Mr. Mo's love is as deep as the sea

Chapter 312 Buy whatever is expensive

Xie Shaochen smiled evilly, and shook his head in a mocking and speechless manner.

He knew what Mo Lingjin was up to recently, but Ji Liusu probably didn't.

It's hard to say whether Ji Liusu's sudden fast and ruthless attack on Mo Shengjing had something to do with it.

"You have avoided her recently, is it because you don't really believe that she is afraid of leaking the news, or is it because you have planned to scare her for a long time?" Xie Shaochen asked with great interest.

Mo Lingjin didn't say anything, and lit another cigarette.

"When I didn't say it."

We are all grown-ups and don't need to listen to any opinions from others, especially authoritarian ones.

Mo Lingjin's mind has always been incomprehensible to others.

But he tentatively guessed that Ji Liusu and Mo Shengjing were still thorns in his heart, and it was impossible for him to be emotional.

Mo Lingjin turned around and called the driver, "Young Madam is downstairs, take her home."

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Coming out of the building, Ji Liusu's palms were still tightly clenched.

How can there be such a hateful person who asks her to be obedient, but he can have ambiguous relationships with other women.

She had a meal with someone else, and he started thinking about divorce.

While drawing up the divorce agreement, he started messing around with her at the same time.

If you want a divorce, don't touch her!
"Young lady, the car is ready."

She was standing at the door of the building when the driver suddenly stepped forward.

She recognized this driver, Mo Lingjin's full-time driver.

"Where are you taking me?"

The driver was startled when he heard her cold voice full of vigilance and defense, and waved his hands in fear, "No, no, you misunderstood. The second son asked me to take you home."

Ji Liusu originally wanted to say, if she can't go back now, can he still control it?
But he was right, one day without signing an agreement, without a divorce certificate, one day is still Mrs. Mo.

"Okay, I'll go back." Ji Liusu's face was very bad, but he didn't have any intention of resisting.

He likes her to be obedient, and she is obedient.

The right is to start well and end well.

Before the car drove to the apartment building, a text message from Aunt Chen was received on the phone.

Aunt Chen is in a hurry at home today, so she may not be able to come tonight.

She replied agreeing, turned around and asked the driver to stop at the supermarket not far ahead.

"Young lady, do you need me to go up and help you get something? Or wait for you here?"

"Just wait here."

Ji Liusu got off the car and went into the supermarket.

The imported supermarket closest to the apartment has the best and most expensive items.

She pushed the cart and kept throwing things into it.

Divorce is divorce!
What kind of agreement is made, is it because she is afraid that she will divide the property too much?

She doesn't care about any property, but since one day she is not divorced, one day she is Mrs. Mo, she always wants to have a life that Mrs. Mo should have.

It was the first time in my life to visit such a high-end supermarket. I didn't look at the price tag when I bought things, and I bought whatever looked expensive.

The phone vibrated, it was a text message from Wen Xin.

She stopped in front of the shelves and frowned.

What to do, she can't speak about this anymore.

Mo Lingjin was about to divorce, her words were completely worthless.

"tassel?"

Ji Liusu turned her head, Ye Shen was holding several cans of beer, looking at her unexpectedly.

"Ye Dao, what a coincidence." Ji Liusu held the phone in his hand, and suddenly raised his eyes, "Ye Dao, can I ask you for a favor?"

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Liusu was still wandering in the supermarket.

Just now, when he was tentatively probing and bringing up the warm matter, Ye Shen almost agreed without hesitation, saying it was a trivial matter.

She thought about it, bowed her head and sent another message to Wenxin.

After sending out, I continued to buy things listlessly, looked up at the biscuits on the top of the shelf, and tried a few times on tiptoe.

A hand next to it suddenly reached up and took the can easily.

As if her heart skipped a beat, she turned around and saw the man who was about to become her ex-husband with a stern face, looking down at the words on the biscuit tin.

(End of this chapter)