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

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be a small seedling hidden in the dark soil that was about to break out of the ground.

An Xia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips moved.

They stared at each other for a long time, and there seemed to be two hidden forces pulling at each other and competing secretly.

In the end, An Xia was the first to lose, and turned her head the moment she closed her eyes.

"You don't need my pity."

There are plenty of flowers that can accommodate him, so why should she care about him?

If he were to appear in front of Ming Xiyu with that look just now, Ming Xiyu would probably be so soft-hearted.

Lu Beichuan's eyes darkened for a moment, then he quickly stood up and walked away nonchalantly, as if it was just an unexpected incident that happened on a whim.

Insignificant.

Only after Lu Beichuan went upstairs to his room did An Xia relax and take deep breaths.

This man was really sincere when he acted. She almost believed Lu Beichuan's initiative to show weakness and thought he really had some other thoughts about her.

An Xia let out a long sigh.

With Lu Beichuan's consent, An Xia quickly put the matter of hiring an art teacher for Lu Jingyang on the agenda.

In fact, Lu Jingyang has adapted well in Qingtian, and Song Lanzhi no longer tries to stop him. Even if Lu Jingyang returns to the Lu family in the future, he can still ask the driver to take him there to paint.

But Qingtian's studio is his own property after all.

Although she would not completely cut off contact with Lu Jingyang after the divorce, they were no longer a family after all. They would still see each other every day in the future, and An Xia felt embarrassed.

She decided to take advantage of the time and opportunity now and spend more time to find a reliable one-on-one teacher for Lu Jingyang who could provide home tutoring.

Lu Jingyang has his own style of painting, and is not bound by those frameworks. He only needs to teach the basics to someone. So he directly focuses on the students who are still studying at the Academy of Fine Arts.

Students at this stage have not experienced the suppression and destruction of social work, nor have they seen too many evil hearts. Although they don’t know a lot, they are more patient and sincere than the old-timers who teach.

This is what Lu Jingyang needs more.

An Xia also asked Jiang Qingyu to help in finding a teacher.

Jiang Qingyu knew Lu Jingyang. When they met, Lu Jingyang would call her sister. So when she learned that she needed to find a training teacher for Lu Jingyang, she took the job without saying a word.

Pei Ming hadn't seen her for several days.

This time, they finally managed to stop someone in the bar, but Jiang Qingyu was just busy fiddling with his phone. He sat there for a long time and didn't even glance at Pei Ming to show sympathy.

Pei Ming stared at her, and she stared at her phone.

This state continued for another twenty minutes before Pei Ming couldn't stand it anymore.

He took advantage of Jiang Qingyu's unpreparedness and snatched the phone from her hand, then stuffed it into his pocket.

Jiang Qingyu stood up: "What are you doing!"

"What's up with the visa documents on your desk?" Pei Ming hugged her around the waist, pressed her on his legs, and restrained her fiddling hands.

Jiang Qingyu was annoyed: "You peeked at my things!"

Pei Ming looked innocent: "It's hard for me not to see it if you just put it on the table like that."

"I told you to get out after you're done. Who told you to stay in my room?" Jiang Qingyu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Why is it that other people's romantic affairs are only one-night stands, or at most two-night stands, but hers can't be broken off?

He rolled into the same bed with Pei Ming again and again.

Every time it starts and ends in confusion.

Now I can't even hide from it.

He's been relying on me.

If I had known he was so clingy, I would never have gotten along with him.

Pei Ming was not misled and emphasized again, "Why are you going to Country Y?"

Jiang Qingyu rolled his eyes and said, "Why I went abroad has nothing to do with you. Give me back my phone!"

After finally contacting someone who met An Xia's requirements in all aspects, Jiang Qingyu just wanted to resolve the matter quickly.

People who always love freedom and ease are most afraid of being burdened with things.

"Going on a trip?" Pei Ming pressed her down hard, and Jiang Qingyu couldn't escape at all.

Even the big hand that was restraining her could leisurely start to caress and wander around her perky buttocks.

This old pervert!

Jiang Qingyu twisted her butt in impatience and glared at Pei Ming fiercely. Now that things had come to this, she might as well make her words clear.

"I am not applying for a visa to travel to Country Y, I am planning to immigrate to the country."

Pei Ming was stunned.

Jiang Qingyu continued: "You know what immigration means, right? It means you won't come back and will settle down and live abroad."

Pei Ming's eyes were slightly red.

The unexpected reaction made Jiang Qingyu a little confused, and she felt a little guilty for no reason. But since she had said this, there was no need for her to stop or change her words, so she raised her neck and continued to speak coldly.

"So there's no need for us to contact each other again in the future. It won't be long anyway and we won't see each other again. It's better to break up early than late." Jiang Qingyu turned his head and said lightly, pretending to be indifferent.

Pei Ming held her hand tightly, still holding on tightly.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "Why do you want to immigrate suddenly?"

I've known her for two or three months, but I've never heard her talk about such an arrangement. Her bar has only been open for a short time, so this was obviously not something that was arranged long ago, but a spur-of-the-moment plan.

After a two-second pause, Pei Ming asked again: "Is it because of me?"

Is it because he's chasing too closely?

Or is he too clingy?

But didn’t she say herself that her ideal type is a loyal and clingy puppy?

Jiang Qingyu was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

"Why do you think so?"

He thinks himself too highly of himself.

Pei Ming held her tightly, his eyes more angry: "Why? Did you see a man out there who suits your taste?"

"Jiang Qingyu, all the students who study abroad think that only hometown food is to their liking."

“Not only the food, but also the people.”

Pei Ming's tone was fierce.

Before Jiang Qingyu said anything, he was already angry.

Jiang Qingyu was angry.

Although she hadn't shown any particularly elegant and perfect image in front of Pei Ming during the past few months of knowing each other, she wasn't a hungry, wolf-like woman.

"What did you say!"

Anyway, Pei Ming's social circle had nothing to do with hers, so Jiang Qingyu simply told the truth.

"I'm going abroad because my friend's family needs to go abroad for treatment. My friend's husband is a scumbag, and they are getting divorced now. After the divorce is completed, she plans to live abroad. Since she is such a good friend, I must go with her. I can't let her be alone abroad."

Pei Ming frowned: "Just because of this?"

Jiang Qingyu glanced at him: "What about that? Do you think I'm the same as you? I can never control my lower body?"