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

When the sun was three poles high, it was only after the Shang full moon that I slowly woke up.

The dog man's torment made her waist sore and her legs weak. She couldn't get up immediately, so she still lay upright to relieve herself.

There was no one beside her, so she rolled her stiff eyes around the room.

Over there on the sofa, a man in a bathrobe was sitting lazily on the sofa. There was a small light gray sweater on the coffee table in front of him. He propped his chin and stared at the sweater, looking thoughtful. .

Shang Manyue was startled, her black pupils shrank rapidly, and all the sleepiness and fatigue disappeared in an instant.

Yesterday, he came unexpectedly, and then a conflict broke out. She didn't have time to clean it up, and she didn't expect to be seen by him.

Huo Jingbo, this bitch, is extremely perceptive. If he really suspects something...

As if aware of her gaze, Huo Jingbo looked sideways and met her doubtful eyes.

"woke up?"

The man's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard, "Go and wash up, and then come over for dinner."

Shang Manyue always felt guilty and did not dare to look at him more. She lowered her eyes, secretly took a few breaths, stood up hugging the quilt, put on the nightgown prepared nearby, and walked into the bathroom.

She washed her face with cold water and let herself wake up completely. She suppressed her confused emotions and walked out slowly.

The waiter has already brought lunch, a table full of Chinese food, all delicious and delicious, and all of them are Shang Manyue's favorite dishes.

Shang Manyue looked at it, his eyes paused slightly.

"You've been out for so many days. A greedy little cat like you probably won't be used to eating foreign food, so I asked Secretary Song to find a Chinese chef to cook it. Let's try it."

Huo Jingbo rarely explained to her.

There is a hint of pampering in her words.

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair for her in a gentlemanly manner.

Shang Manyue twitched the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face.

It’s too late for self-righteous thoughtfulness.

Shang Manyue doesn’t need these things anymore!

Huo Jingbo couldn't find any emotion or joy on her face, and he was already a little angry.

Thinking about the time she thought the person she was going to see was Gu Xianzhi yesterday, she smiled brightly.

And when I saw him, I felt like I was seeing a ghost!

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, but his handsome face only darkened slightly and he did not get angry. He pulled her over and sat down on the chair, while he sat opposite her.

"Eat. If you don't eat, the child in your belly will also eat. You can't starve the child, right?"

Shang Manyue didn't really have much of an appetite, but instead of staring at the doggy man, she might as well keep her head down and cook.

Moreover... eating is also a good way to cover up her panic.

He didn't know whether the food was not to Huo Jingbo's taste or something else. He only ate a few chopsticks and then put it down. He poured a glass of red wine and drank it elegantly alone.

Although she didn't look at him, Shang Manyue could still feel that his eyes were scanning her body, as if he was exploring something.

After she finished eating, the man opened his thin lips lightly and said, "Shang Manyue, let's talk."

Shang Manyue paused slightly while wiping the corners of his lips with a tissue, and then raised his head nonchalantly after a few seconds.

"Other than discussing divorce, you and I have nothing to talk about."

She dropped the tissue and stood up to leave.

Huo Jingbo didn't give her a chance to escape. He stared at her with his dark eyes and asked directly: "Why are you knitting a children's sweater? Or a men's sweater."

Shang Manyue swallowed softly and spat out a few words: "I'm bored, just pass the time."

The man didn't seem surprised by this answer.

He gently shook the goblet with his hand, and then took a sip. The mellow red wine was sweet and left an endless aftertaste.

He tasted it carefully and then said softly: "Mrs. Huo, what else are you hiding from me? Now tell me all of it, and I will forget it, no matter what you did!"

After a pause, his eyes turned cold, "But if you are dishonest, when I find out on my own, you can't blame me for not caring about our relationship as husband and wife."

Huo Jingbo's voice is very nice, the kind of subwoofer that is enough to seduce people's soul, and his threatening words are like words of love between lovers.

Shang Manyue's back was filled with chills, and the hands hanging on his sides unconsciously clenched the bathrobe tightly until it was wrinkled.

The man's sense of oppression was too strong, and her heart was racing uncontrollably.

She moved her lips unconsciously and almost stopped.

Fortunately, maternal love defeated fear, and at the last moment, the words on her lips became: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Huo Jingbo looked at her silently.

His eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Shang Manyue forced herself to stay calm and just stood there and let him explore. Yunchen was her only child. She had tried her best to give birth to a child, and she could not give it to him.

"Row."

Huo Jingbo failed to see anything. He suddenly sneered, "You'd better not have it!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room, and Secretary Song shouted from outside: "Mr. Huo, the helicopter is ready."

The man raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then, he told Shang Manyue, "Go change clothes, we are going to set off."

Shang Manyue did not move for a while.

Huo Jingbo was not annoyed, and the corners of his lips curled up with an evil look, "Mrs. Huo, are you waiting for me to serve you?"

"It's not impossible, I'm happy to."

Shang Manyue turned around and left, grabbed her clothes, strode into the bathroom, and slammed the door.

Seeing her pretentiousness, Huo Jingbo's smile deepened. He also stood up, took off his bathrobe, picked up the clothes on the sofa and put them on one by one.

After leaving the room, Huo Jingbo hugged Shang Manyue and took the elevator to the top floor of the hotel.

This hotel is the best hotel in country D and has its own airport.

When they came up, the helicopter was ready, and Secretary Song and a group of bodyguards were standing aside waiting.

When Secretary Song greeted Shang Manyue, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but that was all.

Even Dr. Gu was defeated, so what could others do.

Shang Manyue had little room to resist, so she was carried onto the plane by Huo Jingbo, and then he sat on it too. When he tied her up, Shang Manyue only felt that she was being shackled by him.

The hatch closed slowly, and she bit her lower lip bit by bit.

Just before taking off, Secretary Song suddenly waved to them frantically and kept saying something, as if there was something urgent.

Huo Jingbo glanced at it, frowned, and moved his lips slightly, wanting to instruct the pilot to take off.

Secretary Song took a few steps forward and waved harder.

Shang Manyue spoke first, "I see Secretary Song... looks very anxious. Huo Jingbo, what if... there is really an emergency?"

The man's dark eyes stared at her sharply.

How could he not see the little Jiujiu in her heart?

Do you think that if you delay a little, things will turn around?

No one can save her today!

Huo Jingbo sneered inwardly, as if he wanted to crush her ridiculous thoughts. He ordered someone to open the cabin door and let Secretary Song come over.

"What? You better have a good enough reason!"