Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

When looking around the corner behind him, An Xia's gaze paused.

In such a minimalist office, there is a small pink desk in the corner that looks out of place.

It’s still a very tacky Barbie pink.

The words "rustic" and "childish" were almost carved directly on the table.

An Xia suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

The next second—

"That's your workstation. You will sit there while working from now on." Lu Beichuan pointed with his big hand.

An Xia: "..."

His vision is as bad as ever.

You are so bad at judging people.

The table selection was also so bad.

Tsk.

An Xia walked over and looked up and down the desk, which was about the same size as a primary school student's desk, with an expression that was a little indescribable.

"I'd better go sit with them outside. It's more of a working atmosphere."

Putting aside her dislike for the desk, An Xia couldn't stand the thought of having to stay in the same office with Lu Beichuan for the next few months.

"Your job is to take care of my personal life. This is where the working atmosphere should be." Lu Beichuan frowned and interrupted her obviously perfunctory excuse.

He has nothing better to do than to take out 200,000 yuan every month to supplement her divorce fund. Does that mean he wants her to travel at different times with him every day and live with him separated by a wall?

An Xia frowned in disdain.

Is there a working atmosphere here? Seeing his stinky scumbag rotten cucumber face, An Xia lost all her emotions. What about the working atmosphere?

"You like quietness, and I will disturb your work if I am here. I will stay outside. If you have anything, just call me or use the pager."

Whenever she saw his face, An Xia would always think of how intimate he and Ming Xiyu were together. She really didn't feel like being alone with him in the same space.

"No phone bills? No need to spend money on pagers?" Lu Beichuan interrupted her thoughts again.

The tone of his voice became more serious.

Thinking that she was unwilling to stay with him just because of Shen Huaian, Lu Beichuan couldn't help but get angry.

They haven't even divorced yet, but she's already started to keep a distance from that lover to protect her innocence. If they really divorce, won't she jump directly onto that male mistress?

An Xia was speechless.

This stingy guy!

"You are the CEO of Lu Corporation, and you care about such a small amount of money? Mr. Lu, can you be more broad-minded?"

"You don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are until you run the household." Lu Beichuan glanced at her dimly, and said in a reasonable tone as if she were the head mistress: "No matter how rich the Lu family is, they can't squander it easily."

An Xia: "..."

Just be stingy, why are you making so many excuses!

Ming Xiyu followed in quietly at some point, and stood in a corner where no one was paying attention, listening to the entire conversation between the two.

She said at the right time: "Beichuan, I think An Xia also feels that it is inconvenient to stay in the same office with you to do something. So, I will arrange the best landline for you. An Xia will be outside and will definitely be available at any time. This way, the work efficiency of both of you can be guaranteed."

An Xia raised his eyebrows.

Ming Xiyu is really considerate. But I really can't hold back.

She hasn't even officially taken the position of Mrs. Lu, but she's already making arrangements in the tone of Mrs. Lu.

But An Xia didn't care.

If she wants this position, give it to her.

If she wants to grab this junk, let her take it.

Anyway, I can't wait to stay away from Lu Beichuan.

Ming Xiyu's "thoughtful arrangement" just fulfilled his wish.

Once Ming Xiyu spoke, the matter was 100% settled, and An Xia couldn't wait to go out.

After all, she had loved Lu Beichuan sincerely for so many years, and she had devoted her heart to his marriage for three years.

So, she was asked to remain indifferent when her husband and the mistress who destroyed their marriage stood together and showed their love. An Xia claimed that she did not have the ability and vision to accept it easily.

The only thing she could do now was to leave space for Ming Xiyu to perform.

She'd better persuade Lu Beichuan to pay off his 20 million debt and divorce him quickly, or divorce him first and pay the debt later.

An Xia thought that no one cared about her existence now, so she secretly prepared to slip away. However, she was caught by Lu Beichuan by the back of her collar before she even got close to the office door.

"During working hours, if you don't go back to your workstation, where are you going?"

An Xia was stunned.

Ming Xiyu’s face turned pale.

An Xia subconsciously turned to look at Ming Xiyu.

how……

What Ming Xiyu said didn't work on Lu Beichuan?

Isn’t Lu Beichuan the one who listens to Ming Xiyu the most?

Every time he calls, he says he will go east, never west; when he says he will pick the moon, never the stars.

Ming Xiyu met An Xia's puzzled gaze, and his expression suddenly became even uglier.

She bit her lower lip, forced a smile, and said naturally: "Since Beichuan thinks it is more convenient for Anxia to work here, then she should stay here."

An Xia raised his eyebrows.

Why does it feel like Ming Xiyu is performing a one-man show this time?

"An Xia, just help me take care of Beichuan, no matter where you sit. During the period before I give birth, please take care of Beichuan." Ming Xiyu stroked her belly, which was not obviously pregnant, and looked at Lu Beichuan tenderly while speaking to An Xia.

An Xia didn't feel angry when she heard it, but found it funny instead.

She, the mistress, even played the wife's lines and didn't feel embarrassed.

An Xia originally thought that it was better to have less trouble than more, and didn't want to waste time arguing with Ming Xiyu about trivial things, but Ming Xiyu always came up to provoke her in this way, confusing her status, and An Xia didn't want to be the one who would just swallow the consequences.

"Sister Xiyu, your words are too ambiguous. Beichuan is still my husband, so whether I take care of him more or less is a matter between us. It's not appropriate for you, the ex-girlfriend, to interfere too much."

An Xia took Lu Beichuan's arm and spoke sharply to Ming Xiyu with a smile on her face.

Lu Beichuan's gaze moved down to the little hand that was wrapped around his arm. The gloom in his eyes eased a lot in an instant, and his back straightened a little.

Ming Xiyu almost couldn't keep smiling.

After not seeing each other for three years, An Xia has become different.

Sharp-tongued.

Such words actually came out of her mouth so directly.

Ming Xiyu subconsciously cast her gaze towards Lu Beichuan, wanting him to speak a few words for her, but at this moment Lu Beichuan's gaze was completely fixed on An Xia's hand on him.

Ming Xiyu forced a smile and explained, "I don't mean anything else, I just want Beichuan to be more content at work. When I came back this time, I saw that he seemed to be much more tired than three years ago, and his condition was not very good, so I gave you a few more words of advice out of peace of mind. Please don't worry."