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

Jiang Xinrou's words brought back the man's consciousness. He rubbed his tired brows, but his answer was wrong.

"what time is it?"

The sudden question made Jiang Xinrou stunned for a moment. Although she didn't know why, she still glanced at her phone and replied: "It's just past midnight."

It's midnight.

Huo Jingbo raised his eyelids, looked sideways at her, and said in a calm tone, "Jingyu's birthday has passed."

"..." At this moment, Jiang Xinrou wanted to bite off her tongue. She had known that the report would be half an hour late.

The man didn't pay attention to what she was thinking and spoke again, "It's really late. You should go back and have a good rest. Your muscles and bones will hurt for a hundred days. If you need anything, call Secretary Song."

Jiang Xinrou had already understood the implication of his words.

She was injured like this and had difficulty moving. He was not willing to stay with her for a while. It was so late and he had to rush back to give Shang Manyue a job!

Just because she's pregnant again, that's why it's amazing?

Who is not a woman, who can’t get pregnant? If he wants, she can give him ten or eight children, as many as he wants!

She would not be as ignorant as Shang Manyue, confronting him every day and causing trouble for him every day.

He has been busy with so many things recently and has been so tired. She feels very distressed. Does Shang Manyue feel sorry for him at all?

It's not worth replacing Huo Jingbo, and it's not worth replacing herself!

If it were before, she would have been unable to hold back her temper and get angry, but after she lost her child as a bargaining chip, the only thing left to rely on was Huo Jingbo's regret and longing for Huo Jingbo, and he pinned these on her .

Therefore, she must restrain her temper, be gentle, considerate, and considerate in order to continue to have a place by his side.

She was careful and looked at him with some frustration, "Jingbo, do you want to go back to be with your wife?"

The man's dark eyes were slightly cold, obviously feeling that she had crossed the line again.

"Jing Bo, don't get me wrong. I just care about you from the perspective of a friend. To be honest, is it really okay for you to spoil your wife like this? It's so late, and I should have called you to urge you to go home. Or just ask, she doesn’t have any.”

"I am also a woman. I understand a woman's thoughts. When she is indifferent to a man's whereabouts, it means that she doesn't care at all whether you come back or not. She..."

"do not talk!"

Huo Jing Bojun's face completely sank. He brushed her hand away, and then said directly to the servant standing outside: "Take care of Miss Jiang."

This servant was picked by Assistant Yang before. He knew that his real boss was Huo Jingbo. Of course, he had the discernment to see it. He immediately responded, "I know, Mr. Huo."

Jiang Xinrou bit her lower lip hard, unwillingness flashed across her face, but it was fleeting.

Just now, she had touched his sore spot.

As proud as Huo Jingbo, such a man is so high and mighty that he is used to it, so how can he remain humble for how long?

As long as there is a gap between him and Shang Manyue, she will not worry about finding an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Thinking like this, she raised her smile again and said softly, "Jing Bo, then you go back and drive carefully, I'm going up."

After saying that, the servant helped her to sit in the wheelchair and pushed her upstairs.

Huo Jingbo took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and pressed the screen hard. There were quite a few missed calls and unread messages, but none of them were from his wife!

His eyes couldn't help but feel cold.

More than an hour later, the driver drove the car into Full Moon Bay, parked in front of the huge lawn, and respectfully called softly: "Mr. Huo, we're here."

Huo Jingbo leaned against the back of the chair and fell asleep. Hearing this, he hesitated for a few seconds before slowly opening his eyes and looking towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

The next moment, his eyebrows jumped.

A surprise!

Looking through the window, the lights were still on in the master bedroom. Was Shang Manyue leaving the lights on for him, or was he waiting for him to come home?

During the three years of marriage, every time he came back, no matter how late, she would always leave the light on and wait for him. At that time, he was used to it and never felt anything too much.

Now, this feeling, which he had not experienced for a long time, made him feel elated inexplicably.

Huo Jingbo stopped hesitating, immediately opened the car door and got out of the car, and walked quickly into the house with long legs.

After walking through the entrance hall, stepping onto the long spiral staircase, and passing through the aisle, every step couldn't help but feel brisk.

Soon, he arrived at the master bedroom door and opened the door.

Warm yellow light poured out from inside. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the spacious bed. Shang Manyue was sitting on the head of the bed wearing a loose nightgown, her eyes slightly lost in thought, as if she was thinking about something.

This scene is very similar to how she used to wait for him to come home.

The corners of Huo Jingbo's lips curved in a way that he didn't notice. He walked in with long legs, took off his suit jacket and said in a casual tone, "Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Shang Manyue seemed to have come back to her senses just now. She glanced at him subconsciously and replied with two words very simply, "No."

How could she be waiting for him?

Even the fact that he came back tonight surprised her.

She couldn't sleep, firstly because of the time difference, and secondly... she was still thinking about how to use the contract to negotiate with Huo Jingbo.

Even though he was a bitch and a big scumbag, he was killing everyone in the mall and looking down on him. She didn't dare to look down on him and had to take him seriously.

Men are not annoyed, but women sometimes mean what they say. What they say is not true, but aren’t their actual actions just waiting for him?

Jiang Xinrou was wrong. Shang Manyue didn't ignore him. She just had a little temper and liked to show off her temper.

But it doesn't matter, he can accept these tastes.

The depression that he had been holding in for several hours suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but walk over, put one arm around Shang Manyue's waist, and leaned down to kiss her.

Shang Manyue tilted her head, and his lips fell on her ear.

Then, I heard her extremely cold voice, "You smell like other women, don't touch me!"

The man froze.

He has done nothing with other women, so where does the smell come from?

I probably accidentally rubbed it while riding in the car.

This woman's nose must be that of a dog, so picky.

Although it somewhat dampened his interest, he was still satisfied that she was willing to be jealous, "Okay, I'll take a shower."

His voice was gentle.

Huo Jingbo let go of Shang Manyue, still smiling, untying his clothes and walking towards the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of the shower sounded.

Shang Manyue took out two wet wipes and wiped his ears and cheeks vigorously until his skin was almost red, then he crumpled them into a ball and threw them into the trash can.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, and Huo Jingbo just wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out.

Water drops were still flowing on the sexy and strong chest, sliding all the way down and submerging into the bath towel, with a silent temptation.

Shang Manyue still didn't sleep. She just moved from the bed to the sofa and sat there with her coat on. When she saw him coming out, she raised her eyes to look at him.

This time, it was obvious that he was waiting for him.

Huo Jingbo's eyes deepened, and he originally wanted to let her rest, but if she had needs, as her husband, of course he would be happy to satisfy her.

After all, their "little goodbye" is better than newlyweds.

He walked over and sat down directly next to her, wrapping his hands directly between her chest and the sofa.

He bit her ear lightly with his thin lips, and flirted in a low voice: "Mrs. Huo, I have washed it all, there is no smell anymore, you smell it, okay?"

Shang Manyue's face suddenly turned cold. She pushed him away and said bluntly, "Huo Jingbo, let's talk about divorce!"