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

Standing at the door was a woman also dressed in black, delicate and capable.

But she is not the woman he hates so much and longs for day and night...

Xu Tong came for Shang Manyue. She signed Shang Manyue's name with a pen and handed the gift money to Secretary Song. A wreath was also sent outside.

She stepped forward, bowed deeply in front of Mr. Huo's photo, held up a white flower and presented it to him.

Huo Jingbo's black eyes were cold, and the throbbing just now disappeared completely. He became even thinner, his tall and tall figure was like a pine tree standing there, and his thin outline made him look more and more sharp, which was intimidating.

Xu Tong didn't dare to approach him, and because of the bad thing he had done before, he seemed even more guilty, but Miss Shang's commission had to be completed.

She sat upright in front of Huo Jingbo, lowered her eyes, did not look into the man's sharp eyes, and whispered: "Mr. Huo, my condolences."

Huo Jingbo opened his lips coldly, "Who did you say this for? Your master, or Shang Manyue?"

Xu Tong couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. He did all the things he wanted to do. There was no difference between one and two things. "For...for them..."

they.

It's all them now.

"The old man loved her so much during his lifetime and gave her everything, but she didn't even come to see him off on his last journey."

There was no ups and downs in Huo Jingbo's voice, as if he was describing a very ordinary thing, but Xu Tong's spine felt chilly.

Xu Tong bit her lower lip lightly.

In fact, it wasn't that Miss Shang didn't want to come back to see her off, but that Mr. Huo asked her not to come back.

But she didn't explain anything.

"Secretary Song, see the guests off."

Secretary Song was actually a little angry. It would be too much to deliberately say these words on such an occasion.

But she still maintained her dignity. Although her tone was harsh, she still said politely to Xu Tong: "Please."

Xu Tong knew that he was not welcome and did not want to stay any longer. He nodded and left.

Mr. Huo was buried next to Huo Yunchen, with large and small tombstones standing side by side.

Relatives and friends gradually disappeared, leaving Huo Jingbo alone, standing there for a long time.

There was a drizzle in the sky again, which wetted the two photos above.

The old man chose the photo before he was alive, and he chose the one he thought was the most powerful. The photo of little Yunchen was a cartoon photo, which was drawn by Shang Manyue himself.

He squatted in front of the tombstone, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the water droplets off the photo bit by bit, regardless of getting wet from the rain.

Night falls.

Secretary Song drove Huo Jingbo back to Full Moon Bay.

Outside the big iron door, a delicate figure squatted guarding. She was huddled at the door with her knees in her arms. The rain kept hitting her body. She seemed to be shivering from the cold and looked extremely pitiful.

The car lights came over and shone on her body. Secretary Song was surprised, "Who is this..."

The woman slowly raised her head.

It's Jiang Xinrou.

She wanted to accompany Huo Jingbo as a "family member" today, but when she arrived at the scene, she was blocked by the bodyguards and couldn't get in. Although she was furious, she didn't dare to make trouble on such a day, and she couldn't leave in frustration. , I came here to wait after thinking about it.

How much Mr. Huo means to Jing Bo, she knows very well that today is definitely his most vulnerable day, and he absolutely needs her company.

The rear door opened and the man walked out holding a black umbrella.

She was like a poor abandoned animal, shouting aggrievedly, "Jing Bo..."

Huo Jingbo walked towards her with long legs.

Jiang Xinrou's eyes were filled with joy, and she reached out to grab his arm to use her strength to stand up. Unexpectedly, the man didn't seem to see her and just passed her by.

Her hands were empty.

Seeing that Huo Jingbo was about to walk in, Jiang Xinrou's eyes showed unwillingness and resentment, and she shouted loudly at his back.

"Huo Jingbo, you promised Jingyu that you would take care of me all your life. I have been so blackmailed by the navy bought by Shang Manyue in the past few months. I was scolded and scorned even when I went out, but you turned a blind eye. That's how you are. Take care of me?"

"Don't forget, your heart belongs to Jingyu, and your life was given to you by him. Is this how you repay him?"

Secretary Song, who was sitting in the car, covered her lips in shock.

I was caught off guard and ate a big melon!

Still such an exciting secret history of a wealthy family! ! !

It turns out that Jiang Xinrou is not Mr. Huo’s woman, but the woman who gave birth to an illegitimate child of the Huo family?

She wouldn't be dragged out by the big boss to chop off the dog's head or pull out its tongue, right?

There was a loud bang, but Huo Jingbo walked into the villa without looking back and closed the heavy door.

Jiang Xinrou was so angry that she kept banging on the door!

……

The villa was as deserted as ever.

Huo Jingbo went upstairs to take a shower, changed out of his wet clothes, and went downstairs wearing only a bathrobe.

There was dinner prepared by the servants on the table, still warm.

He had no appetite, so he went directly to the wine cellar to get a few bottles of wine, went upstairs, lazily leaned on the sofa, and drank to himself.

The rain fell harder, accompanied by thunder.

His cell phone was still ringing, and Jiang Xinrou refused to leave, stubbornly calling him.

Unconsciously, he drank a little too much, and his eyes showed confusion.

Originally, he shouldn't be alone at this time.

It's all the fault of that cruel woman Shang Manyue...

He sneered, raised his head, and took another sip of wine.

The thunder was rolling, making people more and more restless.

Huo Jingbo reached out to open the second bottle of wine and inadvertently knocked over the small cardboard box on the table.

Secretary Song hadn't moved it since he last put it here. Naturally, the servants who came to clean it didn't dare to move it casually, so they just left it here.

Suddenly, he remembered the repaired mobile phone.

He resented her in his heart and did not want to touch her things, so he threw the mobile phone into the drawer.

The man stumbled upstairs, returned to the master bedroom, took it out of the drawer, and pressed the power button.

He just leaned against the head of the bed and flipped through it casually with drunken eyes.

No purpose, just wanted to take a look.

Most of the text messages were messages she had sent to him. When they first got married, she would ask him every day whether he had eaten, whether he was cold, whether he was busy, and to pay attention to rest, and other non-nutritive words.

Later, there were small complaints, saying that he never came home, or that he was acting coquettishly about what she liked today, what she did, or she bought a new dress to show him.

Later, she started to word her words carefully, "Can you come back and see me? Jingbo, I'm sick. Are you... okay when you're out there? You can go home when you have time. I learned again today that you like to eat." Can I cook some food for you?

He basically never replied. At that time, he felt that she was too clingy and annoying, so Yang Ge mostly replied for him.

Then she stopped messaging him.

Is it because of these grievances that she decided to get a divorce?

But later, he stayed with her every day, but she was still unwilling and ran away so heartlessly!

Huo Jingbo's heart hardened involuntarily.

Until he clicked on WeChat and saw the first chat box, which was between her and Jiang Xinrou!