President's black-bellied ex-wife

Pan Fuyun lowered her head, leaving only a denim octagonal hat facing the man.After chemotherapy, her hair began to fall out. Although the autumn in the south is not too cold, she is used to wearing a hat to wrap some thinning hair in it.She is going out for a social event today. She is wearing a slightly casual professional suit, paired with such a sweet octagonal hat, and put on some heavy makeup. She looks sweet, lively and capable. If she didn't know her physical condition , no one can see that she is seriously ill now.

The more Wei Zi saw her appearance, he didn't know what she wanted to say, or maybe he guessed something, but he couldn't give it, so he pretended not to understand.

"I've been out for a long time, let's go in..." Wei Ziyue seemed not to notice her strangeness, said calmly, and naturally reached out to push the door to go in.

"Ziyue!" Suddenly, his waist tightened, and someone hugged behind him, and a soft body pressed against him, "I...I suddenly don't want you to go...Ziyue, I want you to accompany me Me." No matter how proud a woman is, she has lost her dignity at this moment, and face is nothing compared to the warmth of reality.Pan Fuyun's thoughts at this time, as long as Wei Zi is more willing to stay, it doesn't matter if she lives less.

Wei Ziyue was startled, his face flashed with embarrassment, he quickly stretched out his hands to grab the entangled hands around his waist and pulled them away, turned around and looked at the woman with bowed head, "Fuyun, don't do this."

"I don't." Pan Fuyun raised her head, tears were already hanging on her slender eyelashes, "Ziyue, you never fought for me, do you think it's fair? Why don't you hate that woman who designed you? She got married together! Ziyue, I got such a serious illness, maybe you go back today, and when you come back next time, you won't see me anymore... Don't you feel... sad at all?"

The more Wei Zi didn't expect that Pan Fuyun would say such words, the more he didn't expect that she would cry sadly. Although the private room was relatively quiet, there were waiters passing by from time to time. He knew how to coax a woman, but he didn't want to do this to Pan Fuyun. In the end, he could only pat the woman on the shoulder in embarrassment, and comforted in a low voice: "Fuyun, you also said that sympathy is different from love—"

"Why do you love that woman? Is it because she is beautiful? Or is it because she gave birth to a son for you?" Pan Fuyun was aggressive, and finally asked the question after entangled in her mind for a long time.

A waiter came over and looked at them curiously. Wei Zi frowned helplessly, and dragged her to another corridor, and found a transparent open-air balcony, "Fuyun, the relationship between us has already passed away. I know that in the past, I was sorry for you, and I have always owed you an apology. Now I really plan to settle down. I love her, not because of her appearance, nor because she gave me a son, that kind of I feel... How should I put it, I enjoy the time with her, I feel relaxed and comfortable, even if it is a quarrel, I find it interesting. Fuyun, you know how much I paid for her, so in this life I I won't let her go, and I can only be sorry for you."

When Wei Ziyue said these words, he didn't hesitate at all. Pan Fuyun listened and felt a lump of pus stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, it was very uncomfortable.Looking at the firmness and apology in the man's eyes, she thought of the foolish thoughts of being alone all these years, as if it was like a bag that was getting tighter and tighter, and gradually sealed her mouth, making it difficult for her to breathe in pain. .

"Fuyun...don't be like this..." She didn't cry out, but it was this forbearance that made Wei Zi even more embarrassed and worried. The phone rang on his body, and he knew he was sure if he didn't answer it. It was Lin Dong who was urging him. He took out his mobile phone and pressed the reject button, then looked at the woman and patted her on the shoulder, "I'll go in first, you can calm down and find a place to rest, and let your assistant send you off later." You go home or go to the hospital."

Originally, he wanted to ask Lin Dong to send her back, but he was afraid that his concern would only become a net to trap her and inflate her hopes.He regretted coming here this time. Although it made her feel better and she was willing to cooperate with the hospital's treatment, he became the good medicine and couldn't leave.The situation was worse than her refusal of hospital treatment.

When passing by, Pan Fuyun stubbornly grabbed his sleeve, hugging him tightly from behind, Wei Zi Yue gritted his teeth, pulled her hand away without looking back, and strode away.

He made another toast with several officials, and the two parties finally reached an agreement, Wei Zi saw that it was getting late and had to leave first, and the officials sent them all the way out of the restaurant, respectfully and politely, talking and laughing at Yanyan.Pan Fuyun drove out of the window, Wei Zi Yue said goodbye to everyone with a smile, got into the car, and drove away.

From beginning to end, there was no hesitation or pause.

The flight encountered air traffic control and was delayed for more than two hours. When Wei Ziyue returned to City A, Yunmeng had already had dinner at home.Wei Yunhan was playing with Tongtong at his aunt's house today, Yunmeng just happened to be free, and when someone came home, she had already prepared dinner for him there.

Weizi called Yunmeng as soon as he got off the plane, and when he learned that she was in his villa, he was so happy that he boasted that she was a good teacher, and asked her if she was waiting for nothing, but Yunmeng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, Hang up the phone and continue cooking.

Yunmeng just took off her apron when she heard the sound of the door opening.As soon as Wei Ziyue stepped through the door, he smelled the aroma of the food, and suddenly his stomach growled and sang "Empty City Plan". He looked at the delicious food on the table with satisfaction, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Pan Fuyun asked him what he liked about Yunmeng, and he thought, this is also one aspect.No matter how successful a man is in his career outside, no matter how many people admire and respect him, it will always be tiring.When I got home, I hoped to have a lamp for myself and a meal to heat up for myself. This is the greatest satisfaction.

When he saw Yunmeng coming out of the kitchen, he was about to pounce on him before he could change his clothes and shoes. Yunmeng stopped him quickly and shouted, "Eat first! I smell like oily smoke all over my body!"

Wei Ziyue still hugged her and kissed her hard, "It smells good too!" He was telling the truth, when he hugged her, he felt that the smell of oily smoke on her body was better than those expensive perfumes .

At noon, the entertainment was all about drinking, and he was in a hurry, and the plane was late in the afternoon, and he was still hungry until now. When Wei Ziyue hugged the woman and wanted to be tender, his stomach growled viciously. Yunmeng giggled, and pushed his Face, "Okay! Eat first! Your stomach is protesting!"

[There is another one at night, the cervical spine and shoulders can't bear it anymore, so go for a massage. 】