Yun Huan took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and replied, "It's me, Yun Huan." ”

Mrs. Mo opened the door and saw Yun Huan with indescribable surprise: "Why are you here?" Sit down, I'll call Lao Mo. ”

As he spoke, he raised his voice and shouted: "Lao Mo, your investor in this drama is here!" ”

Mo Qian heard his wife's shout: "Let her wait for me for a while." ”

Mrs. Mo walked in the direction of the voice: "What are you doing?" ”

Mo Qian lowered his voice: "In constipation!" ”

Yun Huan still heard it, looked away a little embarrassedly, and then touched his nose.

Mrs. Mo was already accustomed to this, walked up to Yun Huan, and greeted her with a smile: "Old Mo is drawing a storyboard, don't worry." ”

"......" Yun Huan didn't know how Mrs. Mo sat down and lied without changing her face, but seeing her expression so natural, she couldn't debunk it: "I'm just not busy." ”

Mrs. Mo asked, "Do you need me to entertain you?" If I don't need to, I'm going to take care of the housework? ”

As he spoke, he didn't give Yun Huan a chance to answer at all, and walked directly to the refrigerator and took out the dishes.

Mo Qian came out with a stench all over his body, as if he had forgotten the existence of Yun Huan, walked straight to the kitchen, and naturally picked up the dishes and chose them.

His voice had the steadiness and kindness of a middle-aged man: "Wife, I've said it all, when I'm at home, all these housework are handed over to me." ”

Mrs. Mo didn't dislike him for smelling bad, sitting on a small stool, her eyes staring at the dishes, and the movements of her hands did not stop: "Someone is looking for you to talk about work, you go first." ”

"She's coming to me, it's definitely fine." Mo Qian was not afraid of Yun Huan hearing it: "So let's not worry, let her wait." ”

Mrs. Mo shook her head helplessly: "You." ”

There was no dislike in the voice, but it was all connivance with honey.

Yun Huan sat on the sofa in the living room, and when he turned his head, he could see the two people in the kitchen, they were both middle-aged, but their relationship was still very good......

I saw that she was inexplicably a little envious.

It's afternoon.

Bo Xi got off work on time, but met Yunxing at the door of the company.

She seemed to be deliberately blocking Bo Xi, and when she saw Bo Xi coming out, she trotted up to meet him, looked at Bo Xi and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Bo Xi indifferently widened the distance between him and Yun Xing: "Don't get too close to me, otherwise I will be photographed by reporters, and my wife will be jealous when she sees it." ”

"Ma'am?" Yun Xing heard these two words as if he had heard what a nice joke, and approached Bo Xi step by step: "You mean Yun Huan?" ”

Bo Xi asked rhetorically: "Who else is there besides her?" ”

"Have you forgotten ......" Yun Xing stopped in front of Bo Xi, grabbed Bo Xi's tie with his right hand, forced him to bow his head, and looked at him: "You two, you have just received a divorce certificate this morning?" ”

In a word......

But it was like a hammer that smashed on Bo Xi's heart, so that he had to come out of the fantasy of no divorce and face the reality.

The hands in the pockets clenched unconsciously, and the cold gaze became a little colder unconsciously.

He looked at Yun Xing: "So? ”

Yun Xing let go of his hand and said as a matter of course, "Do you know why you divorced her?" ”

Of course, Bo Xi knew: "It's because you came back, and my wife thinks that the person I like is you, so she wants to quit and fulfill us." ”

His voice, as usual, was devoid of emotion, but ......

Yunxing felt that Bo Xi was really accusing her: "Isn't it? ”

Bo Xi raised his chin and asked in an unattainable posture: "Do you think you are still qualified to be liked?" ”

Yun Xing looked at Bo Xi in disbelief: "What do you mean?" ”

"Don't you understand?" Bo Xi didn't mind saying it more cruelly: "Since you decided to go abroad at the beginning, you are sure that you will definitely be able to carve out your own world abroad, then you should stay abroad all the time." ”

"Instead of suddenly realizing that without the support of me and Mu Yiping, it would be difficult for you to even be a trick......"

"So I went back to China in a gloomy way, wanting to hug my thighs, and then buy all kinds of drafts to promote that the person I love is you."

Yun Xing didn't expect Bo Xi to speak so ruthlessly, and the blood on his face was completely lost......

Bo Xi continued: "If I had known earlier that I would have helped you win resources and give you a large salary, but you used it to destroy my marriage, then ......"

"I'd rather watch you starve to death abroad than give you a penny."

The words were so cruel that they ......

Yun Xing couldn't resist it at all, and a layer of mist appeared in his round eyes: "Putting these aside, Bo Xi, you can answer me well!" ”

She lifted her chin, tears rolling in her eyes, but she stubbornly didn't let the tears flow: "Do you still like me?" ”

Bo Xi didn't know, but what he did know was that when he was enjoying his marriage with Yun Huan, he asked his friends.

His feelings for Yun Huan are not considered love.

Friends say it doesn't count, his feelings for Yunxing are the real likes.

He thinks that his friend is wrong, and asks other people, but no matter how many people he asks, he finally only comes up with one answer.

To truly love someone, is ......

Willing to let go and let her go and fight.

Like he did to Yunxing.

And like is not......

Like is possession, want to enclose her in her own world, like a pet, spend a lot of money to provide her with an environment comparable to a golden wire cage.

Seeing her being raised by him, I sincerely feel satisfied.

always subconsciously made her dependent on him, but never thought of making her independent.

That's what likes.

All the people who answered him swore so much that Bo Xi, who was skeptical at first, finally believed it in the end.

And they are probably right.

Otherwise......

Why does everyone say that?

He looked at Yun Xing: "It's not important, Yun Xing, you just need to understand one thing." ”

"Even if I can't find a partner in the future, I will be lonely for the rest of my life, and I don't plan to marry you."

A simple sentence easily made Yunxing break the defense: "Reason? ”

She wanted to know, and Bo Xi didn't mind telling her: "I won't give the same person a second chance to betray me." ”

Dropping this sentence, he strode out.

Mrs. Bo was still waiting for him at home.

I had just taken two steps and suddenly remembered......

Mrs. Bo didn't want him anymore.

The man who has always been cold and arrogant, inexplicably a little lonely at this time, walked to the underground garage, sat in the car, and finally took out his mobile phone uncontrollably and called Yun Huan.

Yun Huan was still sitting at Mo Qian's house, watching the two of them choose vegetables together, chatting from time to time, and suddenly felt a little envious.

If......

If only she could find a husband who was willing to live like this.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and she took out her mobile phone to see that it was Bo Xi calling.

Casually connected, she: "Hey? ”

"Where are you?"

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