"Mu Shaohan, don't forget that you signed the divorce agreement! As long as I don't allow it, you'll always be mine! Luo Xiangyu was angry, hugged Mu Shaohan fiercely, looked for her lips indiscriminately, and bit down as if he wanted to eat her. Mu Shaohan pressed his hand against his chest, closed his lips tightly, and stared at him with red eyes.

When did he Luo Xiangyu suffer such a setback, is he still the woman who once thought he was the world?

The injured male self-esteem made him lose his usual calmness, and he instinctively chose the most hurtful words to hide the emotions in his heart, and he sarcastically said in the most cruel and disgusting tone, "Mu Shaohan, who do you think you are?" ”

"Mu Shaohan, do you think Lu Yan, the president of the dignified Lu Group, can really marry you? And he doesn't know that you are my Luo Xiangyu's ex-wife! If he knew, he would have abandoned you. ”

It turns out that in Luo Xiangyu's heart, she is such an existence, she has always been attached to his existence, without him, she is nothing, no one will like her because she is Mu Shaohan, and in his eyes, she has no strengths worthy of his liking.

"Even so, I, Mu Shaohan, will not follow you Luo Xiangyu. I, Mu Shaohan, swear that one day I will trample all the sluts who have harmed me under my feet! Including you, Luo, Xiang, and Yu! Mu Shaohan bit his lip, and burst out of the door with tears in his eyes. Behind him, Luo Xiangyu swept all the wine bottles and glasses on the table to the ground. The glass shards shattered to the ground, just like her heart shattered again.

She thought that her heart, which had hurt to the extreme, would not hurt anymore, but she was wrong. The attendant in the lobby watched in amazement as she rushed downstairs into the distance.

She didn't know how long it had been since she ran out, she was so tired that she squatted on the side of the road and hugged her shoulders and cried loudly.

When she was crying so dark that she couldn't see the stars, a coat was quietly draped on Mu Shaohan's body, and through her teary eyes, she saw Luo Xiangyu and their past in a trance. It was as if he saw Lu Yan coming to her side, and looked at her with gentle pity with a frown.

"Little girl, are you okay, do you need a taxi? My car just pulled guests here, this place is so big, and there are usually few people, so I can take you along the way. The honest middle-aged man in front of him, probably afraid of her fear, held his taxi work card with one hand and pointed to the taxi with the lights on in the back with the other hand.

"Thank you, master." Mu Shaohan took off the clothes he was draping on his body and returned them to the taxi driver. Nodding his head, he reported the address of the hotel and got into a taxi.

"Master, you see that this road is so long, and the road built by the French plane trees is also so long. When I came, there was an extended version of Lincoln, but when I went, I didn't even see a shared bicycle. Isn't it particularly pathetic, you say? ”

The taxi driver looked at the woman sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror, his small face was full of grievances, and he seemed to be relieved. He remembered his whole life.

Why don't you say more, everyone has their own story, and you will understand it when it hurts.

After returning to the hotel, Lu Yan and Mu Shaohan took time to go out to play for a few days. That's when I packed up and went home. During this period, he did not meet Luo Xiangyu again, which made Mu Shaohan feel a lot more at ease. When I got home, I saw Xiaotang, Aunt Tang, and the people who cared about her, and they also chose to forget the grievances they received from Luo Xiangyu. So he went to work seriously, until ten days later, the news of Luo Xiangyu's marriage came.

in a church

The spacious and bright church is wrapped in pink ribbons and pure white roses, as if walking into the warm and tranquil Mediterranean, with your eyes closed, you can vaguely feel the breeze like a spring breeze, with a hint of sweetness, a hint of sweetness, a hint of coolness.

But why can anyone smell a hint of corruption? Even the smell of decay is overshadowed by the enthusiastic audience.

"Please welcome the bride with a round of applause!" The upright host of ceremonies, the high voice caused the audience to applaud.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and their hearts were looking forward to the fair woman coming out from behind the door. It had taken her most of her life to get to this point, and she must be very beautiful today.

Five seconds later, there was no movement behind the door.

"Hehe, it seems that the bride is shy! Why don't we applaud a little more warmly and give her some courage, okay? The silent master of ceremonies continued.

After speaking, the audience laughed, and then remembered the thunderous applause.

The groom in a black suit had a dark face at this time, obviously dissatisfied with the master of ceremonies' words: Mu Weiwei, how can he not have this courage? Then why are you still married to him?

After a round of applause, the bride was like a woman holding a pipa and half-covering her face, and she didn't come out for a long time. At this time, the groom's heart welled up with a trace of unhappiness.

"Oh? Does the bride want the groom to pick it up himself? The master of ceremonies looked at the groom with clear eyebrows and a puzzled look in his eyes.

The groom spread his hands and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either.

"No, you don't! I'm going to come out on my own. ”

Quiet, no sound other than quiet.

Everyone knows that this crisp spring-like voice does not belong to the bride, so who is she?

A pair of white hands pushed open the milky white church door. The first thing that caught the eye was a pair of fiery red high heels, like a phoenix swaying in the wind, and the simple style showed the owner's unique hobby; The gaze moved slowly, a red dress wrapped around a bumpy body, and the snow-white skin looked lighter and fairer against the backdrop of the sun; A bare hand gently holds a bouquet of delicate white roses.

"What? Xiang Yu, don't you know me? Although the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were full of coldness.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, the groom couldn't help but smile, and then realized his gaffe, so he pretended to look at the visitor with a cold face.

"What are you doing here?" Nervousness invaded his fragile nerves.

"Congratulations, of course!" The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the tip of his nose sniffed on the rose, before he raised his head and looked at the man in front of him and said, "What?" Don't welcome your ex-wife? Didn't you send me an invitation and let me bless you? ”

It turned out that the person who came was Mu Shaohan, she thought about it for half a month, and decided to take advantage of today to completely cut off the relationship between her and Luo Xiangyu, leaving no trace. Looking at the man with a dark face, Mu Shaohan felt that he had already achieved half of the success. The rest ...... A sneer in his heart will definitely surprise Luo Xiangyu.

In a word, it was like a blockbuster*, and it was put into the audience.

"This is Luo Xiangyu's mysterious ex-wife?"

"It's beautiful, why was it abandoned by Luo Xiangyu?"

"I heard that the bride that Mr. Luo married is still the sister of his ex-wife!"

"Tut-tut......"

The voices of implied speculation are endless. Mu Shaohan smiled brighter, and his heart was even more joyful.