Ex-Wife Does Not Return to The Room

Chapter 423: You are waiting for me

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"If you want to die, you can only die by my side, otherwise, even if the Lord Yan is here, it won't work. Shu Jiu 属匫"

As soon as he grasped her wrist, Xie Zhenting said word by word, there was a touch of unquestionable firmness in those deep and secluded eyes.

"Ha ha"

Looking at him, Ruan Qingqing suddenly laughed. Didn't he expect that when he met him, even his life was not his own

The huge room suddenly fell into silence, and the silence made people feel unreasonable.

At this moment, the harsh cell phone ringing pierced the tranquility of the entire room. He picked up the cell phone and took a look, and then Xie Zhenting turned his head to her.

"You go upstairs and rest for a while. When the meal is ready, I will let someone call you."

Without looking at him, Ruan Qingqing shook off his hand vigorously, and then walked upstairs, knowing that in front of him, even if he said no, the result would still be the same.

Until her figure disappeared from the line of sight, Tse Zhenting slowly pressed the call button—

"Hey, it's me, what's the matter?"

Glancing upstairs, he said in a low voice.

"What? It's already here, where?"

"okay, I get it."

After speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry, turned around and walked towards the hallway. He opened the door, briefly explained a few words to the person outside, and then left in a hurry.

Sitting in front of the window, Ruan Qingqing quietly stared at the gradual sunset. At this time, the sunset glow reddened the entire sky, and the beautiful scenery in full swing made people fascinated and intoxicated.

Exhaling silently, she slowly raised her wrist. There was a circle of black and green marks on that snow-white wrist, which he had just left, and the force seemed to break her wrist.

Swallowing her saliva, she slowly closed her eyes.

The room was still the same as when she left, and she took a deep breath, as if she could still smell the familiar smell. Once here, she gave birth to a child, but the child died before it was born.

So, he didn't know that this was the place she was most reluctant to come.

Because here is the deepest pain in her heart and the least willing to uncover it.

After a long while, she opened her eyes slowly, took out the phone from her pocket, turned it on, and the next moment, countless text messages just jumped out like this, and there was only one sender—

Fengmu.

The man who gave her the most comfort when she was the most sad and helpless, the man who could not repay his kindness in her life, the man who she was destined to only betray his life.

At this moment, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Feng Mu's name appeared on the screen again, her fingers trembling, and it took a long time before she gently pressed the call button—

"Hey, Fengmu."

She murmured, there was a deep exhaustion in that voice, she kneaded her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and quietly felt the sunset glow on her face.

"Xiao Qing'er, where are you now? Do you know that I am going crazy looking for you?"

At the microphone end, Feng Mu said anxiously, and the noise of the car inside could still be heard faintly.

"I'm fine, I just want to find a place to be quiet and rest assured."

She pretended to talk casually, tucked a lock of hair that fell on her forehead behind her ears, and then she sank into the lazy couch.

"Come back, I know the dark owl's methods, if he wants to control Tse Zhenting, you will be her first choice."

After a while, Feng Mu suddenly said such a sentence.

"You also know the dark owl?"

Ruan Qingqing's heart was shocked again when he heard what he said.

According to Xie Zhenting, it was because he robbed An Xiao’s arms that he angered him. It can be seen that An Xiao is not a good person, but now he heard the name from Feng Mu’s mouth, then...

She suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore, because she was afraid that she could not bear the consequences.

"Yes, I have had some dealings with him before."

Feng Mu said vaguely, "Xiao Qing'er, where are you? I will pick you up, and then we will go directly to register for marriage, okay?"

There was a touch of impatience in his tone that he couldn't even notice.

"Registration of marriage?"

Ruan Qingqing was shocked again, and instinctively told her that Fengmu was abnormal, but where was the problem? She has no way to pursue it.

"Yes, let's register to get married first. I promise to give you a grand wedding that you will never forget when you come back."

Feng Mu said repeatedly, "Xiao Qing'er, where are you now? Did Xie Zhenting lock you up again?"

"I'm in the Imperial Garden"

It took a long time for Ruan Qingqing to squeeze these four words from between his teeth.

"You are waiting for me"

After a few simple words, the other side hung up the phone with a swish.

Holding the microphone and listening to the "beep beep..." sound coming from it, Ruan Qingqing suddenly forgot all his reactions.

Dark owl

Registration of marriage

Fengmu's urgency

What is the reason for all this? Why are things less and less like what she imagined? Does this also mean that the once peaceful life has finally turned into a bunch of bubbles

Destiny is like a giant hand, pulling her closer to the center of the whirlpool bit by bit. What is hateful is that she has no strength to even struggle.

Time passed quietly in her puzzlement. At this moment, there was a loud noise outside, and her heart was shocked. She quickly stood up and walked downstairs.

It's Fengmu!

When she walked to the hallway, when she was holding the doorknob in her hand, her wrist was suddenly grasped.

"Madam, you can't step out of this room without the boss's order."

A cold-faced man in black said in a deep voice, without any waves on his face.

"Get out of the way"

Ruan Qingqing said in a deep voice, "My life is my own decision, and it is not my turn to be pointed out by others."

"If Mrs. insists on doing this, it will be offended."

As she spoke, she raised her palms and fell to the ground, only to feel the darkness in front of her, and she fell softly to the ground.