President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

003 The Rose Representing Love

The bed in the morning is very attractive to Shen Xilan, she sleeps late every day and wakes up.

But today, I was awakened before dawn.

She endured her anger, opened her sleepy eyes, nudged the man who had kissed her neck, and gently reminded: “Husband, we are going to get a divorce.”

“Before signing, you were still my wife.” Without lifting his head, Mo Jingsen held the woman’s hands and pressed against the pillow she was on.

“What the husband said is.”

He reminded her that he had to bear with it for a few days.

One more time, one less time, no difference.

But is Mo Jingsen a wolf? Didn’t you see it for half a month, to toss so hard?

Thought it was crazy last night, but it turned out to be fierce in the morning!

Shen Xilan turned off the shower and rubbed her sore waist. No, she has to sleep for a while.

As the president of Shengyuan Group, Mo Jingsen is very busy. He often works overtime. Not to mention that he is still on a business trip for half a month. There must be a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

Shen Xilan thought that the man must have gone, and came out wrapped in a bath towel.

Unexpectedly, a man in a neat suit was standing at the door of the bathroom!

Shen Xilan opened the door and almost ran into it. She backed away suddenly in fright. She was unstable and fell straight back.

Fortunately, Mo Jingsen grabbed her.

“Is it okay?” Mo Jingsen frowned slightly and looked at the woman, but was surprised unexpectedly.

She is 165 in front of him, which can be described as petite. At this moment, she carries the fragrance of the bath, without makeup, her white face is still delicate, and her long, flowing and dark hair is like a waterfall, and she rides over that suet. His fragrant shoulders hang down to the willow waist that can be grasped.

It is undeniable that Shen Xilan is extremely beautiful.

Thinking that this woman would not belong to him after the divorce, Mo Jingsen suddenly felt that filing for a divorce was not as happy as he had imagined.

“Eight years ago, you…”

“What?” Shen Xilan pretended not to hear, interrupting the man’s unfinished words with a dazed expression.

Oh, what to tell her eight years ago! At that time, she was so young and ignorant to cheat!

Mo Jingsen looked at the woman, pursing his thin lips, his eyes instantly cold.

She proposed to break up eight years ago, and eight years later, he proposed a divorce, so that the two were settled.

“It’s nothing, you go and change your clothes. Today is Grandpa’s birthday, I will let Mo Xin take you.”

“what?”

Shen Xilan looked at the man’s away back, this time really dazed.

She and Mo Jingsen went to the old house of Mo’s house the next day after receiving the certificate. Regarding the character who suddenly appeared in her name, Mo’s parents were extremely dissatisfied with Mo Jingsen’s mother, and everyone else was very indifferent. I like it, but I have no objection.

But she doesn’t need to go on the birthdays and holidays of her elders. It will be divorced, so why should she go?

Shen Xilan didn’t want to be in the limelight, so she changed to a more plain skirt, which of course is still a famous brand.

Since the day she moved here, there has been nothing cheap in what she wears and uses.

She took care of herself, picked a gift from her private cabinet, and went downstairs. Mo Xin waited in the lobby with a large bunch of red roses in her hand. Seeing her appear, she greeted her: “Madam, this is from Mr. Mo. .”

Sending flowers once a month, 99 red roses representing love, have never been interrupted in the past two years, although they were not sent by Mo Jingsen himself.

“Thanks for your hard work.” Shen Xilan smiled and took the rose and handed it to the servant.

When she receives the flowers, she will keep them in the most conspicuous position in the hall, although they are not raised by her herself.

Mo Xin watched Hua hesitated and stopped, and finally only said something that needed to be conveyed: “Madam, Mr. Mo said to go to the old house to have breakfast with his wife today.”

Shen Xilan paused, thinking of meeting Mo Jingsen’s mother, her scalp numb.