Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Yao Muzhen was surrounded by Lin Yunchuan's people before she walked out of the gate. Yao Muzhen looked coldly at the bodyguard who was taller than her in high heels, and she didn't even want to show Lin Yunchuan a single expression. It is superfluous.

"Can we talk now?"
Lin Yunchuan walked out from behind Yao Mujin. He was as black as the sea, with eyes as deep as the sea, and a well-cut black suit, worn on his golden ratio, like a walking clothes hanger.

Lin Yunchuan has always been a very charming man, but now in Yao Mujin's view, Lin Yunchuan is not even as good as the beggars on the street, at least the beggar's heart is red, while the heart of the man in front of him seems to be black, which cannot be seen other colors.

Yao Mujin looked coldly at Lin Yunchuan's face that made countless women feel excited, Lin Yunchuan regained his energetic appearance, the most commonly used back hair was neatly combed back, and there was not a single stubble on his smooth face , the tie was meticulously tied, the diamond cufflinks shimmered, and the whole person was dressed exquisitely.

Yao Mujin smiled coldly, and said sarcastically, "What else do we have to talk about?"

"Stay with me!"

Lin Yunchuan didn't seem to feel Yao Mujin's sarcasm, looking at the watery brown-black eyes, they were extremely serious, and even he didn't know that there was an imperceptible pleading in his tone.

"You're funny, don't you always like to make decisions directly? Why don't you ask me for an opinion?"

Yao Muzhen continued to taunt calmly, a little self-deprecating in her words, she said: "What am I, Yao Muzhen, it is an honor that your young master is worth all the effort to fight against me."

"This decision is in your hands. Apart from divorce and taking away the little things, whether you want to go back with me depends entirely on your personal wishes." Lin Yunchuan said that day.

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"Better remember what you said."
Yao Mujin looked at Lin Yunchuan coldly, and said coldly, "Go away."

I don’t know if all the serious occasions are extraordinarily indifferent. Yao Mujin felt that the courtroom that day was like a cemetery with people coming and going. Everyone wore a formulaic smile, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised, but there was no smile in their eyes. , not a little angry.

Like a black-and-white pantomime, everyone fades, loses their voices, turns into pencil drawings, and moves mechanically.

"Better remember what you said and get out of the way."
In that black-and-white pantomime, Yao Muzhen was expressionless, her thin lips were parted, and the dark red lipstick covered the original pale color.

Hearing what Yao Mujin said, Lin Yunchuan really walked out with his bodyguards, from the inside to the outside of the towering and magnificent building, like a ball of light, illuminating the interior of the building. Only Yao Mujin knew that the light represented It is not hope, but endless self-torture and self-condemnation.

This road has no end in sight under the light.

Yao Mujin didn't even look at Lin Yunchuan, and left this place without looking back, cutting off her last thoughts, just like she left China after leaving China without looking back.

In the end, she still couldn't get Xiao Xiao to return to her side. She could change to another lawyer and continue to fight Lin Yunchuan to the death, but in Yao Mujin's view, it was no longer necessary.

Lin Yunchuan can use such despicable means to win this lawsuit, he can use even more despicable means to win another lawsuit, he wins, like an endless loop.

Why did she forget that Lin Yunchuan is a person who will use any means to achieve his goals, and she has never won the victory that Lin Yunchuan won!
And the moment she first provoke Lin Yunchuan, it was doomed to her failure.

Funny, Yao Mujin thought he was ridiculous.

But she couldn't laugh, or in other words, today, no matter what kind of expression it is, it is extremely strenuous for Yao Mujin.

Overnight, she seemed to have grown very lazy and worn out.

Powerless, really powerless, even a strong face can't hold on.

A few days ago, Yao Muzhen walked in front with a blank face, Lin Yunchuan and a group of bodyguards followed behind, Yao Muzhen went wherever he went, Yao Muzhen returned to the small villa where he had been away for a long time, and Lin Yunchuan followed behind.

Since Yao Muzhen entered the garage when negotiating with Lin Yunchuan last time, Yao Muzhen had never been to the garage, and every time Li Junsheng leaned against that door when he waited for her to come back, it became a restricted area of ​​Yao Muzhen's life memory.

As if she didn't know Lin Yunchuan was following her, Yao Mujin opened the door as always, and walked gracefully into the two-story villa that had long since been vacated.

When Lin Yunchuan and Su Xinru moved in, Yao Mujin had already driven the Filipino maid away, and now Xiaoxiao and An An were sent to the Lin family's mansion, Yao Mujin escaped, this home that used to be full of warm factors is now deserted It's the same, like a deserted old house.

In the middle of the living room, Yao Mujin stood silently. Lin Yunchuan and the others had been here. There was a small woolen blanket next to the coffee table in the living room. Xiaoxiao and An An often played games there; Xiaoxiao and An An liked to sit and often lay on it Chatting with Yao Mujin; An An is allergic to pollen, so she raised a cactus next to the TV. Maybe it took too long and the flower was close to death.

An An likes dolls, so after An An came, she put many more dolls in the living room, and three or four more on the sofa.

From Yao Muzhen’s point of view, you can see the decorations in Li Junsheng’s room. Yao Muzhen saw that Louis Bei forgot to close the door when he left that day, and the quilts were piled up. .

Yao Muzhen was so indifferent to everything he was familiar with, while Lin Yunchuan stood silently behind Yao Muzhen, watching Yao Muzhen and everything in front of him. .

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Muzhen's cell phone vibrated suddenly. Yao Muzhen took out her cell phone to check, and a stranger sent an email to her mailbox.

This letter is a secret, no one knows except her secretary and Li Junsheng.

Yao Mujin thought it was spam, and was used to clicking on the mailbox interface to delete it.

After Yao Mujin saw the title of the email clearly, she pointed her finger in the air.

"Don't you want to know how your brother died?"
How did Li Junsheng die? Yao Mujin has been subconsciously avoiding this question. She blocks all factors that may make her more painful, and wants to live like this.

However, now that someone puts this problem in front of her, she can't leave with peace of mind like before.

Yao Mujin looked at the letter, his pupils condensed into ice, like a piece of crystal in the Antarctic glacier.