My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

"Where are you?"

"A Yan, why didn't you answer my call?"

"Where are you, I'll find you..."

"Yan Jiuli, damn it, turn it on!"

"Yan Jiuli, don't pretend to be dead, I'll give you 2 minutes, or don't blame me..."

"A Yan, please reply me a message, I'm in a hurry!"

"Ayan..."

This is the number of messages that Lu Shaoqin has sent on WeChat.

From the worry at the beginning, to the subsequent anxiety, and now——

There was no sound at the conference table, everyone looked at the gloomy face, staring at the mobile phone on the table expressionlessly, the anger in his eyes almost burned through the mobile phone.No one dared to speak a word.

Yes, Lu Shaoqin couldn't find Yan Jiuli anymore.

At noon, he took advantage of his lunch break to drive home and wanted to accompany Yan Jiuli to dinner and surprise her.

After arriving home, she learned from Aunt Liu that Yan Jiuli had gone to the hospital.

He hurried to the hospital, but he didn't see the person he was thinking about.

I only saw Chumijia sitting on the head of the bed and taking care of Lin Yuan.

Angrily, he called Yan Jiuli several times, but the phone was always turned off.

He was so angry that he almost dropped the phone.

"Where is Yan Jiuli?"

He couldn't get through the phone, and there was no reply to WeChat, so Lu Shaoqin had no choice but to turn around and angrily asked Chumijia, who was hanging on the side with a face that had nothing to do with him.

"Tsk, now I know I'm in a hurry, why did I go early?"

Chumijia rolled his eyes, and fed the sliced ​​apples to Lin Yuan.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me where she is!"

Lu Shaoqin grabbed Chumijia's arm and threatened in a low voice: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude?"

"Hmph, is that how President Lu treats women like this? No wonder Yan Jiuli doesn't want to talk to you anymore."

Chumijia sneered: "Such a man who lacks gentlemanly demeanor really has a hard time attracting women."

"You..." Lu Shaoqin let go of his hand angrily, and asked in a vicious voice, "Where is Yan Jiuli?"

"I don't know!" Chumijia crossed his arms and refused to cooperate: "It's useless if you play tricks, you don't love her, naturally there are countless men lining up to love her."

"You mean, she's with another man?"

Lu Shaoqin's anger immediately soared. Could it be that Yan Jiuli hooked up with other men while he was busy?
"Lu Shaoqin, are you a pig?" Chu Mijia was speechless.

"Do you think that everyone is as half-hearted as you, thinking differently, and stepping on two boats?"

"I do not have!"

"You haven't? What is the Yanzi Jin?"

"What's the matter with Guan Zijin? This is between me and Yan Jiuli, don't get involved with others."

"Is Yan Zijin someone else? Isn't she your mistress?"

"Don't spout blood, Zijin is not a mistress!"

Chumijia was about to be laughed at by this man, how could he justify the mistress so confidently?
It's not mistress, is she still your real wife of Lu Shaoqin?
A man like Lu Shaoqin is really a scumbag.

Since he cared so much about that mistress in his heart, let him have a good taste of the anxious feeling that he couldn't ask for.

Only in this way will he truly understand what is the most precious.

"Chumijia, I will give you one last chance and tell me where Yan Jiuli is."

"sorry, I do not know!"

As soon as Chumega came to the end - she really didn't know anyway.

Lin Yuan on the side also said: "My sister did say that she would come to see me today, but she couldn't come due to something."

"What will happen to her?"

Lu Shaoqin frowned, besides taking care of Lin Yuan and Lu Shaoqin, what else could she do?

Chumijia sneered and said, "You are her husband, and you don't even know what's going on with her, so we don't even know."

Lu Shaoqin's heart moved——

After three years of husband and wife, he didn't seem to know his wife at all.

She doesn't even know what she has been busy with or what she has done all these years.

He opened his mouth and wanted to continue asking.

The phone rang suddenly and eagerly. It was Shen Cong urging that there was an urgent meeting to be held in the afternoon.

He gave the two of them a hard look, and said, "I'll settle accounts with you later!"

Then he hurried back to the company.

On the way, he rubbed his temples with a headache.

He has always been calm and reserved, but he never thought that every time he encountered Yan Jiuli, he would be so anxious that he would lose his mind.

Forget it, where did Guan Yan Jiuli go?

She can go wherever she likes, just don't cry and beg her to go home when the time comes!
So comforting himself, but his face is getting darker and darker.

At the board meeting in the afternoon, Lu Shaoqin directly scolded the managers of each department.

By the way, all proposals are rejected and redone.

The conference hall was silent, and the managers of all departments were afraid to speak.

Lu Shaoqin sat at the main seat in the conference room, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, and sent several messages to Yan Jiuli.

Unfortunately, all the information has disappeared as before.

"Wow, Yan Jiuli, you can hold your breath!"

Lu Shaoqin stared at the silent WeChat dialog box.

The anger in his eyes almost turned into substance, and he wanted to burn the phone through a big hole.

"Don't come back at night, and don't beg me to come back!"

Lu Shaoqin had already started planning the evening's itinerary in his mind, and he was bound to teach the woman who ignored him a lesson.

At this time, Shen Cong pushed the door in, walked towards Lu Shaoqin quickly while holding his mobile phone, and shouted: "Mr. Lu, it's not good!"

"What's the panic? Didn't you see that I was in a meeting?"

Lu Shaoqin shot at him with a sharp eye, making Shen Cong, who was holding the phone, tremble uncontrollably.

"That..." Shen Cong twitched from the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing important, or Mr. Lu, you have a meeting first."

"Hey, Assistant Shen, please don't go."

The product manager finally waited for someone who could divert Mr. Lu's anger, so he naturally refused to let him go.

"You must be in a hurry."

"Tell me something!"
Lu Shaoqin frowned.

"Well, it's not something important, it's just... I seem to have seen Madam on the Internet."

Shen Cong handed over the phone tremblingly.

"Ma'am? Yan Jiuli?"

Lu Shaoqin grabbed the phone, but the phone was still on the Weibo video playback page.

On the page, with the support of the man, the slender figure of the woman slowly got into the man's car.

The two behaved intimately and behaved ambiguously.

Then, the car started and the two walked away.

"Shen Cong..."

Lu Shaoqin's voice was terribly deep, cold and without any warmth.

The complexions of the product managers became even uglier——

What exactly did Shen Cong show Mr. Lu, which made Mr. Lu's already gloomy face even worse.

Everyone shrank their bodies one after another, trying to reduce their sense of existence, so as not to become the next target of Mr. Lu to vent their anger.

However, Lu Shaoqin didn't care about everyone present at the moment.

All his thoughts stayed on the scene in the video where a man and a woman hug each other and get into the car.

With a "click", the originally sturdy mobile phone was crushed to pieces.

"Hey……"

Seeing that the latest orange mobile phone he just bought turned into a pile of scrap iron under the wrath of Mr. Lu.

Shen Cong wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Shen Cong!"

Lu Shaoqin's eyes were deep, and no one could detect any emotion from his eyes.

But his voice was a hundred times colder than the ghostly aura oozing from the [-]th floor underground: "Check it out for me! Where is Mrs. Chacha now!"