Looking back now, it's not that she doesn't care about her marriage in the past few years, she just knows that it's useless for her to care.

She originally thought that everything would be fine after the divorce and start a new life, but it seemed that the dog man didn't seem to plan to let her go.

It's like a thorn in the bottom of my heart, I know where it is, but I can't pull it out.

……

The next day, Ruan Xingwan stuck Zhou Cishen to go to the company and arrived at the Xinghu Mansion.

The maid looked at the staff of the two moving companies she brought, and the sweat was about to come out, so she could only make an excuse: "Mrs., Mr. has explained that no one can enter the ......."

Ruan Xingwan also knew the temper of the dog man: "If they don't go up, I'll just take it down." ”

With that, she pulled her empty suitcase and walked upstairs.

The servant followed closely behind her, persuading the young couple who seemed to her to be making trouble: "Madam, why don't you wait until the husband comes back before moving, otherwise he will be angry." ”

"Is there a time when he doesn't get angry, he just thinks that my things are taking up his place and hindering his eyes, and I will move away to see what else he can say."

"Alas, Mrs. ......"

The maid couldn't persuade him, so he could only sneak away and call Zhou Cishen.

Ruan Xing entered the cloakroom late, looked at the wardrobe on the entire wall, and felt that his temples were jumping.

The clothes were custom-made to her measurements, but she never wore them, and none of them really belonged to hers.

However, Zhou Cishen asked her to move away, she can understand, maybe in the near future, the Xinghu Mansion will usher in a new hostess, and others will definitely be unhappy when they look at the clothes that do not belong to them in this wardrobe.

I have to say that Zhou Cishen really embodies capitalism to the fullest, and he does not waste manpower and material resources at all.

Ruan Xingwan only put a few clothes in the evening, and the suitcase was full.

She looked at the tip of the iceberg and suddenly regretted that she was so impulsive that she agreed to move.

Now, let alone take away the clothes in the whole closet, she can't even lift this suitcase alone.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the maid came over with the phone: "Madam, sir is looking for you." ”

Ruan Xingwan took it, and suddenly felt a little weak: "Mr. Zhou, I ......"

The man's voice came without warmth: "No need to move. ”

Ruan Xingwan didn't expect such a good thing, and was stunned before saying, "Ah? ”

Zhou Ci sneered coldly: "Ji Huai saw that you were wearing less clothes?" ”

“……”

Without waiting for Ruan Xingwan to answer, Zhou Cishen had already hung up the phone quickly.

Ruan Xingwan didn't react when he held his mobile phone for a long time, what kind of trouble did he make here?

After a long time, Ruan Xingwan sighed in resignation, took out all the clothes that had just been placed in the suitcase, and put them back in their original places.

The servant said next to him: "Madam, you and Mr. are still quarrelling, you also know that Mr. is that temper, but he has always thought about you in his heart, otherwise he would not ......"

Ruan Xingwan turned around and smiled: "There is no quarrel, we are already divorced." ”

The maid was stunned when she heard this, probably because she didn't expect it to be so serious.

In the time she was distracted, Ruan Xingwan had already packed her clothes and dragged her suitcase downstairs.

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