Xiang Qinglan was slightly stunned. She raised her head. The man in front of her was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. Sure enough, they were a match made in heaven.
"Why, you're mute?" Su Zhetuo gave her a cold look, and was very unhappy with her silence from beginning to end. She was still cruel. After all, they were husband and wife. Even if they were divorced, she still didn't bother to talk to him.
Say a word?
"Tuo, don't be like this," Gong Ruxue pulled his sleeve, "Sister Qinglan, maybe she wants to see you for something?" Gong Ruxue advised kindly, but the look in her eyes towards Qinglan was...
There was an added touch of hostility, and an indescribable hatred.
Xiang Qinglan, you are all divorced, why do you want to come back? Since you have left, why do you want to come back?
Xiang Qinglan lowered her head, but she couldn't make a sound from her throat. Yes, she was mute. To be honest, she pointed at the newspaper on the ground. She didn't say a word to him, either she didn't want to or couldn't.
Because she no longer had the voice to answer his question.
But why does Gong Ruxue hate her? What else has she not taken away from her? She robbed her husband, made her lose her baby, destroyed her home, and made her lose her voice. She hates
She, it's ridiculous, she should be the one who should hate her.
However, she no longer wants to mention the past, because half of love is hate, so what about hate, the other side of hate is love. If love is gone, then hate, isn't it redundant?
Moreover, it is too tiring to hate someone. They love each other deeply, so she will help them.
And her life is very good now. She lost everything, but God sent her a Qing. He was someone who would make her feel happy.
Turning around, she was about to leave. The newspaper was delivered, so there was no need for her to stay anymore, because she had to go home and Qing was already waiting for her.
"Tuo, don't be angry, it turns out that Sister Qinglan is delivering newspapers," Gong Ruxue's voice came from behind, but Xiang Qinglan raised the corners of her lips lightly. Sister, it's a pity that she is Xiang Qinglan.
Orphan, no sister.
She originally delivered newspapers, and she didn't feel how bad or low-level this job would be. She used her own hands to make money, and she lived with peace of mind.
Ignoring the two people behind her, they really had nothing to do with her. She could easily turn around and never look back again.
The gaze behind her became colder and colder, but she just walked without looking back or stopping.
It wasn't until the thin figure slowly disappeared that Su Zhetuo withdrew his eyes. The newspaper placed at his feet actually stung his eyes.
"Tuo, it hurts when you hold me," Gong Ruxue's pitiful voice came. Only then did Su Zhetuo realize what he had done. He quickly let go of his hand, but the back of Gong Ruxue's hand was already red.
One piece, showing how hard he had just worked.
"Ruxue, I'm sorry, I..." He wanted to explain something, but in the end, under Gong Ruxue's sad eyes, he hugged her tightly in his arms, but his eyes drifted far away.
Far away.
His heart ached, but he didn't know who he was heartbroken about?
The newspaper on the ground was blown open to one page by the wind, and it was at their feet, like a satire on them.
Su Zhetuo narrowed his eyes and walked through the door with Gong Ruxue in his arms. The moment he stepped on the newspaper, he felt as if his body had been stabbed by something. It hurt so much that he sucked hard.
He was sucking, but the hand he placed on Gong Ruxue's waist was extremely gentle, and he seemed to be struggling with something.
They got in the car. Today, they were going to try on the French dresses flown from France. Although Gong Ruxue's family background was not very good, he wanted to give her a grand wedding. Naturally, the woman he loved would not
It was too shabby, but he seemed to have forgotten that he had also given a wedding to another person, but it was a wedding with only a notarization and nothing else.
He owed a woman, he really owed too much, and until he realized it, he couldn't pay it back.
Gong Ruxue, who was sitting on the other side, looked at the corners of his mouth that had been pursed, and her fingers began to pull hard on her clothes. She turned her head to look outside the car, and her face began to darken.
Tuo, you care so much. As soon as she appears, you will become unlike yourself. What kind of feelings do you have for her? Do you still love her? Or maybe you don’t know yourself at all.
Love her? No, no, she shook her head quickly and rejected this terrible idea. They were about to get married. She would not let Xiang Qinglan have the opportunity to get close to them at this time. It was absolutely impossible. She finally
We have just come this far, how could we lose everything like this?
Su Zhetuo's hands were slightly harder, and his knuckles were a little white. He was a little angry and upset without knowing it. He hadn't seen that woman for a long time. His ex-wife seemed different from before. He stopped.
Without her source of income, it turned out that she had been reduced to delivering newspapers.
It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, but he doesn't understand why his heart felt a clear tingling for a moment. The car drove very fast until it arrived at the dress company where their wedding was
This company called Love for Life provides full service, from the dress to the wedding, everything is the best.
Su Zhetuo looked at Gong Ruxue who was trying on the dress a little absent-mindedly. It must be said that Gong Ruxue was indeed very beautiful in her dress. She had a very good figure and good facial features. She was pretty enough. This was not
The reason why he likes her so much is that he likes excitement. He was really tired of his marriage to Xiang Qinglan, so he chose the passionate Gong Ruxue.
After giving up two years of marriage, he thought he would be happy, he thought he would be free, but now he discovered that he had been wrong all along. He could not let go of that woman, and he had never let go.
He leaned against the wall, and whenever he thought of the fact that she was feeling extremely wronged because she had done everything for another man, he felt a kind of jealousy biting his heart like a bug.
He has never made her suffer. He is really not willing to let her suffer like this for others.
With a slight curl at the corner of his lips, he would not make it easy for them, Xiang Qinglan, and that Qing.