ex-wife, get married

In Wan Zigui's home, Wan Zigui sat on the sofa, looked at the woman in front of him, and frowned.He went out with Fang Zhilan to buy gifts for Zhuo Nianqi, he didn't invite Fang Zhilan to his house, but Fang Zhilan came uninvited, which made Wan Zigui very uncomfortable.

"Aren't you going back?" Finally, he couldn't help but open his mouth. Wan Zigui didn't want Fang Zhilan to live in his home, so he could accompany her to buy gifts. He felt that he had changed a lot.

Fang Zhilan, who was fiddling with gifts, listened to what Wan Zigui said, and looked up at Wan Zigui, with a smile still on her face, and she was not angry because Wan Zigui drove her away.

"I said, it's getting dark, so it's not good to let me go back with a girl. And I'm tired from shopping today, so I don't want to go back. Anyway, your place is so big, it should be okay to add me, right?"

Seeing that Fang Zhilan was going to live here, Wan Zigui's face darkened, "I will have someone send you back."

"Why do you have a black face? I've already told you that I'm tired and don't want to move anymore. I won't do anything to you. It's me who should be worried. You're a big man. Look at you." Fang Zhilan After finishing speaking, he said to the nanny who was holding back his smile, "Prepare a guest room for me, thank you."

Attracted by Fang Zhilan's pretty smile, the nanny nodded, and went to prepare Fang Zhilan's bedroom without asking Wan Zigui. She hadn't seen Wan Zigui with so many expressions for a long time, and these were all because Jiang Muyan was still there. She had seen Wan Zigui like this before.

Wan Zigui's face was turned red and white by Fang Zhilan's anger, and finally he snorted, ignored Fang Zhilan and went upstairs.

What can he say now?Fang Zhilan didn't treat herself as a guest at all, and he had no room to refute what he said.

Watching Wan Zigui go upstairs, Fang Zhilan's smile froze on her face, and she leaned on the sofa in a daze.She knew that Wan Zigui didn't have her in his heart now, she really didn't know what Wan Zigui thought, how could she get into Wan Zigui's heart.

"Miss Fang, the room is ready, I'll take you there.

The nanny's voice came from the side, Fang Zhilan nodded, and followed the nanny upstairs.There was still a standard smile on her face, as if the sadness on her face had never appeared before, Fang Zhilan just hid it all deep in her heart.

Fang Zhilan's room is next to Wan Zigui's. Looking at the tidy room, although it is not as good as her own bedroom, she can feel that the nanny is very attentive.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhilan would say thank you to herself, the nanny seemed a little flustered, at that time Fang Zhilan said that she was very tired, in order not to disturb her, she simply cleaned up the house, and the nanny left.

Lying on the bed, Fang Zhilan looked at the ceiling. She never thought that one day she would lie in Wan Zigui's house. She felt mixed feelings. All the scenes of so many years came out. She just lay on the bed like this, although she was very tired, but Fang Zhilan didn't feel sleepy at all.

The night is very long for the insomniacs, and for the deep sleepers, the day is already bright as soon as they close their eyes.Inside the presidential suite of the hotel, a breeze blew in from the window, blowing up the window screen.

Suddenly the man on the bed opened his eyes, Zhuo Xiangyu moved slightly, feeling that his arms were completely numb, he pulled his arm out from under Zhuo Nianqi's head, Zhuo Xiangyu moved.

Because Zhuo Nianqi was not used to the outside environment, he didn't sleep most of the night, so Zhuo Xiangyu hugged Zhuo Nianqi and coaxed him to sleep. With Zhuo Xiangyu's arm as his pillow, Zhuo Nianqi fell asleep.Picking up the mobile phone next to him and taking a look, it was still early, Zhuo Xiangyu leaned beside him and looked at his sleeping son.

In fact, what Zhuo Nianqi didn't know was that because Zhuo Xiangyu was very busy with work, he didn't have much time to spend with Zhuo Nianqi at all.

So Zhuo Xiangyu would often sit beside Zhuo Nianqi's bed after he fell asleep, quietly accompanying him.Looking at Zhuo Nianqi's sleeping face, Zhuo Xiangyu would suddenly think of Jiang Muyan.

It has been ten years since Jiang Muyan died. In these ten years, Zhuo Xiangyu has not missed her for a moment.Over the years, he has devoted all his energy to his work, and only when he is busy will he temporarily seal Jiang Muyan deep in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhuo Nianqi who was sleeping on the bed moved a little, and the quilt on his body was kicked aside by him, fearing that he would catch a cold, Zhuo Xiangyu gently covered him with the quilt.

"Daddy, why did you wake up so early? Are you going to work today?" Zhuo Nianqi felt something laying on him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Daddy covering himself with a quilt.Thinking for a while that Daddy was going to work again, Zhuo Nianqi suddenly became unhappy.

Feeling the change in Zhuo Nianqi, Zhuo Xiangyu covered the cup for him, "Daddy doesn't go to work today, how about playing with you?"

"Really, okay!" Zhuo Nianqi didn't expect Daddy to not go to work today, so he suddenly became happy, so that Daddy can accompany him. In fact, Zhuo Nianqi counted it as a day, today is his birthday, He really wanted Daddy to spend his birthday with him.

Climbing up from the side, Zhuo Xiangyu looked at Zhuo Nianqi's happy face, covered Zhuo Nianqi with a quilt, and his face was gentle. If his employees saw him, they would be very surprised, after all, Zhuo Xiangyu In front of them, there has always been an iceberg face.

"Okay, it's still early, you go to sleep for a while. Daddy is right next to you, don't go anywhere."

Zhuo Nianqi nodded, some fathers slept with him, he seemed very at ease, and after a while, Zhuo Nianqi fell asleep.Waiting for Zhuo Nianqi to fall asleep, Zhuo Xiangyu turned on the computer next to him. Although he is not going to work today, he still has some things to deal with. After Zhuo Xiangyu finished handling the matter, he checked the time and saw that it was all over. It's past eleven o'clock.

Zhuo Nianqi was still sleeping soundly, thinking that he should have almost slept, so he woke up Zhuo Nianqi.After packing up Zhuo Nianqi, it was already twelve o'clock.

"Nian Qi, let's go back after dinner."

Hearing what his father said back, Zhuo Nianqi felt a little lost in his heart, he thought his father would remember what day it is today.But looking at Daddy's current appearance, he must have forgotten it. Didn't Daddy prepare a gift for him on his birthday?

"Daddy, do you remember what day it is today?"

Finally couldn't help it, Zhuo Nianqi asked his father.

"Today? Isn't today just Sunday? Well, we should go after packing up. It's almost time."

Listening to Zhuo Nianqi's question, Zhuo Xiangyu was unnatural for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.He wanted to surprise Zhuo Nianqi, seeing Zhuo Nianqi's expression, he probably didn't know.

Seeing what Daddy said, Zhuo Nianqi's expression was obviously very disappointed, he shook off Daddy's hand, and Zhuo Nianqi walked out.Seeing Zhuo Nianqi like this, Zhuo Xiangyu felt distressed and stood where he was.

"Didn't you say go back? Why are you still here?"

Seeing Daddy standing there, Zhuo Nianqi said angrily.Sure enough, Daddy still can't remember, in his eyes it has always been work.I have already hinted at him, but the idiot dad still doesn't know.

"Let's go."

Walking over to hold Zhuo Nianqi's hand, Zhuo Nianqi wanted to break free, but Zhuo Xiangyu held his hand tightly.Zhuo Xiangyu didn't expect his son to be awkward with him, and felt a little uncomfortable.

But thinking about the little surprise for a while, Zhuo Xiangyu still resisted the urge to tell Zhuo Nianqi.

He took Zhuo Nianqi to have a meal in the car, checked that it was almost time, and called home to confirm if they were really ready, then took Zhuo Nianqi back.

Zhuo Nianqi kept losing his temper with him, but in fact Zhuo Xiangyu was also feeling bad.After all, he is Zhuo Nianqi's father, and the emotions in his child's heart will still affect his heart.

And at Zhuo Xiangyu's house, Wan Zigui and Fang Zhilan had already arrived, because Zhuo Nianqi didn't have any friends, and Zhuo Xiangyu didn't intend to let Zhuo Nianqi appear in front of the media, so Zhuo Nianqi's birthday , Zhuo Xiangyu did not invite anyone to participate, the people who came were all people who cared about Zhuo Nianqi.

"Hey, Wan Zi belongs to you, don't touch that."

Snatching the toy from Wan Zigui's hand, Fang Zhilan frowned. She managed to decorate Zhuo Nianqi's room, but Wan Zigui moved around again.

Wan Zigui suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, this was already the No. 11 time, he had to be careful wherever he went, for fear of breaking himself, he was so clumsy.Glancing at Fang Zhilan, Wan Zigui lifted his legs and left the room, he didn't want to waste his time here with Fang Zhilan.

Ever since Fang Zhilan moved into his home yesterday, Wan Zigui felt that these years had passed, Fang Zhilan was a little different from her ten years ago, and he couldn't say exactly what was different.He didn't want to understand, and he didn't want Fang Zhilan to break into his life.

"Hey, what's your attitude? You obviously did something wrong, and it's like someone wronged you."

Fang Zhilan put the things in place, and looked at Wan Zigui's back with a smile still on her face.

"Did I say that? It's all just your wishful thinking."

Just as Wan Zigui and Fang Zhilan were hurting each other there, Xiao Chen ran to the second floor out of breath.

"Mr. Wan, Mr. Fang, you are here. Mr. Zhuo called just now and said that they will be back in a while. The housekeeper asked me to tell you two."

"Well, okay, we'll be down in a minute."

Fang Zhilan's voice was pleasant, she looked at Xiao Chen who was leaving, and turned around, "Wanzigui, I have something to tell you."

"I do not have time."

Wan Zigui snorted and went downstairs, leaving Fang Zhilan alone on the second floor. He was not interested in knowing what Fang Zhilan wanted to say. In this house, Wan Zigui was more silent. Jiang Muyan's memory.

Fang Zhilan sighed, looked at Wan Zigui's back, and followed, it really was the same, after so long, he still can't forget it?