He took out his arms and hugged her slender waist, raised his lips and comforted her: "You did the right thing. She did something wrong, and she should apologize to you and admit her mistake."
"She will always be your ex-wife, and I am also afraid that you will feel uncomfortable." The woman pouted and smiled.
Ruan Tianling raised a smile, held her hand, and looked at her gently: "You know, I have no relationship with her. Now that we are divorced, she has nothing to do with me."
What she wanted was his words.
As long as Jiang Yufei is not in his heart, she will feel more relieved.
Yan Yue showed a happy and bright smile. The man looked at her beautiful and innocent smile and suddenly felt that Jiang Yufei and Yan Yue were really incomparable.
That woman's temper was submissive before her temper changed drastically, and she was more cautious than the maid when facing him.
Since her temperament changed drastically, she is like a hedgehog, always putting up her thorns, and she has to prick her to feel comfortable.
Anyway, no matter what her temperament became, he didn't like it. What he liked was Yan Yue's gentle, kind, generous and sweet character.
And he and Yan Yue have been in love for more than ten years. Regardless of her personality or her family background, she is the woman he needs most. Now that he and Jiang Yufei have just divorced, and his grandfather does not accept Yan Yue, he can only continue to wait.
After a while, he would get engaged to her, marry her again, and live the life he imagined five years ago.
With his thoughts at this point, Ruan Tianling looked at Yan Yue with more tender eyes.
He hugged her waist tightly, kissed her face, and said with a smile: "The skirt is stained, I will accompany you to change it."
Jiang Yufei sat on the steps of the hotel garden, hugging her body with her arms and opening her eyes hollowly to feel the cold breath of winter.
The flowers in the garden in front of me have withered, and only the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, some are red, white, and goose yellow. Small chrysanthemums are swaying in the flower bed, emitting a faint fragrance.
The cold wind blows against my face with the fragrance of flowers, and the breath is elegant and cold.
A thick men's coat was draped around her body, and someone sat down next to her.
"Here, drink some of this to warm yourself up." Xiao Lang handed her a steaming cup of milk tea. The rich milk aroma was very tempting. Jiang Yufei sniffed, took it with both hands, and said thank you with a smile.
She held the paper cup in her soft little hands, feeling the heat of the milk tea. Her palms were warm and her heart was warm.
After taking a sip of milk tea, her body didn't seem so cold anymore.
She turned her head and smiled at the man beside her: "Thank you very much for today. If it weren't for you, they probably wouldn't let me go so easily."
Xiao Lang was wearing a warm white shirt and an expensive black vest.
He put his hands behind his back, bent one leg, stretched out the other lazily, and leaned back slightly. Even in the cold winter, he looked as casual and leisurely as if he were on a midsummer evening.
His handsome face with deep outlines faced her, and he gave a nice smile: "I am helping with the marriage, not the marriage. You are right. I will not watch them humiliate you."
Jiang Yufei's eyes flashed slightly: "How do you know I'm right? People who saw the surveillance video thought it was my fault. In fact, even I myself suspected that it was my fault."
But she was sure that Xu Man's action at that time was to throw wine in her face. It was just that she defended too quickly and turned what should have been their fault into her fault.
If she had waited for Xu Man to throw wine in her face before taking action, maybe the situation would have been different.