my billionaire ex-husband

Walking out of the gate, she walked towards Feng Chengling's villa.

He raised his hand several times, but he didn't have the courage to ring the doorbell.

What is she doing here?Came here on purpose to tell him that she didn't mean the wall and the protective net, nor did she refuse the call?

But even if it is clarified, what's the point?

Lin Kewei bit her lip, stood outside the door sadly, looking inside through the white fence [

The style of Feng Chengling's villa is modeled after the Japanese style, with wooden sliding doors on the first floor.At this time, all the doors are open, and the layout of the entire living room can be seen.

Wooden floors, clean and tidy furniture.

A woman walks barefoot in the living room, packing things.

Lin Kewei's heart skipped a beat, and her hands slowly dropped.

She follows Feng Chengling, she really matches well.

It was inappropriate and obviously pointless for her to come and say something now.

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Fenghui, the entire work area was shrouded in shadow.

All employees looked dignified.

Feng Yixuan was in a bad mood, he wanted to find a place to express his emotions, even a small mistake could catch him for a long time, his expression was cold and majestic.For a moment, the whole Fenghui seemed like a hell on earth.

At this moment, the office door opened, and an employee held the project proposal that had been dropped by PIA, and burst into tears: "Xiao Jing, it's your turn."

"Ah?" The employee named Xiaojing felt sorry for her, and went in with the determination to die...

Feng Yixuan's face was icy cold, and the pain in his heart was constantly expanding!

He has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private, no matter how big setbacks he encounters in life, he will never bring them to work, let alone get angry with employees!

With his back to the office, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and calmed himself down a few times.

How could he let Lin Kewei manipulate his emotions?

When a person loses control over himself, he is completely useless!

Where did Feng Yixuan's most proud self-discipline go?

The deer...isn't it his angel, but his disaster? ! [

Pressing both sides of his temples with his hands, he stopped himself from thinking about that woman again, and stopped himself from being driven by that woman!