President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

012 I’ll take it back

Squeezing her wrist looser, Shen Xilan took the opportunity to pull her hand out: “Mo Jingsen, what you want is a two-year marriage. You got it. I want it. I got it. The deal is over. It’s cleared.”

Mo Jingsen sneered: “Do you think I missed two years of marriage?”

If he wants to get married, how many women can he choose? Is he someone who lacks people to get married?

“I heard what you said the night of the wedding.” Shen Xilan’s brows were stained with coldness.

She was so tired that night, so tired that she didn’t even want to move her toes, but her mind was so clear. Mo Jingsen thought she was asleep and whispered in her ear.

He said: “Do you have any hope that I regretted that year?”

Mo Jingsen’s voice sounded a little low, and her heart was tense, and for a while, she couldn’t figure out what his intention to get married was.

The room was so quiet that the breathing of the two could be heard clearly, and she was a little bit nervous, and when she wanted to turn over, his low voice rang in her ears again.

“Shen Xilan, only two years, we will divorce when the time is up.”

She kept this sentence in mind, and was also waiting to see if two years had passed, if he would mention divorce.

As a result, he mentioned it.

This feeling of being out of control for the first time made Mo Jingsen feel a little flustered. He wanted to say something, but found that there was nothing to say.

He wanted to use two years of marriage to let her see his goodness and make him regret leaving him that year.

She knew his intentions a long time ago, and acted with him for two years.

The acting was so good that he deceived him for two full years.

“Shen Xilan, you are fine!” Mo Jingsen gritted his teeth and said.

Shen Xilan nodded: “I’m pretty good. In the past two years, no matter whether it was true or false, I would like to thank Mr. Mo for taking care of him. Goodbye.”

She pushed her sunglasses back, and turned around coolly.

Finally, it was her turn to walk first to relieve her anger.

A Rolls Royce drove slowly on the asphalt and stopped beside Shen Xilan. Her mouth was slightly bent, and she looked in from the sliding window: “Why are you here?”

She probably didn’t talk to Mu Ziyun about coming over to go through the divorce procedures.

“You said on the phone that you are going home tomorrow.” Mu Ziyun got out of the car and walked towards Shen Xilan.

Shen Xilan smiled, Mu Ziyun always has this ability, as long as he wants to know, just a few words are enough.

Mu Ziyun took away the car key in Shen Xilan’s hand and threw it to the assistant waiting beside him, and in short, horrified instructions: “Go and drive.”

Then he opened the back seat door and made a gentleman’s invitation with his slender and white hands.

Shen Xilan noticed that Mu Ziyun was dressed in a formal suit, as did his assistant, as if he came out on a business occasion just now: “You should be busy? It doesn’t matter if I go back by myself.”

“It’s over.” Mu Ziyun touched Shen Xilan’s shoulder, told her to get in the car, and then closed the door.

As he walked around the other side from the rear of the car, he paused for a moment, and his always gentle eyes became sharp when he met Mo Jingsen not far away.

“It’s Mu Ziyun, the head of Yunshang Jewelry.” Mo Xin whispered beside Mo Jingsen. He suddenly remembered something and said: “Yesterday Mrs….When Miss Shen left Clear Water Bay, it was this car that picked it up. of.”

Mo Jingsen listened blankly, then walked towards Mu Ziyun and stretched out his hand: “Mo Jingsen.”

Mu Ziyun nodded faintly, and reached out for a courteous squeeze: “Mu Ziyun.”

“Mr. Mu and my wife are old acquaintances?”

“Mrs.?” Mu Ziyun chuckled, “Thanks to Mr. Mo for taking care of Lan Lan for the past two years. She has become accustomed to her behavior. I am afraid that it did not cause Mr. Mo to trouble. I will take it back.”

Lan Lan?

Mo Jingsen’s hand was clenched into a fist on his side, and the green veins on the back of his hand jumped straight.

But his face was still calm: “I don’t know what identity will Mr. Mu use to thank me?”

“Any status is fine.” Mu Ziyun’s smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and there was a rare haze in his eyes.

The corners of Mo Jingsen’s lips were slightly curved, and a coldness flashed across his eyes: “It seems that Mu Zong did not get the identity he wanted.”

Shen Xilan frowned when looking at two completely different but evenly matched men in the rearview mirror.

A her ex-husband, a friend she trusts the most, what can they have to chat with each other.

She pressed the car window and stuck her head out, interrupting them: “Ziyun, I want to go back.”

Hearing the sound, Mu Ziyun immediately locked his eyes to Shen Xilan, his eyes soft: “Okay.”

As he turned around, he lowered his voice and said, “I will always get what I want. If I was in China two years ago, President Mo might not even have the chance to get the identity he threw today.”

Mo Jingsen watched Rolls-Royce drive away with a cold face.

Mo Xin immediately reported: “Mr. Mo, it is rumored that Mu Ziyun is a great philanthropist, and also the most moderate and ambitious gem merchant. He donates tens of millions every year, but he rarely attends any public occasions. Few people know him.”

If it wasn’t for a coincidence that he saw a photo of Mu Ziyun sitting in that Rolls-Royce car, he would not have recognized it.

Mo Jingsen snorted coldly: “That’s a guy who is good at disguising.”

Mu Ziyun, even if he seemed to be just right, he couldn’t hide the dangerous aura from his bones.

Others don’t know the things that can’t be seen in Mu’s family, so how can they be hidden from him.

When did Shen Xilan meet such a dangerous person? Huan Lanlan, Zi Yun, screamed so intimately.

After two years of marriage with him, she never called him Jing Sen.

Mo Jingsen felt very uncomfortable. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with calling his husband and wife before, but now it suddenly dawned on them that they were all too deliberate.

Deliberately intimacy, deliberately affection, but did not lose heart.

“You go to find out…what is the relationship between the two of them?” Mo Jingsen paused before saying: “By the way, check what happened to Shen Xilan in the past few years.”

“Okay.” Mo Xin didn’t ask much.

For Shen Xilan, the president clearly doesn’t care either, for some reason he has to divorce.