it was almost the kind of playfulness, but she should have a little feeling for herself. But he didn't expect that this was completely her own passion, he thought from beginning to end that she was approaching him through Nian Xinyu, so he responded......

Taking a deep breath, Xihe shook his head: "It's nothing, your father is to me, it's just a simple relationship between the parents of the children, I know you have recently wanted to make do with us, but please consider the teacher's feelings, okay?" The teacher didn't like him. "He doesn't like me either.

The last sentence was not spoken.

Nian Xinyu's small brows immediately frowned: "Do you still like your husband." After saying that, she added, "It's the man who treats you badly." ”

Other than that, she had no idea why this woman would turn down her daddy!

Xihe originally wanted to shake her head, but for Mu Jinghuan, she gradually forgot about him from dead heart, although there may still be some feelings left, but it is not enough for her to reject another excellent man because of him.

But when the words came to her mouth, she didn't say it, but gritted her teeth and nodded fiercely: "Yes, I still like him." You're so young that you don't understand the feelings of adults. I've liked him for seven years, how can this feeling be erased in seven months or even seven days. Even though he hurt me, I still loved him. ”

It's getting dark, and the air is a little stuffy today, and it feels like a heavy rain is coming.

After Xihe said this, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was suffocating, and Nian Xinyu even stared at her with wide eyes—to be precise, he should be looking behind her.

The silent doorway corridor, I don't know when, there was a slightly hurried voice. The sound of heavy breathing seems to be accompanied by the "gurgling" of bones.

Nozomi's nails were almost digging into the flesh of her palms, and the pain reminded her not to look back at this moment.

She really didn't look back, only saw Nian Xinyu look at her with a complicated expression, and then passed by her, walked behind her, and shouted tentatively as she walked: "Daddy......"

Sure enough, it was the year of Qu Yang.

As if she felt all the strength in her body drained, she opened her mouth, but finally didn't have the courage to turn around. When she heard the sound of two footsteps fading away, she turned around weakly, and only had time to see the backs of the father and daughter getting into the car, and soon, the black Bentley disappeared from her sight.

The corners of her mouth raised a nonchalant smile, but her eyes were full of astringency.

was about to carry his tired footsteps back to He Yue's house, but he heard a familiar mobile phone ringtone, which was called by Mu Jinghuan.

I didn't want to pick it up, but when she thought of mailing him the past divorce agreement, she picked up her phone.

"Let's meet." Over there, Mu Jinghuan's voice was faint, and there were no ups and downs.

Xihe was silent for a while, and shook his head: "No need, Mu Jinghuan, you just need to sign, and then we will find a day to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce the marriage." ”

"Xihe, you can't wait to divorce me?"

Mu Jinghuan's voice was more affectionate, Xihe could even imagine him frowning at the moment, she smiled, "Mu Jinghuan, don't you want us to divorce the most?" can't let go of Xincheng, and I'm afraid that she will misunderstand, and in the end she has to come to this point no matter what, so why bother saying those scenes. ”

Mu Jinghuan pursed his lips, he held his mobile phone and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window glass of the office. This qiē is moving towards his expectations, and tonight, the secretary has also booked a private room for him, and soon, there will be a scene that he has been planning for a long time. He should be happy, shouldn't he? Song Xincheng, he can't marry Nian Quyang, Nian's family and Xincheng, he won't let go of anything.

"Xihe, what a couple, I know you won't be so ruthless, I just want to talk to you one last time, and I'll make a difference. Room 820 of Yuqing Hotel, whether you come or not, I will always wait for you. ”

After Mu Jinghuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, he was still standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Five years, seven years, or even earlier, he waited too long.

Song Xincheng, he could see that her heart was no longer purely towards that man, how long has a woman's youth, not to mention that woman has always loved herself more, how could she waste her best time on a man who doesn't love her.

As for Nozomi and ......

He clenched the copy of the document in his other hand, which was a real estate transfer agreement that he had asked his secretary to sort out, and although her divorce agreement stated that she would not ask for anything from the Mu family, he still transferred to her the three villas in his name and ten percent of the shares in the Mu shopping mall in the south of the city.

She is indeed a woman with little scheming, who has been with him for five years, and has never reached out to ask him for a penny, even if she is divorced, she has to go clean.

He thought of her plain little face, very clear eyes, and she usually gave people a weak look

The feeling of being helpless, but he has always been stubborn and persistent.

If he divorces her, as he said to Song Xincheng, there will probably never be a woman who loves himself as much as he does......

Mu Jinghuan's hands tightened suddenly, what does it mean to divorce? His eyes narrowed slightly, he must divorce Xihe!

"Buckle—"

"Come in."

"Mr. Mu, the time is almost up, are you going to leave now?"

Secretary Fang Yifang stood in front of the desk and asked respectfully.

Mu Jinghuan didn't make a sound, his brows were deeply twisted, and the atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

Just when Fang Yi thought that Mr. Mu would not go to the restaurant he had booked tonight, Mu Jinghuan suddenly turned around and walked towards the outside of the office without saying a word.

Fang Yi was stunned and hurriedly followed.

"You don't have to come with me tonight, get off work early." When he was about to arrive at the door of the office, Mu Jinghuan said suddenly.

Fang Yi paused and nodded. When Mu Jinghuan's figure disappeared from sight, Fang Yi sighed softly.

hung up the phone, Xihe looked at the phone almost a little stunned.

In the past five years, most of the biggest failure of his marriage was actually due to his own self-inflicted suffering, knowing that Mu Jinghuan didn't love him at the beginning, but he still married him without hesitation.

It's okay to get divorced now.

She thought about receiving the financial aid support from Mus, and if it weren't for Mushi's support, her high school life would not be so peaceful, at least not smoothly and smoothly admitted to college.

From a certain point of view, she owes Mu Shi and Mu Jinghuan a favor.

After packing her things twice, she closed her eyes, then picked up her bag and walked outside.

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He Yue recently opened a new beauty salon, and she experiences as a VIP customer in the beauty salon every day.

I received a call from Su Jieyi's mother very early today, saying that he was sick and asked her if she could go to see him.

Su Jieyi is the second son of the Su family, and he is a gentleman, and He Yue met him when he was clubbing. At the beginning, because she lost too badly because of playing big and small, she was poured several large bottles of beer, if it weren't for her massive, she would have been poured down by him, and since then this beam has been settled.

came and went, and they became familiar with each other a little bit.

But it's just a little bit, that dumb kid is sick, why did she ask her to see him, is she familiar with him to that extent?!

He Yue wanted to refuse, but the assistant gave her a strong look next to her, and her mouth was telling her, Su Jieyi's mother, but the biggest customer in their newly opened beauty salon, the customers are all God, and she can't be offended, so she swallowed the rejection that came to her mouth again, nodded and smiled and said, "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the assistant unhappily: "Without Su Jieyi's mother, the beauty shop can't be opened?" ”

The assistant nodded with a thoughtful expression: "You know, Su Jieyi's mother is a celebrity of the previous generation, and she is still the president of the Huaicheng Tea Party, as long as she comes to our store, do we still need to worry about the source of customers?" ”

He Yue pursed her lips, reluctantly letting go of her sacrificing the store manager for the beauty shop.

was about to take the bag and walk out, but the assistant pulled her back: "Sister He, dress like this to go to Su's house?" ”

"Or else?" Look at her Qi p little skirt and black vest, it's normal, she usually wears it like this all the time.

The assistant looked defeated: "It's good that the Su family still has the eldest patriarch, Sister He, you should dress more modestly." ”

He Yue had three black lines on the back of her head, and before she could refute anything, the assistant had already taken a set of lady's skirts and stuffed them into her arms, and then pushed her into the dressing room: "Quickly changed the clothes on your body, and then changed the makeup on your face a little lighter, and after speaking, she ruthlessly closed the door of the dressing room." ”

It wasn't until she arrived at the door of Su's house that the housekeeper came over to help her open the car door, and He Yue still had a depressed look.

She got out of the car and pulled the hem of her dress a little unaccustomedly.

It's not that the skirt is too low, the little skirt she usually wears is more than twice as short as it, but it's just such a lady's dress, she seems to be wearing it for the first time as an adult, and she always feels weird.

Only now did she realize that even if there was an elder in the Su family, she didn't have to change her clothes, and she didn't come on a blind date.

But after getting out of the car, she still didn't forget to take out the fruit nutrition products and other things that the assistant told her to buy.

"Miss He, I'll come." The housekeeper saw it and hurriedly took it.

He Yue nodded, and walked straight towards the door of the house under the leadership of the housekeeper.

I don't know why I'm nervous, but when she entered the door, she secretly took a deep breath.

He Yue knew that Su Jieyi's mother was a middle-aged woman with a big personality, and when she saw He Yue, she smiled so much that a flower almost bloomed on her face, and she personally took over what He Yue bought from the housekeeper.

"Yueyue, it's troublesome enough to come and see our Jieyi, why do you still buy so many things, look at these fruits, all of them are smart."

He Yue's eyelids jumped, when she was just buying fruit, she was a little irritable, and deliberately picked out some unsolicited ones to give to Su Jieyi, the word water spirit really made her a little uncomfortable

Nerve.

"Aunt Su, it's good if you don't dislike it." She hung her head "shyly", but she calculated the time to leave in her heart. She didn't want to see Su Jieyi, and she had nothing to do with him. But the Su family still can't be offended, not only can't be offended, but it's better to get favorability!

"What do you dislike! I, I like you little girl, hurry up and sit down, I will immediately ask the housekeeper to go up and call Jie Yi down. ”

He Yue was anxious: "Aunt Su, I know that Su Jie is easy to be sick and inconvenient to meet guests, you don't need to let him come down, toss more." Seeing Mrs. Su looking at her with burning eyes, she hurriedly added, "It's not good to toss more, the patient should have a good rest." ”

Mrs. Su smiled so much that her eyes were bent into a line, and she said, "Where is it so delicate, isn't it just a little cold", while still asking the housekeeper to call Su Jieyi downstairs.

There are three black lines behind He Yue's head.

A little cold, is it worth tossing her over to visit the patient like this?

After a while, I heard some fast footsteps upstairs, and when I reached the top of the stairs, the footsteps slowed down again.

Looking at the man who appeared in the Su family's living room directly in a nightgown, He Yue felt that what happened today was a little weird.

Mrs. Su glanced at He Yue meaningfully, and then got up and walked towards her second son.

"You young people will talk to each other first, and I'll go upstairs and rest for a while."

When she walked up to her son, she didn't forget to wink at him, and whispered in a voice that He Yue couldn't hear: "Son, this favor, how are you going to repay your great mommy?" ”

"Ren Qian's sister just came back from playing in South Korea and brought a lot of interesting things, so I asked her to keep one for you."

Mrs. Su immediately smiled and bent her eyebrows: "You understand me." ”

When Mrs. Su left the living room, He Yue saw that there were only herself and Su Jieyi in the living room, and her true nature was immediately exposed, and she frowned and said to Su Jieyi: "What the hell are you doing?" Where are the missing arms and legs? ”

Su Jieyi was wearing a white nightgown at the moment, and a large area of skin was exposed on his chest, honey-colored skin, revealing a thin spray of tension, and the water droplets on it slid down the muscles.

He Yue admits that if she doesn't look at the peach blossom eyes that are discharging indiscriminately and the face with a charming atmosphere, Su Jieyi is still quite attractive, but it's a pity that she has no interest in a man who is too beautiful!

"Since you're okay, I'll go first." He Yue pursed her lips and turned around.

Before he turned around, one of his arms was grabbed by the man behind him.

"Let it go!" He Yue almost immediately broke free of the man's hand.

Su Jieyi raised his eyebrows, the sparkle in his peach blossom eyes, and then smiled: "So guard against me?" And you still come to visit me? ”

"Who knew you were pretending to be sick!" And there is a mother who helps to hide her illness to fool her!

"That means you're going to come to see me whenever you're sick?" In a lazy voice, the man's perfect chin was raised slightly, and before He Yue could say anything to refute, the man's bathrobe actually slipped directly from his body.

"Ahh

A scream filled the Su family's living room, He Yue was furious, walked up to Su Jieyi in a few steps, picked up the bathrobe on the ground, and threw it in his face: "You shameless exhibitionist, put it on quickly!" ”

"What do you wear it for, put it on, you can't catch a cold." The sexy voice has a hint of innocence.

He Yue's face turned red, I don't know if he was angry, or because he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

Suddenly, Su Jieyi took a step forward and pressed his body in front of her.

He quickly leaned down, and before He Yue could react, he had already dropped a kiss on her lips, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Thought I didn't know, huh? That night, who took advantage of my drunkenness and secretly kissed me? This is what I deserve to be paid back, and none of us owe anyone anything. ”

He Yue's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he was kissed like this, and his disgusting look wiped his lips, "I don't know what you're talking about!" ”

He Yue's face turned red, and his eyes didn't know where to put them.

"Don't know?" The man in front of him smiled playfully, "I don't know if you just saw me undressing and didn't just slam the door and leave, and walked back to let me get dressed?" ”

He Yue's hair was about to burn.

"Are you afraid that I'm really cold, or do you want to see how I'm in shape?" The man's eyes were smiling brightly.

"Look at your figure?!" He Yue was forced to have no way out, and angrily scanned his body up and down like X-rays, "With your figure, going to the gym for another year to exercise is nothing to look at!" ”

Su Jieyi's smile was even brighter.

He Yue inexplicably felt a sense of weakness under his smile, she squeezed the bag in her hand tightly, and stomped her foot fiercely: "Who cares what about you, I'm leaving, goodbye or not!" ”

"A special place for the beauty of the ladies of the Huaicheng tea party for half a year." A man's low, languid voice came from behind.

He Yue didn't look back.

"One year." The voice behind came faintly.

He Yue paused, and his hand touched the doorknob lock.

"For two years, I stayed here for one night, and I didn't agree, so I had to let my mother go to Xu Liu Beauty Salon."

"If you dare to go to Xu Liu's shop once in the past two years, Su Jieyi, you'd better bless yourself

Lifeblood! ”

He Yue turned around fiercely, glared at the man behind him, and then walked towards the second floor: "Where is the guest room, I want to go to bed early!" ”

Looking at the woman on the stairs with red clouds on both sides of her cheeks, the look of the man behind her gradually dissipated, and when I looked closely, there was a sense of helplessness and pampering in my eyes, as well as an inexplicable complexity.

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Xihe called He Yue and said that he might have to go home late tonight, but He Yue said that he couldn't go back tonight.

Xihe asked her what was the matter, and she hesitated for a while, and then said that the old man asked her to go home for one night.

Xihe didn't think too much about it, and hung up the phone directly.

Walking into the Yuqing Hotel, Xihe thought of what happened here at that Nian's dinner. Coming to Yuqing Hotel today to negotiate a divorce made her feel weird.

Probably because the weather was too stuffy and it was going to rain.

got on the elevator and came to the outside of room 820, and Xihe's eyes were complicated.

Mu Jinghuan, do you remember that her birthday is 820? She thought he didn't remember at all.

Taking a deep breath outside the door, Xihe raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in." There was a deep male voice from his younger brother, with a faint dignity.

Xihe Yiyan pushed open the door and saw a man sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a square table is placed on which exquisite meals are placed, as well as candlesticks and red wine.

Divorced, but it makes it look like a date.

Nozomi smiled self-deprecatingly and walked inside. She also carried a divorce agreement in her bag, just in case, but when she saw the one on the table, her heart didn't know whether to loosen or tighten.

"Sit down." I don't know if it's about to get divorced, although Mu Jinghuan's eyebrows and eyes look indifferent, they are a lot gentler. At least he didn't look at her with a tender face, he was unreal like that.

"This agreement has already been signed, right?" Nozomi sat down and took the divorce agreement on the table and flipped through it.

Mu Jinghuan didn't say anything, but Xihe saw the final pen.

Her words are small and beautiful, and his words are wild and uninhibited.

"Then let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." Xihe closed the text and said lightly to the man opposite.

Mu Jinghuan squinted his eyes slightly, and pulled the corners of his mouth lightly: "Don't be in a hurry, there will be time in the future." ”

Xihe smiled: "What's so good about this kind of thing in the future?" It's good for everyone to leave early. ”

Mu Jinghuan didn't speak, he opened the bottle of red wine, poured a glass of wine for both of them, and then raised the glass.

"Xihe, in the past few years, I really can't stand you." He suddenly said to her bluntly.

Xihe was stunned, she didn't expect Mu Jinghuan to say this directly to herself, her eyes were a little complicated, and then she narrowed her gaze and shrugged her shoulders: "There's nothing to be sorry for, I chose this path myself, besides, in fact, nothing happened to me and you...... A substantive relationship, said to be a husband and wife, is more appropriate to describe as a friend. ”

Friend? How can her relationship with him be described as a friend? Xihe just wants to make the relationship between the two not too stiff at the last moment, since they are going to divorce, it is good to get together and disperse.

Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

hating a person is too strenuous for her, so she will drink all the things in the past like this glass of wine, and the past will go with the wind.

Mu Jinghuan's pupils shrank because of what she said, "There is no substantive relationship", and then pulled the corners of his mouth, put the wine glass intact beside him, and then took a copy of Wen Jiàn that had been placed beside him and handed it to Xihe.

"What is this?"

Nozomi frowned.

Mu Jinghuan said lightly: "I know that you divorced me, and I didn't want anything from the Mu family, but-" He turned his eyes to look at the dim world outside, "You are a woman after all, and it is always good to have something to live with." ”

Xihe didn't know all of Mu Jinghuan's purposes at this time, and when she was alone one day, she suddenly realized why he gave her so much property today.

But at this time, when Xihe understood what was inside, he didn't take it, but said lightly: "Mu Jinghuan, I didn't marry you for these things. ”

"But you always need these things to live, don't you?"

Xihe smiled, laughing so much that tears almost flowed out, she turned out to be in Mu Jinghuan's eyes and eventually became his other bed partners, and finally ended up with money, she looked at Mu Jinghuan: "Does your mother know that you gave me these things?" ”

What would that woman's expression look like if she knew?

"She'll never know about it." Mu Jinghuan pursed his lips slightly.

"A good one will never know." Xihe squeezed the bag in his hand, "But for me, you can sign this divorce agreement, which is comparable to thousands of things in your hands." ”

In fact, Xihe was slightly annoyed at that time, and what I want to say is that you will never know what kind of energy I used to love you. But after thinking about it, forget it, there is no need to nag such a sentence again.

She didn't want to stay with Mu Jinghuan anymore, so she picked up the divorce agreement that had been signed and was about to start

left, but his hand was held by Mu Jinghuan.

She frowned and turned her head to look at him, only to see him smile faintly at herself: "Since you don't accept this thing from me, I have prepared an extra gift for you, you must accept it." Seeing Xihe looking at himself suspiciously, his eyes slowly showed a little gentleness, "Don't worry, it's me who didn't think it through, I shouldn't have given you these things, Xihe, you are the birthday of the twentieth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, I have always remembered it, but I can't spend it with you this year, today is the August 20th solar calendar, let me celebrate your birthday for the last time." ”

Xihe's heart moved slightly, and a muffled sound came out of her throat, she wanted to say no, but when she saw Mu Jinghuan's eyes that were still a little warm even if they were very indifferent, she couldn't help but nodded.

It can be regarded as the end of this marriage. She thought.

Mu Jinghuan smiled faintly at her, got up and walked towards the outside of the private room.

I guess I'm going to push the cake.

Xihe thought in a daze, looking out the window, I don't know when, the rain began to fall, and there was a tendency to get heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain drowned out the slight locking sound after the door was closed.

Mu Jinghuan turned the key to lock the door, and when he heard a slight "click" sound, he felt his heart tremble, and the hand holding the key seemed to tremble a little, but soon he walked towards the window sill not far away.

The phone rang for a long time, but it was finally picked up by the man on the other end.

"Room 820 of Yuqing Hotel, you know who is inside, you can't get in for an hour, something is going to happen to her, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After Mu Jinghuan picked up the mobile phone over there, he said indifferently. His voice was very cold, from the moment the man returned to China, or the return of the man, he also made it by himself, he had already controlled this qiē, including that night, he called Xihe, it was the man who answered Xihe's mobile phone.

"What happened to her, and what does it have to do with me?" The man's voice over there was also extremely cold.

Mu Jinghuan picked out a cigarette and lit it, and smiled coldly: "Since that's the case, when I didn't say anything just now, I will find a man to help her relieve herself." ”

"Peng-" sounded, and it seemed that a nearby vase fell to the ground.

"You have to dare to let people touch her!" The man's voice was forced out from between his lips and teeth, as if suppressing a raging storm, and his voice was so cold that it seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

Mu Jinghuan's face was also as calm as a demon: "In an hour, the key will be placed at the front desk." If you don't have an hour, there will naturally be other men who will go to get the keys. ”

After speaking, Mu Jinghuan hung up his phone.

He took two steps back, quietly listening to the sounds in the private room. But the sound insulation of the Yuqing Hotel was so good that he couldn't hear what was going on inside at all. For example, is Nozomi starting to doubt him? Or, will Xihe not have the patience to wait to knock on the door, only to find out that he has been deceived?

From the beginning, he felt that he was almost unable to act. Obviously, he really doesn't like Xihe, but why did he feel that his heart wanted to retreat when he called Nian Quyang?

Taking a hard puff of cigarette, Mu Jinghuan calmed down and abandoned the crazy thoughts in his mind at the moment - his thoughts at the moment were fixed on Xihe's glasses, and now he didn't know whether Xihe's eyes were like Song Xincheng's, or Song Xincheng's like hers