Ex-husband No.90 seeks reunion nine times

"Shen Tinglu, how long do you want to make trouble?"

The car was speeding all the way, Ming Xi also seemed a little tired, and her voice was exhausted.

The man beside him looked at her sideways, and said coldly: "I just feel that you owe me too."

"I owe you?" Mingxi laughed sarcastically as if he had heard a big joke: "May I ask Mr. Shen, what did I do before to break your heart? I was designed to be with Lu Huai." Yang lying together, or the fact that I failed to keep that baby causing the miscarriage?"

Hearing her mocking tone, Shen Tinglu felt even more uncomfortable.

But at this time, he was like a stubborn child, and he only murmured repeatedly: "Anyway, you owe me."

In fact, he also knew that Ming Xi did nothing wrong in this relationship.

But he just hoped that the relationship between himself and her could be slowly repaired.

But this woman is not cooperative at all!
Ming Xi knew that Shen Tinglu had properties all over the country, so when she saw the car stopped in front of a villa, she was not at all surprised. The villa in front of her must also be one of Shen Tinglu's properties.

But why did he bring her here again?
She had a bad premonition in her heart, and when Shen Tinglu was about to pull her out of the car, she held onto the car seat tightly with her other hand, refusing to compromise at all.

Facing the slightly impatient look in the man's eyes, Ming Xi didn't back down at all: "Don't think that you can always interfere in my life because we were once husband and wife. If you really dare to do anything to me, I won't Find a way to keep your mouth shut, and at that time, Mr. Shen will have a headache for his own public opinion!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, but he didn't lose his self-esteem because of the blow during this period.

A trace of satisfaction flashed invisibly across Shen Tinglu's face, and he glanced at the driver coldly.

The driver tactfully got out of the car and ran far away not daring to disturb them.

Looking at the driver's actions, Ming Xi roughly guessed some of Shen Tinglu's thoughts.

But when the man really pushed her down, her body still trembled uncontrollably.

"Are you nervous?" Shen Tinglu squeezed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

Ming Xi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, her voice was still emotionless: "You don't know that when I face people I hate, I always get so angry that my body trembles?"

I couldn't help blaming myself in my heart, I had already warned myself many times, not to fall into his vortex so easily.

But every time this man approaches her, she will start to greed for more of his warmth.

"You hate me?" Shen Tinglu sneered: "But what if I don't allow you to hate me?"

His rough fingertips brushed lightly over Ming Xi's lips that had been bitten to pieces by him, and Ming Xi immediately turned her head away to avoid his movements.

"Mingxi, will you go back with me?" Shen Tinglu paused, his voice suddenly softened.

Ming Xi looked back at him, as if studying what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Because he was eager to get her affirmation, Shen Tinglu answered on his own.

Ming Xi smiled contemptuously: "You think too highly of yourself, and what do you think of me? To you, I really think that I am an existence that can come and go when you call it?"

At the end, the voice was faintly crying.

She wanted to be strong, but the sad things in the past are like sharp swords, every time she thinks about it, it will scar her heart that has not fully recovered.

Hearing the choked sobs in her voice, Shen Tinglu's eyes darkened a little, and he blamed himself a little.

Ming Xi suppressed the pain, caught a glimpse of his distressed face, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You don't have to be hypocritical in front of me, I will never forget everything you have done to me, Shen Tinglu, When I confront you one day, I will definitely destroy the Shen family completely."

His mother made her childless, and he broke her heart to pieces.

All of this is what they owe her!

"Hypocritical? Oh, so you still think I'm hypocritical." Shen Tinglu's expression became indifferent again: "Since you have always treated me like this, there is no need for me to explain myself!"

As soon as the words fell, the big palm lifted her clothes and drifted over her body.

"Bastard! Let me go!" Ming Xi wanted to raise her feet to kick him, but the man's feet were also pressing on hers, preventing her from making any big moves.

Shen Tinglu's rough fingertips also gradually went up, and soon he could touch the softness in front of him.

Ming Xi struggled unsuccessfully, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes in despair.

The teardrop happened to fall on Shen Tinglu's palm, and he felt the icy coldness in his palm. He looked at it in surprise, but saw Mingxi's delicate little face, which was ashen ashes at this time. The eyes that were originally very aura, now It also became without the slightest brilliance.

It's like a porcelain doll, beautiful but lifeless.

Shen Tinglu's heart twitched inexplicably, and he pulled his hand away from her body unconsciously, and slowly wiped the tears off her face: "Don't cry."

But as his voice fell, Ming Xi's tears came out even more violently, and soon half of his face was wet.

"I told you not to cry." He ordered domineeringly, but the action of wiping her tears seemed a little flustered.

During these three years of marriage, even though Ming Xi felt a lot of grievances in her heart, she seldom showed a weak appearance in front of him.

But since the divorce, she seems to have shed a lot more tears.

And the source of everything is because of him.

Seeing that Mingxi's tears could not be stopped no matter what, Shen Tinglu frowned even deeper.

He had heard that after a miscarriage, a woman must maintain a good attitude at all times, so that she can better regulate her body.

Thinking of this, Shen Tinglu became even more anxious, clasped her shoulders with both hands, and said coldly: "Mingxi, no one cares about your tears, stop now!"

He knew very well that no matter how much he said sincerely, he would be regarded as hypocrisy by her.

In order to prevent her from continuing to be sad, he could only assume a domineering and tough posture.

Ming Xi's tears stopped slowly, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

He must think that crying women are very annoying, so he doesn't want to see himself crying in front of him.

Or maybe you feel that the way you act now is just to win his sympathy.

Ming Xi's expression became indifferent again, her eyes were out of focus, as if no matter how much emotion the man in front of her expressed to her, she would never be moved again.

Shen Tinglu paused for a long time, then let out a sneer after a long time, got up and left.

The whole body slowly returned to tranquility, but Ming Xi's brain was buzzing.

The reprimands the man gave her just now kept echoing in her brain.

Shen Tinglu still hates her after all, right?So my tears in front of him will not arouse his distress at all, but will only make that man hate her even more.

After a while, Ming Xi adjusted her emotions, stood up expressionlessly, and walked towards the direction of going back step by step like a normal person.

Shen Tinglu's real estate is placed in a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle. There are rich people's areas nearby, and there is no way to take a taxi.

If you want to find a taxi, you have to walk for at least half an hour.

The driver who had just left drove to her side again, honked the horn, and said to her, "Young Mistress, shall I take you home?"

Ming Xi looked up at him coldly: "Your name is wrong, I am no longer your young mistress."

The driver scratched his head in embarrassment, but remembering Shen Tinglu's order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to persuade: "Miss Mingxi, I just happened to go out for a while, since I'm on the way, let me take you for a while , I will let you get off at the intersection ahead."

He couldn't help but slander in his heart: the young master cares so much about the young mistress, why does he still treat the young mistress coldly?
Ming Xi never responded to the driver's subsequent persuasion.

She didn't bother to ask whether it was Shen Tingli's order, or if it was just the driver's own decision.

Seeing her walking forward in silence, the driver couldn't turn the car around and go back, so he could only resign himself to his fate and drive slowly, closely following her.

Ming Xi is in the dark, like a wandering soul without emotion.

Half an hour later, I finally came to the intersection, stopped the taxi, and got into the car with a dull face.

Seeing this, the driver quickly called Shen Tinglu and reported respectfully: "Master, the young mistress has already boarded a taxi."

Just now Shen Tinglu was not in a hurry to call to inquire about the current situation, now that it took so long for the driver to bring him news, it is very clear that Ming Xi did not accept his kindness at all just now.

Standing by the window, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the phone, his joints gradually turned white, and the coldness on his face grew a little more.

His deep eyes stared straight at the direction where Ming Xi was going away, as if in this way he could catch the figure that he had been thinking about these days in the vast crowd.

Ming Xi, I don't care who is right and who is wrong in the past.

But no matter what, in the end you can only belong to me!
10 minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the hotel.

When Ming Xi got out of the car, she saw Lu Shuofei was still pacing back and forth there like an ant on a hot pot.

Seeing her coming from the corner of the corner of the eye, Lu Shuofei finally seemed to have found the backbone, and hurried over to hold her hand: "Are you okay?"

"Feifei, I'm fine."

"Oh! I made several calls just now, but your phone was turned off." Lu Shuofei said angrily, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have confessed my love. I'm really worried that that scumbag Shen Tingliu would hurt you again!"

Ming Xi fumbled for her cell phone from her bag, only to realize that the cell phone had run out of battery and turned off at some point.

She looked at Lu Shuofei apologetically: "I have been away for more than an hour, and you have been waiting here for more than an hour. I should be the one who should blame myself."