"Remember me, it's up to me to get a divorce or not. No one else can do this master. Shu Mianjue?"
After saying this, without even looking at her, Xie Zhenting turned around and walked out.
Behind him, there was a light of resentment in Mo Yan's eyes.
"Really? Xie Zhenting, don't tell me you are in love with that woman."
Different from the past gentleness, when she said this, there was clearly a chilly feeling in her voice.
With a startled expression, Xie Zhenting stopped there all of a sudden.
Is he in love with Ruan Qingqing
When this thought slipped through his mind, he suddenly laughed.
How could he fall in love with such a woman, at best, she is just a chess piece in his hand, but why does he feel a little guilty in his heart when he thinks so
"Why didn't you speak? I poke the center of the matter, right?"
Walking to him, Mo Yan's eyes looked at him unblinkingly, "I don't ask you to fall in love with me, but you absolutely can't fall in love with that woman, so even if you die, your sister will not look at him. ."
Once again, she moved out of Mo Feng's trump card, because every time in the past, as long as she moved out of Mo Feng, Xie Zhenting would obediently surrender in the end, and this time will definitely not be an exception.
But what she didn't expect was that Zhenting Tse just raised her head and glanced at her, and then said something like this—
"How could Mo Feng have a sister like you."
He said this sentence very calmly, but the disappointment between the lines made people hear it all at once.
Yes, a simple and kind-hearted girl like Mo Feng shouldn't have a scheming sister like Mo Yan.
"What do you mean?"
Mo Yan said in a deep voice, his face turned particularly ugly in an instant.
"Mo Yan, for the sake of a child, you can do it yourself. I am very busy recently. If there are no important things, don't bother me again. Do you hear it?"
After saying this, it was like leaping over an obstacle, and he walked past her.
The door slowly opened and then it was closed with a "clang". Behind him, Mo Yan's eyes showed a light of hatred, and the hands hanging on his side were clenched tightly into fists. The long nails sank deeply into the flesh, but she didn't feel any pain.
Walking to a wall, looking at the smiling girl in the photo, a mocking smile appeared on her face.
"Sister, this is the man you love to live and die, do you see it? He doesn't want you anymore. Now he has fallen in love with another woman. Men don’t have a good thing, no one. You wait, I will let you see To his end."
She said sharply, the delicate facial features were entangled with anger and hatred.
By the time Xie Zhenting hurried back all the way, Ruan Qingqing was already asleep, and the small lamp on the bedside gave out a dim light, covering her whole in an orange halo.
Opening the door gently, Zhen Ting Tse Tse tiptoedly walked in, looking at the peaceful sleeping face, a manic heart strangely settled down.
Just looking at her quietly, for a long while, he shook his head vigorously, reached out his hand and tried her forehead, it was not hot anymore, just don’t know if something bad happened in the dream, at this moment , Her brows were locked tightly, as if trying to suppress something.
Devilishly, Xie Zhenting actually had an urge to smooth it, but as soon as his finger touched her eyebrow, he shrank back like an electric shock.
He breathed out gently, he undressed and went to bed, held her tightly in his arms across the quilt, and took a deep breath. The faint fragrance between his nose was full of fragrance. The sweet taste is refreshing.
Surrounded by this curly fragrance, he fell asleep without knowing it.
When he woke up, the sun was shining outside the window, and he subconsciously touched her, holding the empty in his arms, all over his body, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
Looking around, Ruan Qingqing has long since disappeared.
Without even thinking about it, he just lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.
Open the bathroom door, no, then he opened the door and rushed out.
In the kitchen downstairs, Ruan Qingqing was constantly busy. The morning sun was shining on her face. There was a layer of fine sweat on her forehead. When she heard movement behind her, she turned her head and her face There was a faint smile on it.
"You wake up, and the meal will be ready soon. Go and wash."
After speaking, she turned around and stirred the porridge in the pot again, with a focused and serious expression.
Leaning on the door frame, Zhen Ting Xie looked at her busy figure so quietly, and suddenly an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.
Even Tang Yan, who is a mother, has not personally cooked a meal for him in the past 20 years, but this woman has always been thinking about him.
"What's wrong? Something?"
Turning his head to see him still standing there, Ruan Qingqing asked suspiciously.
"No, you are busy."
After saying this, Zhenting Tse left the kitchen almost as if he had fled. I'm afraid that if I slow down, the woman will see through my mind.
Looking at his back, Ruan Qingqing was startled, then turned around nonchalantly and continued to stir the porridge in the pot until the porridge became sticky and turned off the fire.
During breakfast, the atmosphere was very quiet. The bright sunshine hit them through the large French windows, and everything looked so beautiful and beautiful.
Sitting there, Zhen Ting Tse sipped sips, never before felt that porridge can be so delicious as it is now.
When thinking like this, he unconsciously raised his head and glanced at her, which happened to collide with her projected vision, and then the two of them dropped their heads in unison.
"That one… "
Taking a look at her, he cleared his throat vigorously, "I have something to go to the United States recently. If it is fast, I will be back in three days. If it is slow, it will take a week."
"Oh, got it."
Ruan Qingqing responded in a low voice, obviously absent-minded.
"Don't go out these days. If it's my mother's phone, don't answer it at all, you know? There's something waiting for me to come back to deal with it."
Looking at her, he said another sentence, his tone clearly uneasy.
"it is good"
"Also, if Mo Yan is looking for you, ignore her either."
Hearing what he said, Ruan Qingqing sighed silently, "What the hell do you want to say?"