She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Ling still covered his face, shocked, "Bitch, you dare to hit me?"

The usual clip sound was raised.

Shang Manyue sneered and slapped her again without hesitation, symmetrically.

"This is what you get for speaking out!"

After the two slaps, Ling Yiran's eyes were filled with stars and she was confused. How could she bear this kind of grievance? She didn't care about the occasion and pointed at Shang Manyue's nose and scolded her.

"You're such a shrew, no wonder Jing Bo doesn't want to go home!"

"I will be really unlucky if I marry you!"

"If you still want to show off, don't rely on Jingbo. He's tired of you. He likes me who is gentle and considerate!"

Although Ling Yiran made a lot of noise, in fact, apart from their encounter that night, there was nothing more that happened between her and Huo Jingbo. He didn't even enter her apartment that day!

That night he walked into the elevator with her. He leaned against the wall and looked down at the wedding ring on his finger. He suddenly said that he had something to do, opened the elevator door and left, ignoring her efforts to stay.

How could she be willing to let the cooked duck fly away like this? She vowed to capture Huo Jingbo, but she thought he might still worry about her married status. After all, he was the president of the Huo Group, and reputation and face were very important. So she didn't mind helping him clear the obstacle of Mrs. Huo first.

So she first asked the paparazzi to expose the relationship so that Shang Manyue could see it and know that her husband had a crush on her. After the matter became fermented, she came to negotiate with Shang Manyue.

She had also inquired about some information before coming here, and knew that Shang Manyue was unilaterally infatuated with Huo Jingbo, so she prepared a set of excuses to say that she and Huo Jingbo were in true love to make her quit.

I thought that Shang Manyue would be very excited when he saw her, would question her and get angry at her, but she took advantage of the situation to stimulate her and make her retreat. Who knew that not only was she as steady as an old dog, but she also didn't take her seriously at all.

This was hard for her to accept. Today she had to make Shang Manyue promise not to pester Huo Jingbo anymore and let him go free!

Shang Manyue didn't want to waste time on irrelevant people, so she was planning to leave. After listening to Ling Yiran's words, she paused again.

She turned around and walked towards Ling Yiran.

That aura inexplicably made Ling Yiran feel timid. He subconsciously took a few steps back and reflexively covered his already red and swollen cheeks.

He was afraid that she would slap him again.

Her nose was just done last month, and she doesn't know if it's crooked or not. She's so annoyed!

Seeing this, Shang Manyue chuckled. Even with this little courage, he dared to provoke people. His eyesight was getting worse and worse.

She looked at her and said calmly, "Miss Ling Yiran, right? If you want to be in a higher position, you don't have to come to me. Huo Jingbo and I have no relationship. I'm tired of being Mrs. Huo. If you can make her Mr. Huo divorced me cheerfully, and I have to thank you."

"On your wedding day, I can also give you the front page of W magazine as a blessing."

Ling Yiran never expected that she would say these words and was dumbfounded.

You must know that being on the front page of W magazine is not something that can be done casually. Status, status and power are indispensable.

She actually wants to use this as a lottery ticket?

Is her brain broken, or... does she really have no attachment to Mrs. Huo and no feelings for Huo Jingbo?

Ling Yiran couldn't recover for a long time. Shang Manyue didn't bother to say anything more to her and turned around to leave.

Jiang Yuan's weak prompt came from the side, "Funyue, Jing...Brother Jing Bo."

As she finished speaking, Shang Manyue raised her eyes and met the man's gaze.

Huo Jingbo wears a white shirt with a navy blue tie, black trousers, and a long gray windbreaker. He looks handsome and handsome, with the charm of a mature man.

People passing by couldn't help but look at him twice, and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

However, at this moment, his handsome face was filled with gloom, his eyes were bottomless, and he was looking at her with a sharp and terrifying look. There was an extremely dangerous aura all over his body, and he was pressing straight towards her.

Obviously, he heard everything she just said.

Shang Manyue's heart skipped a beat, and he felt guilty and afraid of being caught behind the Taoist's back.

But then I thought about it, which sentence did she say wrong? What does she have to feel guilty about?

So, she stood there openly and confidently, letting him look at her.

There is even time to think, is he here to accompany Xin Huan shopping?

He has never gone shopping with her, so he still likes her a little bit?

What should Jiang Xinrou do? How can he explain this to others?

Huo Jingbo looked at Shang Manyue. They had not seen each other for so many days, but they broke up on bad terms for the last time. And his rumored heroine came to provoke him. What about her?

Seeing that her face was calm and she seemed to be distracted, the anger in his chest slowly rose, and his eyes became darker and darker.

There were more and more people watching around. Shang Manyue didn't want to be talked about, so she pulled Jiang Yuan, who was already frightened, and left directly through another door.

Seeing her walking away without looking back, as if she didn't know him, Huo Jingbo laughed angrily.

The tip of his tongue hit the top of his mouth hard, good, good, Mrs. Huo!

At this time, Yang Ge, who came over after parking the car, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Mr. Huo, the senior management of the mall has come down. We can start patrolling the store."

Huo Jingbo pursed her thin lips tightly, but finally suppressed her overwhelming anger and nodded lightly, "Let's go."

...

In the cafe.

Jiang Yuan drank half a cup of black coffee before she woke up. She looked at Shang Manyue with starry eyes, her tone full of admiration, "Sister, I am really impressed by you!"

Everything you did just now reflects the sassiness of a contemporary big woman!

Shang Manyue gently stirred the latte and smiled without saying a word.

"But, do you really not care about Ling Yiran?"

Jiang Yuan was curious. After all, she had seen that Shang Manyue was deeply in love with Huo Jingbo and could not tolerate other women around him.

"She's just a cannon fodder, so what's the point?"

Shang Manyue took a sip of her latte, thought for a while, and added, "Anyway, she won't be Huo Jingbo's last, and of course, I won't be either."

The last one will always be Jiang Xinrou.

Other women, at most, can only be treated as women he plays with for a while, just passers-by.

Even though it is cruel, it is a reality that we have to recognize!

Shang Manyue bought two pairs of clothes for his uncle and Arang each, and went to a spa with Jiang Yuan to calm down their shock before driving home.

In the evening, she came out of the bath, carefully applied skin care products and body lotion on herself, and then went to bed for a beauty sleep.

As she drifted off to sleep, her body suddenly sank, and then the man's searing kisses fell on her body. Every kiss was heavy, as if he was punishing her.

His hands directly lifted up her nightgown and wrapped her slender legs around his waist. He explored her deeply without restraint.

Shang Manyue woke up suddenly and raised his eyelids.

In the darkness, the man's face was blurry, and only his graceful jawline was vaguely visible, but she still recognized him at a glance.

Her heart beat like a drum slowed down slightly, but she could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body, which seemed to be mixed with a bit of woman's perfume. In addition, his rough movements at the moment made her uncomfortable, so Shang Manyue subconsciously pushed. he.

She suggested in a soft voice: "You should take a shower first."