ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] "Auntie, I will spend my whole life making up for the big mistake I made." Zhan Aofan knows that facing such a woman, all explanations are redundant, only a heavy and heavy promise.

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However, Gu Xiuyuan seemed not to have heard what he said. She took a sip of coffee and slowly said: "Aofan, as I just said, some habits are difficult to change once they are formed, and some harm cannot be changed once it is caused."

Make up for it, some wounds cannot be healed once they appear

As always, I'm not a procrastinating and cumbersome person. As an elder, I can tell you frankly that I don't agree with An An being with you." If she hadn't stopped the wedding five years ago, it would have been her biggest regret as a mother.

So this time, she can't be confused and conniving again.

Hearing this, Zhan Aofan's face became a little stiff, he pursed his lips tightly, remained silent, and unconsciously clenched his hands hanging by his side.

After a long time, he finally said with difficulty: "Auntie... is it because of... my mother's fault?" This was a wound in his heart that he didn't want to touch. If possible, he would rather not mention it for the rest of his life.

"Aofan, Auntie is not an unreasonable person. The affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with you. I don't agree because you and An An are not suitable." The heart of the man in front of her is too cold and too hard, but An An will always live in the most difficult moment.

In a world where kindness is the purest, the person next to her in the future should be gentle and elegant, shining into her life like sunshine. Obviously, the person in front of her is not that type.

"Aunt, I know I have completely disappointed you, but Huihui needs and deserves a complete family. Don't you want his childhood to be happier than any other child?"

"Aofan, as a partner, my aunt will be very satisfied with you as a partner, but not as a son-in-law."

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Zhan Aofan stared at Gu Xiuyuan's leaving figure, and his heart dropped to the dust.

He thought about the difficulties and obstacles he might encounter, but he didn't expect Aunt Mu's attitude to be so determined.

While he was dazed, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang in the quiet atmosphere. Zhan Aofan gathered back his wandering thoughts and answered: "Uncle Li."

"Mr. Zhan, our luggage has been packed for the 12 noon flight. Do you have any special instructions?" Li Zizheng said steadily on the other end of the phone.

Zhan Aofan pondered for a moment and replied: "No more."

There seemed to be a moment's pause there.

Zhan Aofan asked: "What's wrong? Uncle Li, is there anything else?"

"Aofan, have you told An An about your trip to the United States?" When he said it again, it was no longer the respect of a subordinate for his boss, but the tone of an elder caring for a junior.

Zhan Aofan was slightly startled, but replied: "I told her, I said I was going to the United States on a business trip."

Li Zizheng sighed: "Aofan, there are so many things that have the best of both worlds in life. If you choose some, you must give up some."

Zhan Aofan was silent for a moment, with some sadness and struggle in his eyes: "Uncle Li, I know."

"Children are innocent after all, and you have to make your own decisions on everything. I just hope you won't regret it in the future. You know, nothing in this world can be hidden for a lifetime."

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More than ten hours later, the plane slowly landed at New York International Airport. Shortly after Zhan Aofan stepped out of the airport, his cell phone rang.

"Are you here?" Mu Anyou's voice on the other end of the phone was low and soft, with an unconcealable sleepiness.

Zhan Aofan subconsciously looked at the watch on his wrist. At one o'clock in the afternoon, it should be midnight in City B on the other side.

"Why don't you sleep? Aren't you tired?" The low voice was filled with guilt.

"Well, I'm tired. Aren't you worried? Have you arrived at the hotel where you are staying?" A lazy voice lingered clearly in my ears.

Zhan Aofan responded softly: "Yes, we'll be there soon." After saying that, he immediately warned: "You need to rest quickly and call me when you wake up, okay?"

"Oh, okay, good night." Mu Anyou's mind has long been occupied by thoughts. How can he still remember what time it is in New York?

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Aofan opened the unread text messages on his phone.

——Fan, have you arrived?

Zhan Aofan quickly pressed the delete button, got into the car sent by his hotel, and merged into the New York traffic.

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"What are you looking at?" Mu Xile asked as she walked up to the second floor and passed by the door of Mu Anyou's bedroom, looking at the figure lying on the bed inside.

"It's nothing...ah, sister, why are you still in this habit?" Before he finished speaking, the cell phone in his hand was suddenly snatched away by the person behind him, and Mu Anyou shouted in protest.

"Can you give it to me if you don't have to do it this way? Tsk, I have to use this method for you." Mu Xile rolled her eyes at her, then opened her phone, and what came into view was a photo.

The older man and the younger man were lying side by side on the bed, both with their heads slightly tilted to the left, the same posture and the same sleeping appearance.

The fingers crossed one by one, and the protagonist of the next photo became a certain man and a certain woman, lying side by side on the bed. Mu Anyou was asleep, with her head wrapped in someone's arm, and she slept without feeling anything.

The male protagonist half-opened his narrow eyes, had a lazy posture, and smiled comfortably and contentedly.

Mu Anyou only glanced at the photo, and her cheeks were slightly dizzy, with a hint of embarrassment.

She was really sleeping deeply when this photo was taken. Later, she accidentally opened her phone and saw someone's super boring masterpiece. What made her embarrassed was that the two of them had just finished doing something, so it was clearly visible in the photo.

There is no trace of hair from the neck to the chest, which makes people think a lot. In fact, it is indeed not suitable for some children.

"Tch, President Zhanda is really childish, why should he learn to take selfies after being born in the 90s?" Mu Xile said with a slight disdain, looking at her sister with a rather ambiguous smile.

"Sister, give it to me quickly." Mu Anyou couldn't bear the teasing smile of the person in front of him, so he said helplessly.

"An'an, do you think this is a real-life Yan Zhaomen? Huh?" Mu Xile asked jokingly.

"Sister, you are really..." Mu Anyou looked up at the sky and was speechless.

Mu Xile, however, seemed not to notice her embarrassment at all, and muttered to himself: "Uh... if I sell it, I wonder what price I can get for it?"

Mu Anyou watched helplessly as her sister transferred the photo to her mobile phone, with a proud and calculating look on her face. She sighed inwardly that her mother had indeed given birth to a good daughter. Her sensitivity to money was the same as hers.

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"How many days have you been gone?" Mu Xile asked confusedly.

Mu Anyou understood it clearly, thought about it in his mind and replied, "It's been five days."

"Oh, I'm so lovesick." Mu Xile tilted her head and smiled narrowly.

"Sister, since you are teasing me today, isn't your only sister addicted?" Mu Anyou puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"Come on, don't act cute to me. If I don't accept this, I'll show it to someone in your family."

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