"Tuo..." Gong Ruxue felt the tension in the man's body. Her face suddenly turned pale, and there was an extremely terrifying sense of crisis that made her whole body feel cold from head to sole.
It's that woman, it's really that woman.
"Tuo, we still need to pick out clothes." Gong Ruxue held her head tightly and held the man's hand. She held it tightly, but the man didn't even frown. He just stared at the two people in front of him with an expression on his face.
unknown.
From the beginning, Gong Ruxue did not put anyone in her eyes, except Xiang Qinglan. She was Su Zhetuo's wife, a woman who could stand by his side, even though she was the one who got him.
However, sometimes his heart felt very close to her, and sometimes it was very far away, especially since Xiang Qinglan's shadow was everywhere in that room, which sometimes made her almost crazy.
She raised her face and forced a smile, "Tuo, why does that person look so much like your ex-wife, and the man next to her is very nice," Gong Ruxue said innocently, but in her eyes,
There was no sign of innocence, only a flash of calculation.
Su Zhetuo pursed his lips and opened them, "It has nothing to do with me." He didn't like to have his emotions so influenced by others, especially this person was his ex-wife. However, he hated deception, especially from women.
Although they are divorced now, he still doesn't like Xiang Qinglan finding another man so quickly.
Is this just a man's possessiveness? It doesn't mean that he doesn't like it, and he doesn't want others to possess it. At least not now.
Their voices reached Xiang Qinglan's ears word by word. Because of the shortened distance, their words were not as quiet as before. She even felt that Gong Ruxue said these words on purpose, but it was just that
, is it necessary? They have both divorced, and she has no relationship with him anymore. She has no baby and no home. What kind of influence can she have on them and what kind of obstacles can she create to them.
Without her, they can already stand together openly and sternly. She gave him her husband, her baby, and her voice. Isn't that enough?
There was some fog in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, the fog thickened. There was only a hazy white in front of her eyes. She could no longer see anything clearly. A pair of hands with body temperature gently stroked her hair. She raised her head and it was clear.
He put his fingers on her forehead and pulled her hair hanging on both sides behind her ears.
"Your hair is messed up," he rolled his eyes and smiled extraordinarily cleanly. "Look, your hair is disobedient. Qing will help you teach them a lesson."
Xiang Qinglan blinked her eyes, and Qing retracted her fingers. It was just an unintentional movement, but it was also instinctive. However, she found that the heartbreaking pain in her chest seemed to have been reduced too much.
She looked at Qing's smiling face, and her clean eyes seemed to make her see the gurgling water washing away all the pain. Slowly, bit by bit, it dissipated.
Qing stood up and turned his feet. They really fit.
"Do you like it?" Xiang Qinglan was still facing Su Zhezhe and the others behind her back, mouthing,
"I like it," Qingyang smiled, showing her white teeth. His new clothes and new shoes are so beautiful. He likes them so much. They look so good on him and they are so comfortable.
Xiang Qinglan picked up other clothes and walked to the counter. A shadowy gaze kept staring at her, and her back was always stiff. Qing followed him and accidentally saw
Su Zhetuo's eyes were as if he was eating someone, which made him inexplicably drop the smile on his face.
He didn't like this man, and he didn't even like the look in his eyes.