Chapter Thirty-Six: You're Sorry for Her

Mo Yixuan also put down the things in his hand, his lips were tightly closed, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot as if they hadn't rested for a long time, and there were dark circles around his eyes.

"Yixuan" saw that the other party didn't answer, the man's eyes and tone became more serious, "If you didn't love her from the beginning, then why did you marry her? You know she is just a poor girl, she has no parents, even grandparents None, if you leave her, she will have no relatives."

Yang Mingyu clenched his fingers, feeling sorry for that school girl. He thought that if that girl wasn't so stupid and loved so humblely at the beginning, why did she marry Yixuan and lead to such an ending. She can find a man who loves her.

Mo Yixuan raised his head, his cold eyes were unknowingly tainted with a trace of ripples. The man's words were like a needle piercing his heart.

"She's fine!" After a long time, he only replied three words, and then lit another cigarette. Because as long as he is upset, he can't help smoking.

Yang Mingyu sighed helplessly.

"She's fine, of course she's fine." He reached out and pushed away the chair beside him, then turned and closed the office door.

"Yixuan, you are really sorry for her. When you broke your leg, she skipped class to take care of you. When your father died, she was by your side to encourage you. She never complained about your mother who went too far." , and you often don't go home and indifferent to her, she never blamed you. And..."

The man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a violent voice.

"Enough!"

Mo Yixuan stood up, fearful anger flashed across his dark eyes.

"I'm divorced from her, don't mention her in front of me in the future." He yelled at his buddy, clenched his hands into fists, almost trying to press his nails into his palms.

In fact, only he himself knows how irritable he has been recently, even more irritable than before the divorce. He Xiyan was his heart disease, which either made him hurt or drove him crazy.

Yang Mingyu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and sat on the sofa.

"Then who are you talking about? That Xia Yuwei of yours." Disdain flashed in Ming Yu's eyes: "Yixuan, you are blind. It takes a long time to see people's hearts. In the future, you will know what kind of person Xia Yuwei is."

Just like a woman who knows that the other party has a wife but shamelessly breaks up other people's couples under the guise of true love. How could it be any better.

The two men just froze, one was indignant and the other was furious.

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Mo's Villa

In the dining room on the first floor, there were figures of several women walking back and forth non-stop. Li Qin led two servants Wu Xiaomin and Lin Yanyan to arrange a large table of delicacies. They were all sweating profusely. While upstairs, the other two women raised their legs and watched TV while drinking something.

"Mom, I'm really bored to death." Xia Yuwei held her mother Chen Yueru's hand, her grievances were clearly written on her face, her fair face was flushed in the light, she was angry.

Chen Yueru held her daughter's hand, with the same displeasure on her face. However, she who is well versed in the world will not show anger.

"Okay, Yuwei, just bear with it." She patted her daughter on the back, thinking about something non-stop, with a dignified expression.

Xia Yuwei sighed heavily.

"Mom, I know. But I'm really annoying, you know? He doesn't like to go home, even if he comes back, he is cold, and he is not good to me. He hasn't given me anything for so long. .”

Thinking of these things, she was so irritated. It was obvious that she had finally become the real Mrs. Mo, but her life was not as she imagined.