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

There was suddenly a glimmer of light in Shang Manyue's dark eyes.

She looked at the man in front of her, staring at him intently.

Huo Jingbo raised the corners of his lips, and a cold expression appeared on his handsome face. "Shang Manyue, you know, I am a businessman, and I always do things for my own benefit. As long as you are of no value to me, I can turn my face and be ruthless."

"Although Jiang Yuan's methods are cruel and despicable, she has a good brother. Once Jiang Qi takes power, he and the Huo family will form a powerful alliance. This marriage can bring countless benefits to me and the Huo family, and you are of no use to me... now."

"Stop...stop talking."

Shang Manyue's eyes were bloodshot and the veins on her forehead were bulging. Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it contained sand.

Ling Feng was originally leaning lazily against the door. He was reserved about the treatment of fighting poison with poison. After all, people who have a mental breakdown are extremely fragile, and it is easy to break the string by using too much force if they are not careful.

If time was not urgent, he might not be willing to let Huo Jingbo try.

Now it seems that the person who knows you best is the person next to you.

Huo Jingbo not only understands human nature, he also understands Shang Manyue's thoughts. Shang Manyue is an extremely stubborn woman at heart, and she is not one who gives in easily.

She was temporarily devastated, but that doesn't mean she will never recover.

As long as the anger and hatred in her heart are aroused, she will wake up.

If there are still things in your heart that you can't let go of, how can you let yourself sink into darkness?

Ling Feng became excited and gestured to Huo Jingbo, signaling him to continue. He then started playing music and lit incense as an aid.

Huo Jingbo did not allow Shang Manyue to escape. He grabbed her hands that were covering her ears, pressed her against the head of the bed, and forced her to listen.

"Shang Manyue, why can't I tell you? With your lifeless state now, anyone can come and step on you. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you that I can't give the custody of Xiao Yunchen and Xiao Yunshi to someone like you. I have already entrusted Lawyer Shi to file a lawsuit. I want to get their custody!"

"Shut up, shut up!"

Shang Manyue suddenly broke free from Huo Jingbo's hand, and she grabbed his neck with both hands, "You can't take my child away, don't touch my child..."

Huo Jingbo sneered, casually pulled her hand away, threw her onto the bed, and stood up.

These past few days, Shang Manyue had been taking nutritional injections and had not eaten anything. She was weak and had no strength. She just lay on the bed and could only stare at Huo Jingbo weakly.

The man looked down at her condescendingly, his thin lips parted as he spoke each word, "How pitiful."

"What a pity, Shang Manyue. Your pity won't buy you anything. You will stay here forever, rotting and stinking."

Shang Manyue was shaking violently, her hair was loose, and her black hair made her face look extremely pale, almost transparent.

She was no longer as lifeless as she had been in the past few days. At this moment, she was covered in anger and hatred. The muscles on her face were trembling, and her dark eyes were terribly burning, as if they had the energy to burn everything.

"Get out, get out, get out of here——"

She was cursing, but tears were streaming down her face.

Huo Jingbo put his hands in his pockets and clenched them tightly where no one could see. The veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

It’s a full moon, you can’t be depressed anymore.

Do you want to see your enemies happy and your loved ones sad?

Wake up, my love.

Ling Feng saw that the situation was almost over and the excitement was about to pass, so he quickly turned his head and said silently to Huo Jingbo: It's okay, let's go.

The rest is up to him.

Huo Jingbo took a deep breath, restrained himself from looking at Shang Manyue again, turned around, and strode out.

The door closed, isolating everything.

Huo Jingbo stood in front of the door and punched the wall with all his strength.

In an instant, blood gushed out.

……

On the second-floor terrace, Huo Jingbo leaned against the railing, smoking one cigarette after another.

The night wind made his body cold, but he was still unaware.

Time becomes long and makes people anxious.

He didn't know what happened to Shang Manyue, but he wasn't as calm as he looked. Looking closely, his hands were shaking.

He has been in the business world for many years and has seen many big situations, so he rarely feels scared.

As far as I can remember, the few times I felt scared were when my brother died suddenly and when my grandfather passed away. The rest seemed to be related to Shang Manyue.

Very strange.

It's not like he didn't have these images in his mind before, but they were basically like silent movies. He watched them, but he couldn't empathize with them, and he didn't have any feelings.

It’s like observing other people’s lives and emotions.

Now, those images flashed through his mind again, frame by frame, scene by scene, and suddenly became vivid.

He experienced all the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of his past.

From a man who didn't understand love at all and disdained love, he learned little by little through the repeated tugs and interactions with Shang Manyue.

He would be happy when Shang Man Yue was happy, and sad when she was sad. When she cried, he would be upset, and when she smiled, his world would be sunny.

What a wonderful feeling.

In fact, for someone like him, having his emotions controlled by others is a big taboo.

He used to be avoiding and unwilling to face it. He couldn't accept that his emotions were controlled by others.

But now, not only does he not reject it, he also enjoys it.

He began to understand why he was willing to die for the woman he loved.

Because I love her, it becomes an instinct.

It was already very late at night when footsteps finally sounded behind me.

Huo Jingbo did not turn around. He opened his thin lips, but could not say anything for a moment.

I feel a sense of homesickness.

Fortunately, Ling Feng took the initiative to speak, "Boss Huo, it worked."

Huo Jingbo suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Feng with his dark eyes.

Ling Feng smiled: "Her emotions have calmed down, and her consciousness has recovered, but she is very weak now, and has fallen asleep again."

"well……"

Huo Jingbo's heart finally settled down. For the first time, he was so excited that he could only say "good".

"Then I'll go and accompany her."

Just as he was about to take a step, Ling Feng's smile faded, "Boss Huo, I'm afraid... it won't work."

Huo Jingbo frowned, "What does this mean?"

Ling Feng sighed, "You awakened Shang Manyue with hatred, so you have to bear this hatred. If you go over now, it will directly make her discouraged, and... just now when I was sorting out her psychology, I found that she had very typical stress symptoms."

“Intimate Relationship Rejection Syndrome.”

"This symptom usually occurs after a woman has been repeatedly backstabbed by someone she trusts or is close to. She can't stand the stimulation, so she is now extremely averse to intimacy. If you approach her rashly, she will go crazy again."

It was like a basin of cold water poured over my head.

Huo Jingbo stood there in a daze, his whole body cold.

After a long while, he seemed to have found his voice again, "Is there any way to cure it?"