President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

After all, her heart is not hard enough to be indifferent to watching her former friend become like this.

Help her for the last time, there will be no contact again.

"Yeah." Shen Xilan nodded.

She looked like she was walking on this road for three days, and there were many cars coming and going, and even Mo Hongliang didn't recognize her.

Only Shen Xilan recognized her and stopped and said to help her.

Zhu Jing lowered her eyes to look at her dirty clothes. Even if she was three feet away, she could still smell the stench wafting from her. How can she go home like this?

One can imagine what kind of accusations and abuse she would receive the moment she stepped into the house.

Can't go back, all, can't go back.

From the time she was greedy for pleasure and was fascinated by money, all the roads were crooked.

She abandoned friendship, dignity, and even the most basic three views of being a human being. She was destined to have such a miserable ending.

Zhu Jing laughed, but laughed more ugly than crying, and her tears fell more fiercely: "Thank you, but, no need."

After she finished speaking, she began to back up, step by step, backing a little farther away from Shen Xilan, before stopping, but only hurriedly said: "I'm sorry." Then she ran without waiting for Shen Xilan to speak.

If you don't go home, you won't go home. What are you running?

"Hey, Zhu Jing!" Shen Xilan frowned and chased after her.

But at first I looked at the person who was still stumbling, and now it was as if the soles of their feet were greased, and in a flash, they went into the alley and disappeared.

Shen Xilan searched alley by alley, and it took a long time to find Zhu Jing, who was sitting behind an old house and was crying.

After her pace, she couldn't tell what it was like to look at Zhu Jing who was so embarrassed.

After all, Zhu Jing still left with Shen Xilan.

Shen Xilan took her to take a shower, put on clean clothes, and drove her back to her hometown.

"Thank you." Zhu Jing didn't dare to look at Shen Xilan, her forehead was lowered almost to her chest, with a grateful and ashamed feeling, she hurriedly said thank you, and got out of the car as if she fled.

She owed Shen Xilan, and she couldn't pay it off in this life, and she couldn't face it anymore.

Zhu Jing lingered in front of her home for a long time, but she didn't have the courage to step in.

The sky was approaching dusk, and the lights in the room were on.

It should be eating now.

Zhu Jing's eyes were sullen, she turned around with her shoulders drooping, and took heavy steps to leave. However, just before she took a step, she heard a suspicious and uncertain voice behind her: "Xiao Jing?"

This is my mother's voice.

Zhu Jing became stiff and did not dare to look back.

"Who? What are you talking about, how could the daughter come back? You are afraid it's not because of the dizziness... Xiao, Xiao Jing?"

"Parents, do you think about your sister that way? Where will someone who hasn't heard from you for a few years... come back, sister? Isn't it a sister?"

Listening to the familiar and warm voice, Zhu Jing's tears rolled out instantly.

"It's really Xiao Jing, you're all back, why don't you come in!" Mother Zhu ran to Zhu Jing and confirmed that it was her own daughter. The tears of missing her fell straight and she complained and scolded, but she was reluctant to scold. Tone.

"Mom..." Zhu Jing choked at her mother, then looked at her carefully: "I didn't make any money, I'm ashamed of you."

"It's not that important to make money, do you dare not come back because you don't have money? Really, sister, you have become stupid!"

"Your brother is right. Money is so important, and we don’t ask you to take money. Didn’t we always say that we spent so much money to send you to university and train you? I want to encourage you." Father Zhu frowned and said.

is this real? Zhu Jing's unbelievable eyes shuttled between her relatives.

After graduating from university, she never returned home.

Because she feels in her heart that her parents are patriarchal, and the little money she finally made, doesn't want to be squeezed by her parents to spend on her younger brother.

But, has she always misunderstood it?

Seeing the surprise and concern of her father, mother, and younger brother when they saw her, she couldn't show herself anymore.

"Go, go home, have dinner, I said that I took the chopsticks somehow and took more pairs. It turned out that Xiao Jing was going to come back. Let's go. Our family has dinner." Mother Zhu took her daughter's hand and walked into the house. .

Shen Xilan was in the distance, watching the disappearance of the family, pursing her lips and smiling, started the car and left.

On her way home, Xia Cheng called. She turned on Bluetooth and answered: "Orange, guess where I am?"

"Huh? Are you in the company? I was just about to ask you, if I call you out for a drink, will I be assassinated by your family?"

"I have my own private time, okay? But, I really can't go. I'm coming to Zhu Jing's hometown. It must be at least midnight when I return to Jinzhou. Do you want to drink today? Can't it be another day?"

"No, it must be today."

"But I don't worry about such a beautiful little orange to drink alone."

"I am not alone. I have a colleague. By the way, what are you going to do in Zhu Jing's hometown? What did she get out of?"

Shen Xilan briefly talked about what happened. Xia Cheng was stunned for a while before saying: "She, really, I hope she will come back after this time and be a good person."

"Xia Cheng, come here."

Xia Cheng looked at the colleague who was beckoning to her, and hurriedly said goodbye to Shen Xilan: "My colleague called me, next time we have an appointment."

Today is the team of Liu Ziwen, a colleague she has contracted in the company. Liu Ziwen is at the same level as her. It is rare that Liu Ziwen has a very open attitude towards work and has a competitive relationship with her, but she has no desire to fight for winning or losing.

This coincides with her. She wants to win, but she is not obsessed with losing.

Liu Ziwen organized the game, just called some friends to drink, relax, let her also call friends, she is only Shen Xilan can call, she can't come now.

She accepted the phone and greeted several people on the deck with a smile: "Hi."

"Sit here." Liu Ziwen enthusiastically pulled Xiacheng and sat beside her, pointing to greet one by one, and then pointed to the empty seat next to her and said, "There is one more yet to come."

Liu Ziwen took a sip from the wine glass and asked the person opposite: "Are you sure he's coming? That kid always does whatever he wants, and I'm afraid he won't come to accompany our old people to drink."

Old man? Xia Cheng raised her eyebrows. Liu Ziwen was not a few years older than her. How young is the kid in her mouth that would make her call herself an old man?

"Called him, no reply, maybe busy, does any of you know what he does? It seems to be very busy every time."

"I don't know, who saw him last time and said that he was dressed in a suit and straight, like an elite, very different from the usual him, I didn't dare to recognize him."

"Who are you talking about?" Xia Cheng asked curiously, making these women with eyes above the bottom so eager to explore.

As soon as Xia Cheng's voice fell, an unforgettable voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Are you talking about me?"

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