my billionaire ex-husband

Imson sat back at his desk: "You go, I don't want to see you now."

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bar.

The handsome man sat in the glass-separated compartment, put ice cubes in the whiskey, and shook it slowly.

His eyes are always looking at a certain corner through the glass[

Xia Mumian ran to the bar in a fit of rage, and for several hours, she drank non-stop, and finally got drunk as she wished.

Zhu Yiqun accompanied her, and relieved her. Finally, he saw Xia Mumian lying on his stomach and falling on the table...

Xiao Yize suddenly got up and walked out.

Along the way, all the women who saw him were fascinated by the aura emanating from him, secretly surprised at his delicate facial features.

"She's drunk." Zhu Yiqun asked the boss, "What should we do now? She said don't send her back when she's drunk."

"Why?"

"A promise with the surname Yi," Zhu Yiqun wondered, "It's the first time I heard that my wife was not allowed to go home when she was drunk, and let her wander away?"

Xia Mumian felt uncomfortable all over, and vaguely felt that she was hugged by a pair of white arms.

She closed her eyes halfway, as if she saw Xiao Yize, and thought it was when she was in America.

"You're here..." She grabbed his collar, "I'm so uncomfortable, it hurts..."

The deep voice asked gently: "Where is it uncomfortable, does it hurt?"

"Everywhere, it's uncomfortable...painful..."

Xiao Yize's eyes darkened, and he began to regret his decision.He thought he would let Xia Mumian pursue her happiness, but he didn't want to see her being bruised every day.

He was careful about the treasure in his hands, but he didn't want to be trampled on like this.

Xia Mumian's chest rose, a sign of wanting to vomit.