A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

Ye Wushuang looked at his tangled face, and the deep remorse and worry in his eyes, and felt that he had gone too far, that he had deceived a man's sincerity.

She stopped crying and just looked at him with wide eyes.

He Jingshen was also looking down at her, and his eyes were fixed on each other, which made people blush and heartbeat.

She cried just now, her eyes were still wet, and her eyelashes were still stained with tears. As she blinked, she was so thrillingly beautiful.

In fact, from the first time he saw Ye Wushuang, he felt that this woman was beautiful——

It is such a beauty that emerges from the mud and is not stained. You are in a busy city, but it is as quiet as a white lotus. You take a look and want to see it. You just want to follow her all the time and not let her disappear.

If it weren't for the subsequent design and forced marriage, he would not hate such a woman, and even afterward, he would miss her.

He Jingshen retracted his hand and slowly let go of her.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. On the one hand, he felt that she was different, and on the other hand, he felt that she was scheming.

"Go to sleep, I still have something to do, go out for a while."

Ye Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, and when she realized that she was already alone in the room, only the unique masculine breath at the end of her nose reminded her that he was indeed there just now.

But it's so late, where is he going?

Suddenly thought of that quiet book again, is she still in the hospital?Is he going to see her again?It's so late, are you going to accompany her and come back tomorrow?

Ben also blamed himself for deceiving his sincerity just now, and suddenly felt stupid at this moment.

Have you ever had such a state of mind: at a certain moment, you crazily feel sorry for or miss someone, feel so distressed that you want to do something for him immediately, miss you so much that you want to run to his eyes, but afterwards you find that, Everything is too beautiful for myself.

He wasn't doing anything for you, and he didn't really want to see you when you rushed to him, so you felt so stupid afterwards.

Ye Wushuang lay down quietly, maybe in the future for a long time, she must get used to it, every night, only the moonlight and air accompany her.

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After He Jingshen went downstairs, he really wanted to go to Gusu Jingshu, but after getting in the car, he somehow didn't want to go.

He just sat in the car, took out a cigarette, flicked the lighter and ignited it.

The face shrouded in smog was unparalleled in beauty. At that time, the young master of the He family had as many men as he wanted, enough to overwhelm the girls of the entire city.

The mobile phone on the side kept ringing, he glanced sideways, it was Gusu Jingshu calling, she is always like this, when she can't see her, she misses her very much, and wants you to go to her side immediately, but when you see her, you feel Not that strong.

He Jingshen squinted his eyes and took a deep puff of the cigarette, then took the phone and pressed the power off button, the screen went black after a while, and the world became quiet.

Gusu Jingshu was already out of the hospital at home, hung up the phone and went downstairs with a bad face.

Gusu Chengzhen hadn't rested yet. Hearing the sound, he turned his head to look at his daughter, frowned and asked, "Jingshu, what's wrong?"

Gusu Jingshu shook her head, turned around and wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, but she was so suffocated that she turned back after walking a few steps, looked at her father, and said with some grievances: "Dad, Jingshen he Don’t answer my calls, and turn off the phone.”

"I guess you are also unhappy because of him." Gusu Chengzhen smiled lightly, and beckoned Gusu Jingshu to sit down and stroke her daughter's head. Her voice was soft but with a ruthless voice: "Everything can be used. There are different ways to achieve the goal, think about Jingshu, if Jingshen doesn’t come, you can go, and you have just been discharged from the hospital with a high fever, wouldn’t he be more touched if you went?”

Gusu Jingshu looked at his father's smiling face, as if he suddenly understood something, and a smile broke out on his face.