The routine of marriage first and love later is slightly sweet

The afterglow of the evening shone through the shutters of the office and sprinkled one after another on the ground.

Sumer is not on duty today, so he can go home earlier.

The office was quiet, and after an afternoon, Lin Xiaosen was still curled up on her small bed and sleeping soundly.

Sitting on the plane for a day and a night and then changing planes is really tiring. I have to suffer this crime even though I have a private jet at home and don’t want to take it.

Su Moyu took off his clothes, sat next to Lin Xiaosen and looked at her.Seeing that she didn't show signs of waking up, he stretched out his hand and gently pinched her face.

Sensing the movement, Lin Xiaosen gently pushed her hands away, stretched her waist, turned around and continued to sleep.

Su Moyu was ashamed, bent down and approached her ear, calling her like a ghost.

"Lin Xiaosen, wake up, it's time to go home."

Feeling her breath getting into her ears, there was a burst of tingling, of course, the most direct thing was the smell of disinfectant around her body, Lin Xiaosen couldn't help opening his eyes after smelling it.

Gently pushing her away, she sat up and rubbed her eyes, looked out of the still bright window, and said in a daze, "What time is it now? Why did you leave work so early?"

Su Moyu looked at her helplessly, and talked about a brain collapse on her mind, "It's already six o'clock in the afternoon? Are you still confused? Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner!"

Lin Xiaosen didn't sleep well this time, but it was very heavy. The fatigue at noon dissipated a little. She put on her shoes, arranged her clothes and makeup, and walked out of the hospital with Su Moyu.

The two drove to a nearby hot pot restaurant. Looking at the tumbling red bottom of the pot and the hot air floating above the hot pot, they felt their appetites whetted.

Lin Xiaosen was abroad for the past two days. Although he ate domestic food, it was still not as delicious as the local food. He unconsciously ordered a lot of food.

I wanted to test Su Moyu's tone while eating, and see what was going on between her and Zhao Yangzhen, but I didn't expect Su Moyu to ask about her in advance.

"I heard that during this period of time, you and Jun Mofan have split and reconciled. How are you two now? You also went abroad with him, right?"

Lin Xiaosen heard this question and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

"How should I put it? It's not like that. Anyway, I came back with him in the end. The reconciliation is considered a reconciliation. At my age, I don't have the time to make more troubles. Continue if you can. What do you think?"

Su Moyu threw a piece of hot-boiled mutton into his mouth, and while savoring her words, he always felt a little ambiguous.

"Come on, I really think that you have been too soft-hearted in this life. I think it's incredible that you can get along with him in peace in the end when he treated you so well at the beginning. How dare you say that there are no children here Is it the reason? If you don’t have a child, will you reconcile with him? "

Lin Xiaosen was silent, probably because the hot pot was too spicy, she gulped down several cups of Coke before flushing it down.

"I don't know. It's impossible for you to say that there is nothing at all. I don't know what I think. I just instinctively think that we should be cleared when he became like that in order to save me. In fact, it is very tiring to live with hatred, so it is better to reconcile with the past self."

In fact, Lin Xiaosen knew very well in his heart that love and hate are just a thought.

You hate him, that means you love him enough.

And Lin Xiaosen's hatred for Jun Mofan came from the fact that she knew how to protect her mother and children in the past three years.

Knowing that when he was alone, when he had repeatedly stuck a sharp knife into his chest to make up for his mistakes, he had already forgiven him.

Because she knew in her heart that she might never fall in love with anyone else except Jun Mofan in this life.

But she couldn't say that to Sumer, because it was Sumer who gave her a second life.

It's like a person who is heartbroken and tells his best friend because of his boyfriend's cheating, and the next day the two forgive each other's mistakes and make up as before, which is disgusting.

"Make peace with yourself."

Su Mo said this sentence silently, and then she took a bottle of shochu at some point, poured herself a full glass, and swallowed it down.

"But you have to know that there may be many people like you in this world who, while being devastated by their marriage, couldn't even wait for an apology at the end."

Su Moyu looked sad, her eyes were dimmed, she didn't eat meat, she only knew how to drink herself glass after glass.

Her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes and into the transparent glass. She didn't know whether she was drinking wine or tears.

Lin Xiaosen didn't stop her.

Su Moyu doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, she will get drunk if she doesn't drink much, and this time with her by her side, if she wants to release her emotions, she can release them all.

After eating, Su Moyu was already unconscious from drinking.Lin Xiaosen called a few hotpot restaurant staff and carried Su Moyu to the car, and she drove back to Su Mozhe's apartment.

The children of Su Moyu and Zhao Yangzhen were sent to Zhao Yangzhen's parents' home because they were too busy with work. Now they have no children, which just gave them a reason to separate.

It took all of my strength to finally drag Su Moyu out of the car and into the room.

In the guest room, her clothes are quite complete, and it seems that she should have lived here for a while.

From the moment they got married, the two of them were listed by Lin Xiaosen as one of the couples who would never quarrel. Unexpectedly, the quarrel had already become like this before the seven-year itch.

As soon as Su Moyu came back, she fell into a deep sleep, probably in the car, scolding Zhao Yangzhen for losing all her strength.

Lin Xiaosen gently wiped her body with a wet towel, and helped her change into her pajamas so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Uneasy, Lin Xiaosen's face darkened, and he called Jun Mofan.

After Jun Mofan sent Lin Xiaosen off, he drove back to City A. Although the two cities are quite close, it still takes three to four hours to drive. It was already five o'clock in City A, and it was time for the company to get off work.

Jun Mofan asked the driver to take him to the company first. When he passed by George's office, he was still looking at the documents in the company.

"George."

Hearing the familiar voice, George raised his head reflexively. After seeing the person coming, he hurriedly stood up.

"Mr. Jun, you are back."

Jun Mofan walked over, his eyes fell on the document he just read.

"During off-duty hours, don't call me Mr. Jun, just call me by my name."

"Jun...Mo Fan..."

George spoke hesitantly, still not used to speaking, so he simply closed his mouth.

"It's already off work, why don't you leave?"

The document on the table happened to be the project that Jun and Han cooperated. The project had already been initially established, and it was the follow-up plan and financial budget sent from the construction site.

It seems that Han Rui really abided by the agreement and did not stop cooperating with Jun's.