He felt a little hot and dodged and retracted his hand.

"Mo Jiyan, you son of a bitch!" Chu Wei suddenly pounced, like an injured lion cub.

She threw herself into the man's arms, howling and screaming, "Haven't you done enough? Do you really want to see me die before you are willing? You give me back Xiaoyue, as long as you give me back your daughter, you can take revenge on me as much as you want! ”

Her appearance stimulated Mo Jiyan, he didn't expect her to be so excited, he grabbed her shoulders hard, pushed her away from his side, and gritted his teeth. "Do you know the pain, too? Chu Weiwei, we are already divorced, and you have no right to order me now! ”

Chu Weiwei saw such a deep hatred in his eyes, but she still couldn't figure it out, she just divorced him, and he was going to do everything he could to destroy her like this?

"Mo Jiyan, what the hell are you going to do?"

"I said, I'm going to let Satsuki go abroad!"

Chu trembled his lips slightly, and saw a kind of determination in his eyes that he did what he said.

She didn't know when and how they became where they are now.

"Could it be...... Do you have to do that? ”

Chu Weiwei was already close to collapsing, and she was almost out of breath and muttered.

"It has to be so!"

Mo Jiyan replied decisively and resolutely.

With that, he turned and was about to leave.

"Ink ......"

Chu Weiwei just let out a low voice, and the man in front of him paused.

He turned around slowly, his face calm, and even his speech was breezy and calm.

He took out something, and it wasn't until he handed it to his eyes that Chu Weiwei saw it clearly-

That's an invitation!

"By the way, I'm getting married, I'll send you an invitation, and I hope you can appreciate your face then."

Chu was slightly as if she had been hit hard, as if she couldn't believe it, staring at Mo Jiyan with starry eyes, her lips moving, but she couldn't say a word.

"What? You're not ahead of me, so you're upset? ”

He pulled the corners of his mouth, but the yin owl under his eyes was already raging like a storm and waves.

Chu Weiwei's head was a mess, and he didn't know what he said at all.

He's getting married?

And that Shen Chuyi?

Seeing her blank expression, the man turned his face more and more, shook his hand slightly, and threw the invitation card on the table at the door.

"I sent the invitation, by the way, if Miss Chu is willing to appreciate her face, I don't know if she can be a bridesmaid at my wedding."

"Mo Jiyan, tell me, what else can't you do?"

Chu Wei looked at the bottom of his inky black pool, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was very unfamiliar.

This wasn't the Halberd Rock, not the man next to her pillow.

"It doesn't matter what you think of me, as long as we get out of business."

Mo Jiyan took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath, his narrow phoenix eyes were obscure, "Okay, that's all for today." ”

He spoke in a tone that seemed to be sending off a poor worm, full of disgust and perfunctory, "If you are willing to be there, maybe I can still let you see Satsuki." ”

"If I go, can you give Satsuki back to me?"

"I can't." Mo Jiyan spat out a puff of smoke rings, "Chu Weiwei, don't give me an inch." ”

"I'm not going." Chu Weiwei's tone was firm.

"No, you'll go." Mo Jiyan is more determined than her.

He understands Chu Weiwei, and the only thing Chu Weiwei can't let go of is Xiaoyue.

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