Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Big families are like this. They are not as happy as ordinary people. Hang YunRuo just loves Mu Jingyang. But I don't like a cold family. I got enough cold when I was a child.

The only person who is good to her is her elder martial brother Fang Yongchen, and Mu Jingyang is just a little bit. But if hang Yun doesn't want to mention it, because he is good to her. It's hurting her again. It's like cutting a knife while feeding sugar.

"I'll go home!" Hang YunRuo gives Mu Jingyang a look. I think his problem is really idiotic. Besides, where I go has nothing to do with Mu Jingyang, even half a cent? Isn't this man being too amorous.

But in front of Xiao He, hang YunRuo still showed some restraint, at least he didn't leave on the spot. After all, Xiao He is a man of status. He is also a singer that hang YunRuo likes.

"Don't go home. Stay with me." Mu Jingyang spoke softly. The words were tough, with a commanding tone. Xiao He was a little bit embarrassed, and his brows were twitching.

"Why?" Hang Yun is in a hurry. In front of outsiders, especially his idol, Mu Jingyang is so overbearing. It directly provoked her violent rebound.

"Are you a pig? Think people all over the world want to listen to you? " Without waiting for mu Jingyang to speak, hang YunRuo continued his fierce attack. Mu Jingyang choked speechless.

It seems to be because there are outsiders. Hang YunRuo's courage has also grown a lot. Talking to Mu Jingyang is not as passive as before.

When Mu Jingyang is confused and doesn't respond to deal with himself. Get out of here.

Hang YunRuo thought, saying goodbye to Xiao he politely, he opened the door and went out with a smart back.

"This woman." Mu Jingyang is a little speechless, looking at hang YunRuo's back.

With Xiao He, he naturally can't catch up with the previous rogue. Although they are very familiar with each other, their image still needs attention.

Xiao He looked at them and couldn't help smiling. He didn't even know why, but he fell in love with hang YunRuo and remembered her in his mind.

He has never seen anyone who can make Mu Jingyang show so many complicated expressions and make waves in his heart.

In his opinion, such Mu Jingyang is more charming and more like a living person, but such words can't be said.

"It seems that Miss hang YunRuo is not interested in Mr. mu?" Xiao He asked tentatively. It was the first time he saw Mu Jingyang eat shriveled, and he felt very novel.

"It's just that there's no way to discipline. See you next time. You'll see a very clever woman." Mu Jingyang took a sip of the tea and didn't care about Xiao He's teasing. He pointed to the opposite position: "sit down."

Xiao He is not polite. He goes to sit down, so that he has time to take a serious look at Mu Jingyang.

Mu Jingyang looks much better than before. Before, his face was always covered with a light gray, but now he is angry and his expression is not so cold.

The power of love is really powerful.

Xiao He's heart is full of praise. He thinks that this sentence is true. Love can change a person, and a person will be willing to change for love.

Whether he is a poor unemployed person, or a high-ranking CEO, this sentence is the same.

"What are you doing here this time?" Mu Jingyang's fingers gently wipe away the water stains beside the teacup.

Seemingly casual... In fact, he is really casual, because he is thinking about other things.

"Didn't you say you wanted to introduce me to a painter?" Xiao He was speechless, and finally he resisted the impulse of swearing.

Mu Jingyang was obviously absent-minded. Hang YunRuo just wanted to introduce himself to his painter, but he forgot.

Hang YunRuo has painted a picture for mu Jingyang called shadow. Xiao He has seen it by accident and thinks the emotion expressed in it is very meaningful.

He has also seen other paintings of this artist. Although his basic skills are good, he has no such feeling.

He also talked to Mu Jingyang about this. At that time, Mu Jingyang's face was full of a kind of proud smile. He shook his finger and said softly, "you don't understand."

Xiao He really doesn't understand, because he has never experienced love, and he doesn't know what kind of love is.

"That's the one." Mu Jingyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He also noticed that he was absent-minded. He put the teacup aside and coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Xiao He looked at Mu Jingyang carefully and found that he had nothing to do with it before he let go.

"Well, let's talk somewhere else." Xiao He smiles, stands up and glances at the leftovers on the table.

Just when Mu Jingyang talks to Xiao He and thinks about hang YunRuo, hang YunRuo has already returned to his home.

Lying on the bed, suddenly burst out of unprecedented fatigue, like the tide in general, wave by wave, simply can not stop.

Hang Yun Ruoqiang, who is self-motivated, turns on his computer and sends a post on the Internet to help people draw.

They have a special circle of painters to discuss academic issues and accept employment.

There is a post with a high number of hits on it. It was sent by a painter who was not right with hang YunRuo. He apologized for hang YunRuo.

The painter came to his home to answer the blame, but he failed. Now the painter has quit the circle.

Just after the post was posted, hang YunRuo received a message from his elder martial brother Fang Yongchen: YunRuo, why do you want to take over all of a sudden?

Hang YunRuo was so nervous that he was suddenly seen by his elder martial brother. How can he explain this?

Usually, I don't take the initiative to find these jobs, and some people hire me to see what the painting is. Human body art is absolutely untouchable.

If Fang Yongchen is not a fool, he can easily guess that hang YunRuo must be short of money, or he is in urgent need of money.

"It's OK, elder martial brother." If hang Yun doesn't say it clearly, he will come to find himself and figure out what's going on. He won't say it at all. Everyone knows it.

Did not expect Fang Yongchen really did not speak, so hang YunRuo some surprised, but also did not think much, while eyelid fight, while waiting for news.

The prompt sound of the short message startled hang YunRuo. He sighed helplessly, picked up his mobile phone and put it down.

Hang YunRuo opens his eyes wide and sleepless. He picks up his mobile phone again and finds that the content of the message is: Dear Ms. hang YunRuo, Mr. Fang Yongchen has successfully transferred 500000 yuan to you. Please check it.