my billionaire ex-husband

"I am leaving."

He stared at her for a while before speaking.

It's his style to slam the door all the time.

Xia Mumian froze for a moment, then quickly looked away: "Oh."

The sound of footsteps, the sound of the door opening, a slight pause, and closing. [

Xia Mumian's tears came out, her heart ached, depressed, feeling like being torn apart.She hugged the blanket tightly and huddled in the corner of the bed. The blanket had the breath of their overnight stay.

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hall.

Mrs. Yi, who had just returned from Hong Kong, was radiant and made a pot of fragrant black tea in her hand.

"Mumian, come here. This time I brought you a gift too."

Mrs. Yi put down the teacup with a smile.The butler behind him immediately took out a small gift box.

Imson was also there, sitting on the opposite sofa with his head bowed in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Mumian moved, and every step felt strenuous.

Mrs. Yi opened the box herself, and found a string of beautiful pearl necklaces: "Girls must wear this to be beautiful and delicate. Come, let me try it on for you."

Is it a special favor?Her usual attitude towards Xia Mumian was rarely so good.

"No need, you'd better leave it to your future wife." Xia Mumian said with a smile as she tried to speak lightly.

Mrs. Yi frowned: "Why, the young couple quarreled and haven't made up yet?"

"..."

"It's said that husband and wife quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. I just heard the servant say that you...cough, slept in the same room last night. How long has it been since you quarreled again?"

Xia Mianmu said: "I am not husband and wife with him."

"Husbands and wives quarrel to add interest to life, but don't run away from home every now and then."