my billionaire ex-husband

He neither dared to force her, nor would he give up on it.

Just follow her day after day.

The bus arrived at the stop, because it was the rush hour after get off work and school, and the bus was full of people.

Xiang Siyi got into the car and hung it at the door, and Ouyang Yexi got into the car right after him.

But at the moment when the bus door was about to close, Xiang Siyi quickly jumped off the bus, watched the door close, and put Ouyang Yexi and Mimizaza inside the glass door. [

Through the glass door, Ouyang Yexi stared at her with deep and sad eyes.

It seemed like a desperate person who no longer knew what to do with her.

His eyes seemed to turn into a hand, instantly grasping Xiang Siyi's heart, tightening, tearing

Does he still love her?

no, I can not.He has a new girlfriend.

Then why does he still follow her like this?

Seeing the bus leaving with exhaust fumes, Xiang Siyi felt a sense of loss.

If he continues to pester her like this, what should she do? She will definitely soften her heart.

She can't be soft-hearted!

She felt so contradictory.Seeing him with other women, she would be sad, heartbroken, and even hate him for being fickle, and change his heart too quickly;

But when he was pestering her, she was sad for him, heartbroken for him, hated why he was so stupid, and hoped that he could fall in love with other women sooner and get happiness sooner.

Ouyang Yexi, what should I do, what should I do right?

It seemed like whatever I did...was wrong.

I dragged my tired body back and went to the supermarket halfway to buy a dozen instant noodles, biscuits and bread.

When he took out the key to open the door, he vaguely heard Ouyang Yexi's voice from home.She shook her head, thinking that she was hallucinating, how could she hear his voice everywhere?

After opening the door and entering, I realized that I hadn't heard wrong.

The sneakers placed in front of the shoe cabinet, one can tell who its owner is at a glance.

Ouyang Yexi's black sports bag was placed on the sofa, and a pile of things were thrown on the coffee table.

Said the laughter was coming from the kitchen. [

Xiang Siyi looked over there in surprise, just in time to see Ouyang Yexi, who was wearing an apron, coming out of the kitchen, holding a plate of braised eggplant in oil in his hand.