President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

011 Does not wanting money hurt his self-esteem?

Men have this virtue, even Mo Jingsen is no exception.

Originally played with her, but because she raised her hands first, it became a thorn in his heart.

Mo Jingsen’s eyes were getting colder and colder, and Shen Xilan’s smile became brighter.

She hugged his neck softly, her breath was intimately hit in his ear, and said: “How can those men compare to you, you are my first love, and now you are still my husband, I will only remember you.” ”

The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow was unforgettable, and she really wanted to forget it.

Mo Jingsen waved Shen Xilan’s hand indifferently, got up a few steps away from her and stood still, staring at her condescendingly, “Shen Xilan, are you interested?”

An unintentional person actually asked her if she had any intentions?

What a joke.

Shen Xilan exaggeratedly pressed her heart: “I have a heart, and my beating is normal. I go to the hospital for medical checkups every month.”

Mo Jingsen laughed angrily, but the smile was extremely pervasive: “See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at two o’clock in the afternoon.”

After saying that, he left without looking back with a chill, just like eight years ago, after she broke up, he walked so decisively.

But now he couldn’t hurt her any more.

It was Mu Ziyun who had the foresight and prepared a car for her.

In the afternoon, Shen Xilan drove a red Ferrari to the outside of the Civil Affairs Bureau on time.

Mo Jingsen was already waiting when she arrived.

The divorce is faster than the marriage, and they have no relationship in less than five minutes.

When he got the certificate, Mo Jingsen looked at a red dress like Shen Xilan who was coming to get married. His eyes were full of disgust: “You don’t want the house. I transferred the equivalent cash to you. Anyway, I followed me. Field, I can’t let you interact with men who are inconsistent for money.”

“Say who is not inconsistent! Who do I have to do with you…” Shen Xilan was so angry that he wanted to swear, but Mo Jingsen didn’t even bother to listen, so he left after speaking.

No matter what, she has something to argue with him, anyway, there will be no further involvement in the future.

In his mind, it doesn’t matter what kind of person she is.

Shen Xilan took out her sunglasses and put on them, and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Mo Xin stepped forward and handed over his bank card: “Too…Miss Shen, Mr. Mo has exchanged the Qingshuiwan house for you with equivalent cash.”

He said yes, but did she say either?

Shen Xilan stretched out her slender fingers and gently pushed away the card in front of her, her red lips curled slightly, her voice said without ups and downs: “No need.”

Then he threw the car key and walked straight to the parking space.

Mo Xin was stunned. This is a lot of money, so he refused so simply?

Mo Jingsen saw this scene in the car. He frowned, got out of the car, followed Shen Xilan in a few strides, grabbed her wrist, and asked in a deep voice: “Why not, too little? ”

Did she hurt his self-esteem if she didn’t want money?

Shen Xilan hooked his free hand to the middle of the sunglasses and pulled it down a bit, turned sideways slightly, and said to Mo Jingsen: “The money that doesn’t belong to me, I don’t want it. Mo can always understand this explanation, right? Also, we Already divorced.”

As she said, she dropped her gaze on the wrist pinched by him, and then said: “It’s better not to have physical contact like this.”

Shen Xilan’s voice is still beautiful, but the chill in his bones is hard to ignore.

Mo Jingsen only felt that his throat was blocked by an inexplicable mass of gas, and he couldn’t get up or down. All he was left with was irritability.

“Didn’t you marry me for money, why not?” he asked.

Shen Xilan raised her chin slightly, her bright eyes were full of mockery: “What I want, you said very clearly from the beginning, you think I want money.”