After Divorce I Was Haunted By My Ex Husband

"Huanhuan, you and Mr. Huo, what's the matter with you? Is the divorce reported on the news in the morning true? Or is the media playing up something?"

Meng Yuan sent the news to Xu Huan's cell phone after leaving Huo Ziting's office.

This is not the first message she sent to Xu Huan.

In fact, since today's news came out, Meng Yuan has been trying to get in touch with Xu Huan, and she sent Xu Huan a lot of messages.

But Xu Huan...has never returned.

Xu Huan didn't ignore it on purpose.

The main reason is that all her thoughts are devoted to getting rid of Huo Ziting.

It was only after she arrived here that she saw the message from Meng Yuan queuing up on WeChat.

Of course, apart from the news from Meng Yuan, there was also Chu Yan.

Xu Huan pulled out the chair that had been set up, sat on it, subconsciously pursed his lips, and typed quickly on the phone with his fingers.

"The divorce is real. Huo Ziting and I are what you see now. It's ridiculous, right? Two people who are obviously not related, heh, they are still together now."

After a pause of two seconds, Xu Huan sent another message to Meng Yuan, "I'm being stalked. Huo Ziting despicably bullied me. I don't have parents. No one will stand up for me. I'm an orphan with no background." female."

Outside Huo Ziting's office, in the elevator, Meng Yuan looked at the two messages that Xu Huan sent back to her one after another, her fingers holding the phone were extremely stiff.

She couldn't digest such a large amount of information.

Bullying, entanglement?

Xu Huan knew that Meng Yuan somewhat blindly worshiped Huo Ziting.

It's just, heh, it's fine to think whoever is good, but really, that person shouldn't be a scumbag like Huo Ziting.

Xu Huan still didn't say enough, she tilted her head, now, she found a little bit of fun in criticizing Huo Ziting with words.

There is no way.

In reality, she is not Huo Ziting's opponent. On the Internet, she always has to take a sigh of relief for herself.

You can't just hold it back, it's not good for her health.

"Huo Ziting is the most disgusting, scumbag, and garbage man in the world. His breathing is a waste of oxygen. For a person like him, tsk tsk, sooner or later he will be backlashed. This is the law of life. I I can't do anything to him now, but there will always be someone who will avenge me."

"..."

"Believe me, just his white lotus with a sharp heart will turn him green sooner or later, turning his head into a green prairie. Well, maybe one day, he will even be happy to be a father."

The mouth is a bit poisonous.

Xu Huan felt that she was too outspoken, too much, but she didn't want to stop, she just wanted to talk.

The corners of Meng Yuan's mouth twitched a few times uncontrollably. She looked at Xu Huan's text full of resentment, and her head was a little knotted.

She wanted to comfort Xu Huan, but she didn't know where to start.

In the past, she would say that Xu Huan and Huo Ziting are a good match, and they can try to make up for the emotional rift.

But these, speaking now, are not appropriate at all.

The marriage is divorced, so what is there to talk about to make up for the rift?

But as a bystander, I still can't understand it.

Meng Yuan couldn't figure out why two people who were so well matched turned into what they are now.

Xu Huan is now in a more difficult situation.

"Huanhuan, Mr. Huo and you, what do you mean now? Why don't you talk to him carefully, and then communicate with him?"

"If you can't communicate, what can he mean? What he means is that he hasn't taken advantage of it enough."

There was contempt in Xu Huan's eyes, and she leaned back on the back of the chair. Ever since she sat down on the chair, she was focused on complaining about Huo Ziting and criticizing Huo Ziting. The computer she was working on had not been turned on at all.

After exiting the dialog box of chatting with Meng Yuan, Xu Huan replied to Chu Yan instead.

A little lazy, heh, Xu Huan will send it to Meng Yuan to complain, copy and paste it intact, and send it to Chu Yan's WeChat.

Chu Yan's shock was almost the same as Meng Yuan's.

However, Chu Yan was able to get Xu Huan's current predicament better than Meng Yuan who knew Huo Ziting and Xu Huan's life better.

Of course, from Chu Yan's point of view, Huo Ziting is really too scumbag.

"Huo Ziting, is he reluctant to part with you? Since he is reluctant, he shouldn't divorce you. Even after divorce, he still looks like this. Is he a man after all?"

"No, on this point, there is no doubt."

Xu Huan was very successful in having fun while suffering. In WeChat, she was already a little excited.

Eyes rolled down.

Maybe it was a bit of a brain fever, Xu Huan quit WeChat, full of revenge, collected materials on the spot, directly took a mobile phone, and took a photo of Huo Ziting sitting behind the desk.

After opening the Photoshop software, after all kinds of meticulous finishing, without any concealment, Xu Huan sent a photo of Huo Ziting that she carefully designed to her circle of friends.

Xu Huan replaced Huo Ziting's face with a dog's head, and then, no, short, scumbag, second boy, all derogatory words that she could think of were arranged on Huo Ziting's photo.

A perfect masterpiece.

Blinking his eyes, Xu Huan's originally indifferent and tense face now has a lot of sincere smiles.

Just a few steps away, the man sitting behind the desk received the message in real time.

Huo Ziting's phone rang.

The man picked up the phone casually, and an uncontrollable laughter came from the receiver in the next second.

Silently listening to the news from his friend, Huo Ziting hung up the phone, and Huo Ziting checked the many photos of him received in WeChat.

There was no need to guess who the photo came from, and he didn't need anyone to tell him.

Looking at the light, angle, and clothes in the photo, no matter what point Huo Ziting relies on, he can make an accurate judgment.

"Xu Huan."

Putting down the phone, Huo Ziting's handsome face had a somewhat gloomy expression.

A man who is used to pride and arrogance, a spoiled man, in the face of such "additional oil and vinegar", it is impossible to say that he doesn't care, or that he doesn't care.

"Is it fun?"

The man's gloomy tone sounded slowly from the office.

When Xu Huan heard that his name was being called, his lips curled up and his eyebrows twitched.

She wasn't afraid, she saw through, saw through, Huo Ziting's methods, in the final analysis, that's not what happened.

He has needs and intentions for her.

Then, tsk tsk, as long as she doesn't leave him, he... can't do anything to her.

Therefore, she has a certain "space" to make noise.

"You know? I didn't intend to hide it from you. Is it interesting? Instead of asking me if it's fun, Huo Ziting, why don't you tell me, what do you think, is it fun?"

When Xu Huan spoke, it was more or less provocative, and she shook the phone in her hand to show Huo Ziting.

"Isn't it? Are you so stingy? Huo Ziting, what you did to me, the evil you do to me now, is far worse than what I have done to you. "