After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Half a month ago, Li Fei flew to cities across the country for a tour with his team. The night before leaving, he went to the hospital to see Fu Lingheng.

Her fair little face rarely showed a faint smile to him, and under her long eyelashes were her clear and bright almond eyes.

She said: [Fu Lingheng, I have seriously considered our marriage. To be honest, I have not been happy at all in the past three years. You always let me guard that empty house alone. You make me feel that I She is the most failed wife in the world. Even though all the misunderstandings were directed and performed by Li Wan, I still feel tired. 】

[I think we should separate for a while first, so that you and I can calm down and think about whether we are suitable for each other. 】

She didn't mention a word about divorce, but every word fell into Fu Lingheng's ears, but every word gave him the feeling that she was about to leave him at any time.

At that time, Fu Lingheng's eyes were as dark as ink, and he looked at her quietly without saying a word.

"Can you calm down a little?"

Li Fei was forcefully restrained by him at this moment, with his back pressed against the car door.

The height difference between 1.86 meters and 1.65 meters is enough to make her look extremely petite.

"I'm calm."

The man's handsome face looked even more ghostly under the light.

He looked down at her with deep eyes and a magnetic and hoarse voice: "Li Fei, you clearly liked me before."

During this period, he had carefully read the letters that she had never handed to him personally no less than twenty times.

It turned out that when she was young, her feelings for him were already deep-rooted. It was only because he was blindfolded and wasted three years in vain.

"An unrequited love that has not been responded to for a long time cannot always exist, right?"

Li Fei raised his head and met his reddish eyes, "I never said that I like you before... Fu Lingheng, if I say... I don't like you now, you What will happen?”

What happens if you don’t like it anymore?

Will he go crazy or lose his mind?

The answer is obviously yes.

Because, at this very second, Li Fei saw the uncontrollable madness in Fu Lingheng's dark eyes, and... the silent tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

His eyes were dry, and he felt helpless as if he had been thrown into the wilderness. His heart seemed to be torn apart by wolves, and even breathing became difficult.

His voice was trembling: "Besides trying to make you fall in love with me again, what else can I do?"

"Just think of me as begging you. As long as you don't leave me, I will listen to you in everything, okay?"

This is Fu Lingheng, whom Li Fei has never seen before. He has always been proud and unattainable. Anyone who sees him has to respectfully call him Mr. Fu. But now he is willing to put down his body and pray humbly, just for her. Being able to stay with him...

The long street was crowded with people, with scattered people stopping to watch.

Li Fei tried his best to suppress his disbelief, his heart sank a little bit, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly and became moist.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his throat was already choked with sobs, as if there was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat: "Are you...serious?"

"seriously."

Fu Lingheng responded softly, his hoarse voice whimpering like a wounded beast.

He lowered his eyes, and his slender body tensed into a stiff string. It felt like it could be easily broken with just a light touch.

Li Fei stared at him for dozens of seconds, and finally slowly and difficultly looked away, turned around, opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.

The man looked sideways, staring at her calmly wearing her seat belt, her thin lips pursed into a straight line, and the pain in her heart was even worse, as if there were millions of ants gnawing at her.

Li Fei rolled down the glass and hit the thick mist in his eyes. The tears that he had finally suppressed burst out in an instant.

She blinked her eyes hard to push back the liquid that surged into her eyes. Her voice was soft and pleasant: "Don't you listen to me in everything you say? Then pay me the money first."

Hearing this, Fu Lingheng was slightly startled, but Suixuan reacted immediately.

"Okay, I'll pay you whatever you want."

The gloom on his face was swept away, replaced by the melting of the spring snow and the sudden rise of the warm sun.

"I want nine hundred and ninety-nine roses from Roman Manor."

She smiled with tears, and he reached out to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

He has returned to the dignified and elegant rich man he used to be. The tone was full of tenderness and doting: "As you command, Mrs. Fu."

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【Night Banquet】.

"Brother Chuan, your pink beauty probably won't come today."

The restless drumbeats in the bar were deafening. Xiangchuan sat alone in the booth closest to the bar. There were two bottles of foreign wine on the table. He could glance towards the bar every ten minutes.

He took out the cigarette case irritably, took out a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth. With his other slender white finger, he held the lighter to his lips. Just as he was about to light it, the white hair whizzed and patted his shoulder.

"Oh shit, I thought she wasn't coming today!"

Looking along the line of sight, Xiangchuan saw a familiar figure walking outside the bar.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he put the cigarette behind his ear, stood up and walked towards the other party: "I always drink Pretty in Pink, why not change the taste?"

He snapped his fingers at the bartender and ordered, "Give this lady a pina colada."

"Pina colada."

The other party's words in a foreign language immediately confused Xiangchuan CPU, "Which language did you just speak?"

"Spanish, translated, is the name of the cocktail you ordered."

The bartender took out the white rum, pineapple juice and lemon juice and poured them into the shaker in proportion.

After a quick shake, pour it into a cup, garnish with a bright red cherry, and push it to the woman: "Madam, your Pina Colada, please use it slowly."

She politely thanked him and took a sip from the wine glass.

The white rum is mellow and sweet, filling the throat and making people salivate. "Mr. Xiang said last time that he had connections in H City and could help find someone. Does that still count?"

Seeing that the prey finally had some reaction, Mukai Chuan's body leaning against the bar instantly straightened: "Of course, but after seeing you so many times, I still don't know your name."

"Shangguanyu."

"What is the relationship between Mrs. Yanlan of the Shangguan family in Beiling and you?"

"Mr. Xiang, do you know my mother?"

Shangguan Yu looked calm and did not show too much surprise.

Xiang Chuan, on the other hand, suddenly stopped. He was stunned and stared at the woman close at hand, speechless.

Depend on!

The rabbit he had been squatting on for so long was actually the daughter of Shangguan's family in Beiling!

"Mr. Xiang, what's wrong with you?"

Shangguan Yu looked at Xiang Chuan in confusion, wondering why he looked shocked.

"Ahem!" Xiangchuan cleared his throat awkwardly and pretended to be calm: "Does your family really live in a classical garden mansion in Beiling as rumored?"

"Ah."

She responded lightly. She had answered this kind of question countless times since she was a child.

Xiangchuan touched the bridge of his nose, feeling a huge wave of emotions in his heart. He had to hold the chair next to him and sit firmly before he dared to speak: "Then, who did you come to H City to find?"