He just wanted to see how unbearable that clean woman in his eyes was, and whether she was worthy of being the wife he always thought was pure, to cool his world. Thinking of this, the bottom of his eyes
She darkened for a moment, and raised the corners of her lips in self-mockery. Now, it seemed like she was worthy of being her husband again.
After all, it was his betrayal first, but now, he clearly has a woman whom he loves. However, he is still unwilling to let go of his ex-wife. Is he really too greedy?
While he was thinking wildly, the door that was not new opened from the inside and Qinglan walked out. He stood up straight and did not realize that the look in his eyes at her was actually greedy, as if he wanted to
Remember that woman's every smile and every move in your eyes.
She seemed to have lost weight again. Did she not eat? His pursed lips were filled with too much displeasure. Until another man walked out of the room, his face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm.
horrible.
And he stared at the man's hand on Xiang Qinglan's face, wishing he could just go up and chop off his hand. Only he could touch that face, and no one else could.
He was so jealous that he wanted to rush forward and separate them. However, his reason made him stand here, as if his feet were nailed here, unable to take another step.
His pride, his self-esteem, and his identity do not allow him to do such a shameful thing. He does not want the person, he wants to divorce, and he even proposed the conditions. Now, he will not put himself
Putting his face in front of them, giving them the opportunity to humiliate him...
"You are really an adulterer. What are you doing so close?" He cursed in a low voice, still staring at them with cannibalistic eyes.
Xiang Qinglan looked around strangely. She always felt like she was being watched by someone, and her whole body felt uncomfortable. She didn't like the feeling of being watched like this.
"Lan, what are you thinking about?" Qing was puzzled and carefully tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ears. She was going to get the materials. They had finished the ones they wanted to translate, so she wanted to get new ones.
That man threw a lot of money to them, but none of them wanted to pick up the money or use it.
Xiang Qinglan shook her head. Maybe she had seen it wrong. She took Qing's hand and wrote on his hand, "I will be back in a while. Remember to be at home and don't run around," she warned her many times.
, although she knew that Qing had always been obedient, she still didn't trust him. Fortunately, Qing's personality was relatively calm, otherwise, she would have had a headache even more.
"Don't worry, I'm very good," Qing held her hand tightly and assured her that of course he would stay at home and not go anywhere. There is nothing fun outside, and there is no Lan, nothing at all.
mean.
He stared in a certain direction intentionally, his green eyes flickering slightly, but Xiang Qinglan didn't notice.
After Xiang Qinglan listened, she nodded, hugged the information in her arms tightly, Xiang Qing shook her hand, and then turned around. However, after taking a few steps, she stopped again and looked at
That wall seemed to be somewhere, but when she looked carefully, there was nothing there. She was really hallucinating and ignored her. She really walked away this time, and the figure became farther and farther away.
, until finally disappearing at the end of the road.
Qing withdrew his eyes. He did not enter the room. He just turned around and leaned against the door with his hands folded across his chest. His eyes, which had always been light and clear, now had some evil aura in them.
"How long are you going to stand there? There are a lot of bugs there," he kindly reminded the man. In fact, he noticed it as soon as he went out, and his intuition told him that there was a person standing there, and the hostile look in his eyes was a lie.
Inhumane.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out from inside, his cold gaze directed towards him, but Qing's movements did not change, and even the smile on his lips was still as clean as before.
It turned out that it was him, the man who humiliated them, and he accepted his hostility. Of course, he would not give him a good look. The consciousness that they were both enemies made him have a natural dislike for this man.
He doesn't like him, and of course, he doesn't like him either.
The two of them just looked at me and I looked at you, competing with each other.
Su Zhetuo sneered and slowly approached him. He stood in front of him. His almost tall height allowed the two of them to look into the depths of each other's eyes at the same time. When looking after each other, they were also peeking into each other's thoughts.
.
Su Zhetuo narrowed his black eyes. His eyes were always unique in the shopping mall and had extraordinary insight. However, for this man, he had to say that he could not tell at all what he was doing.
What are you thinking?
He can be said to be a mystery, a mystery that he cannot understand.
His eyes are very clean and simple. However, no mature man would be so simple, unless he is a fool. But, obviously, he does not think that he belongs to this kind of person. Maybe, he really is.
He is very good at hiding.
"It seems that we have all reached a consensus, a consensus of being enemies."
"Su Zhetuo, Xiang Qinglan's...ex-husband," he stretched out his hand and emphasized the word "ex-husband". In fact, what he wanted to say most was that he was her husband. However, this was obviously too childish.
Now, anyone who has read some newspapers knows that he is about to marry another woman
After getting married, he will be the husband of another woman, but he will never be the husband of Xiang Qinglan. He made a promise to another woman, that is the woman he loves, and he can abandon the one he does not love, but love
People will never do it. Therefore, only a ghost can believe that he is someone else’s husband.
Qing looked at his hand and frowned in confusion, but he remembered the scenes of people shaking hands on TV and stretched out his right hand out of habit.
"Qing," his lips moved slightly. He just said this one word. His name was actually just one word, and Qing was his name.
"Your surname is Qing?" Su Zhetuo's hands began to exert force, and the man's hands were obviously not that weak. It could be seen that the veins on the backs of their hands were beginning to show, and the two of them were obviously still competing here.
"No, my name is Qing." Qing raised the corners of her lips, seemingly with some amusement.
After holding it for a long time, the two of them let go of their hands at the same time. Su Zhetuo clenched his fingers tightly. The numbness of his fingers made his face become even colder.