After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

"Mr. Mo, do you love being a bitch so much?"

I raised my lips and smiled. Mo Lingtian stared at my face with a slightly dazed look in his eyes. He didn't know whether he saw me distracted or because he was suddenly scolded by me and didn't react for a moment.

"When others truly love you, you abandon them like worn-out shoes. When others don't love you anymore, you treat them like treasures. You will spend your whole life loving women who don't love you back."

Maybe I was really drunk, so I became bold, hooked my arm around his neck, leaned towards him, and deliberately rubbed my soft chest against him.

"Mo Lingtian, you are so mean."

In the past, when I scolded him like this, this man would get furious.

Today, he just stared at me with deep eyes. His dark blue pupils, in the dark light, were deep and rich, like the endless midnight, silent and mysterious, and the darkness was filled with mysterious dangers.

Suddenly, his arms clasped my waist, completely closing the distance between me and him, and I was forced to cling to his chest.

The man's upper body was only wearing a bathrobe, which was loose and exposed a strong chest. The chest muscles were clear and the eight-pack abdominal muscles were like bricks. The muscles were very hard and made my whole body ache.

I twisted my body drunkenly, but instead of breaking free from the man's restraints, I ignited his desire.

The man's Adam's apple rolled hard twice, and his big hand grasped my softness.

I was about to struggle when I heard a man whispering like a demon: "I heard that Cheng Yue is in jail?"

I froze, stared at Mo Lingtian with furrowed eyebrows, and gritted my teeth: "She...she is your first love, your Bai Yueguang, your favorite woman, and you actually just watch her fall in love like this." Hell, you are really not a man!"

"You don't know whether he is a man or not?"

The man stood up, and when I felt his hardness, my whole body stiffened.

"Mo Lingtian, I am a married woman, how dare you touch me!"

His breath is filled with the scent of men.

Under the dim light, the man's handsome face was as three-dimensional as a knife. It was an overly pleasing face, and the word handsome was too weak to describe it.

Looking at the man I loved so much in my previous life, I just felt sick and suppressed the turmoil in my stomach.

"Wen's Construction has a deficit of 100 million. Do you think you can get it by having a glass of wine with the bank president?" The man ignored my insults and sneered in a low voice, "Gu Rou, after you left the Mo Group, you became more So naive.”

"Yes, some people pampered me like a child and allowed me to be an innocent child. Some people tortured me into a sieve, leaving me completely bruised... Ugh!"

Before I could finish my words, the man pinched my softness hard, and before I could cry out that it hurt, he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard.

His kiss was powerful and domineering, and the man's strength was so great that I felt like a drowning person. The more I struggled, the more I drowned.

I endured the pain, slowly relaxed my body, and gave up the struggle.

Feeling my submissiveness, the man was very satisfied. He took a bite on the tip of my tongue and tasted the sweetness of my blood before leaving my mouth with satisfaction.

Because the kiss was so intense, my saliva was dripping from the corner of the man's mouth.

He raised his finger and wiped away the saliva. I thought he would rub it away, but the man licked his finger with his tongue.

"Well, it's pretty sweet."

In the eyes of outsiders, this man is as cold as ice and has an ascetic temperament.

Only I know that he is an out-and-out evil person and an out-and-out rotten person.

"You're disgusting." I insulted him from the bottom of my heart.

The man was not angry, but in a good mood, "It seems that he has sobered up and has the strength to curse."

He slapped my ass hard.

"Mo Lingtian!" My eyes burst into flames.

"sleep."

He pulled up the quilt and turned off the lamp directly with his long arm.

I thought he would show off his bestiality and disregard human ethics, but I didn't expect that he would just hold me and sleep quietly all night without allowing me to change positions.

I maintained the same position, with my face pressed against his chest, and stayed like this until the second half of the night. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I fell into a drowsy sleep.

When I woke up, there was no one beside the bed.

The sun shone in through the window screen, and I sat up. The room was in simple black, white, and gray tones, which was Mo Lingtian's consistent style.

The dress I wore yesterday was gone. There was a paper bag on the bedside. I opened it and took a look. It was a dress in my size.

I took it out and put it on. It turned out to be a pure white cotton and linen skirt. I couldn't tell what brand it was. The cut was very clean, without too many decorations and embellishments. It was just a simple skirt. It was very comfortable to wear, but it was just this. The coverage...covers almost all of my skin.

I think if it weren't for the fact that the skirt couldn't cover the face, this skirt would have been made in an Arab country to cover the face.

This is Mo Lingtian's private residence in Beijing. It is actually a courtyard in the first ring road, not far from the place where we drank yesterday.

I walked downstairs and there was an aunt making breakfast. She seemed to be from Nancheng. When she saw me coming downstairs, she smiled and said, "Mr. Mo is really right. You really woke up at this time. Let us cook it for you at this time." Breakfast has just been prepared and you have come down."

I paused and walked down the last step, "Where are the others?"

"Mr. Mo and Mr. Fu are out."

Mr. Fu?

The man I saw in the car that day appeared in front of my eyes.

Fu Jingcheng.

I snorted coldly.

A bunch of raccoon dogs.

Mo Lingtian and Fu Jingcheng are the same thing.

No wonder they have such a good relationship, they have similar odors. It’s not that they can’t get along with each other, it’s true that birds of a feather flock together.

"I won't have breakfast. Thank you. I'll leave first."

I walked out and my aunt wanted to say something else. I had already left the courtyard and was standing on the roadside waving for a taxi.

As soon as the taxi door closed, the master took a look at the courtyard and said, "I'll go, Yihuan Siheyuan, how many hundreds of millions does it cost? You haven't been able to afford it since you worked in the Cretaceous, right?"

I was amused, "You have lived for thousands of years, why are you still worried about this apartment? After death, people will not return to dust and return to dust."

The taxi driver looked at me in the rearview mirror and gave me a thumbs up, "Little girl, this is the first time I've seen you so free and easy."

"Where are you going?"

When I returned to the hospital, Wen Zeyuan was losing his temper. Yulan tried to coax her, but she couldn't coax her. Wen Zeyuan kept clamoring to see me.

After getting drunk, my phone was turned off and has not been turned on yet.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, "Baby, I'm late."

Magnolia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw me coming, "I told you, Rourou was just stuck in traffic and was late, so take the medicine quickly."

Wen Zeyuan didn't take the medicine. He got out of bed and wanted to come over. I walked over in a few steps and held Wen Zeyuan's hand. "You are such an old man and you still have the temper of a child. Why don't you take the medicine obediently?"

"Where have you been? When I woke up in the morning, you were not here. I was so afraid that I would lose you..."

His face was pale and the corners of his eyes were red.

Yulan realized what was going on and left the ward. Wen Zeyuan was about to hug me when she suddenly seemed to see something and her eyes were fixed on my neck.

I looked down and saw dense strawberry marks on my neck.