On the day of the divorce, the CEO’s ex-husband suffered from morning sickness

She felt that Fu Zirui was threatening her, but there was no evidence.

Seeing her stunned look, Fu Zirui was a little amused and couldn't help but touch the top of her head.

Su Mo was so frightened that he shrank back two inches and looked at Fu Zirui with fear on his face.

"Mr. Fu, I think I need to speak more clearly. I'm really not interested in finding another father for my child. If Mr. Fu likes to be a father, why not find someone else?"

The corner of Fu Zirui's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but rub the top of her head again.

The force was a little stronger now, and Su Mo's straight black hair was messed up.

"What are you thinking about every day?"

"I just admire your abilities and think you are just like my sister. Don't think too much about it."

Su Mo obviously didn't believe it. He straightened his hair and still looked wary.

Wei Cheng smiled and said, "Miss Su, what our President Fu said is true. He is just a girl control."

Su Mo thought of the way he treated Fu Ziyao, and was indeed suspected of being a sister-in-law. His heart dropped, but then he raised it again.

Fu Ziyao is not easy to get along with.

What if she felt that she was separated from her eldest brother's love, wouldn't it be...

Su Mo thought and moved a little further away from Fu Zirui: "Then I don't want to find a brother for myself. Mr. Fu's love for his sister should be entirely focused on Miss Fu."

Fu Zirui:......

After saying this, Su Mo suddenly remembered the paintings in his luggage.

She had no money herself, so she planned to sell some of her paintings.

Originally she wanted to borrow Zhenpinxuan, but now after rejecting Fu Zirui like this, she suddenly felt embarrassed to say it.

If she had known earlier, she would have endured it.

Su Mo was in a state of hesitation until he got off the car.

Fu Zirui naturally saw through it at a glance and even got out of the car before she opened her mouth. She simply asked, "Momo, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Su Mo thought for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong to say, so he said, "I want to sell a few paintings."

As she said that, she picked out a few paintings from the pile of paintings.

There is "Rainy Night" in it.

Fu Zirui raised his eyebrows when he saw it: "I remember that Jingze mentioned this painting to me before. I heard that someone offered a high price, but you were unwilling to sell it. Why are you taking it out now?"

Su Mo's hand lightly brushed across the painting, lingered briefly on the figure in the painting, and then quickly took it back.

"If you don't have enough money, you'll sell it."

She doesn’t want anyone anymore, so why does she need a painting?

Fu Zirui was dubious, but he didn't say much and took the painting.

"Since you are in a hurry, it is not appropriate to put it in the Treasure Pavilion. There will be an auction in two days. I will help you put it in."

Su Mo nodded slightly: "If it's not troublesome, then please."

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Tianya Garden.

Aunt Chen tried to persuade her for a long time, but Gu Chen was already sitting on the ground and refused to move.

"Aunt Chen, please go out. I want to stay by myself for a while."

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Aunt Chen could only sigh, poured him a glass of water, and left silently.

Gu Chen sat on the ground for a long time, until half of his body was cold, and then he slowly raised his head.

Su Mo took away most of the things in the house.

Especially her paintings, not a single one of which was left was packed away.

She really doesn't plan to come back.

It wasn't until this moment that Gu Chen clearly realized that Su Mo, who had lived by his side for three years, had really left.

Empty, nothing left.

Gu Chen's eyes fell on the trash can in Su Mo's room, where there were several pieces of paper.

With a thought in his heart, Gu Chen had already taken the paper out of the trash can. He was no longer as hygrophobic as before and vowed not to touch the trash can.

He slowly opened the paper, and inside was a familiar picture of a beautiful man.

It's from the same series as the one I wore before that made a lot of noise.

Su Mo never posted similar paintings online again.

It's not like she didn't continue painting.

Instead,

Throw him away like trash...