Ex-Wife Does Not Return to The Room

Chapter 389: Sour feeling

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"What do you want to do?"

Looking at the closed door, Xie Zhenting's face was already pale. Shu Canjuan. The little relationship that he tried so hard to ease was destroyed in her light and fluttering words.

"It's in vain that you have been rolling in women's pile for so many years. It seems that you still don't know women at all."

Glancing at him sideways, Mo Yan Shiran sat down in the chair, "Do you know why she has not been willing to be with you for so many years?"

"why?"

Zhenting Tse subconsciously asked such a sentence. To be honest, he really doesn't understand a woman's mind. He is obviously very good to her, isn't he

"Because you don't know what she really wants."

Mo Yan said this coolly. In the past few years in the United States, she really wanted to understand a lot of things. Although she was still unwilling, she had let go of many things. She didn't know until the moment she really let go. It turns out that blessing is more reassuring than possession. Because that man didn't have herself in his heart, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't walk into his eyes.

"What does she want? I will give her a stable and worry-free life, and give her money that she can't spend until death. Is this not enough?"

Xie Zhenting asked suspiciously, saying that women's hearts were needles in the bottom of the sea, and this was really true.

"Ha ha"

Mo Yan smiled and shook his head, there was a helpless expression in his eyes.

Maybe this is a man, always synonymous with big nerves.

"why are you laughing?"

Looking at the smile on her face, Xie Zhenting's expression became gloomy again, his eyebrows furrowed, and he was obviously unhappy.

"Nothing, do you want to know whether you are important to her?"

She pretended to say that she came back this time as an atonement for the wrong things she had done. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, their children were indeed gone because of her, even though she had also paid for it. The child’s price.

"how to prove?"

Although Zhenting Xie did not know what her true intentions were, she undoubtedly tempted him greatly by her proposal. This has always been a knot in his heart, because he doesn't know if she has him in her heart, so she is even more worried. And not sure.

"Just leave it to me, but you must cooperate with me 100%, otherwise, you will never get the answer you want."

Mo Yan said unpredictably, looking at that picture that made her obsessed for a while, and even used all means to get him, now when she looks at it like this, the regret in her heart has long surpassed her infatuation.

"Can I trust you?"

Zhenting Xie looked at her uncertainly, always feeling that the Mo Yan he saw now was a bit different from the previous woman.

"You must believe me."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Yan laughed lowly, "I use my sister's personality guarantee, okay?"

When she mentioned Mo Feng, Zhenting Xie's face was blank for a short time, and then he nodded gently.

The bloody setting sun drifted away, and when the last glimmer of sunset also sank into the horizon with a decisive attitude, the vast night enveloped the entire land.

Sitting in the office, looking at the magnificent night view of the city through the wide glass window, the colorful neon is twinkling. Looking from afar, the cold street lights and the stars in the sky are reflected in each other, for a time the sea of stars and the sea of lights Connected into one piece, people can't distinguish between heaven and earth.

With her hands around her chest, she exhaled a long breath, rubbing her sore neck, showing a tired expression on her face.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the city's night began slowly.

Sitting there, she still didn't move. I really wanted to sit here all the time and never get up again. Wouldn't it be better if she could just sink in.

There was another long sigh, and there was a dead silence in the huge office, hidden in the shadow of the lights, she was like a single traveler.

The clock made a "tick tick..." sound, faintly reminding her that time was passing away, and she still had a lot to do. Just when she was in a daze, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

She glanced sideways at the name of the person jumping on the screen, her eyebrows were slightly closed, and finally she pressed the call button.

"Xiao Qing'er, you are late."

As soon as the call was connected, Zhenting Xie's voice came from the microphone, still in a refreshing tone.

"I'm a little tired tonight, I don't want to go there anymore."

Thinking of the scene at noon, she still felt a little bored in her heart, as if it was blocked by something, and the stalk couldn't get up there.

"No, we're done. Besides, don't you want to see Ruan Sisi? I have sent someone to send her over. Do you want to talk to her?"

Zhenting Xie's voice came from the microphone again. Before she could speak, a soft female voice suddenly came from the microphone—

"Sister, I am Sisi."

"Well, I see, I'll be over in a while."

When she heard Ruan Sisi's voice, she sighed silently. Just when she was about to hang up the phone, a voice that couldn't be more familiar came from the microphone—

"Ting, I have told you so many times that you are not allowed to make calls, and you are not allowed to make calls. Did you not hear me? No, as punishment for you, hit your butt three times, one or two..."

The word "three" hadn't been spoken yet, she had hung up the phone in a hurry, and there was another dull pain in her heart.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you?"

After hammering her head a few times, she said bitterly, that man is not what she has always hated. If another woman can entangle him at this time, wouldn't she get out more easily? But why do I feel a sour feeling in my heart when I think of him and other people's looks like you and me.

"Ruan Qingqing, you are a deadly pervert, have you also become a masochist?"