President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

"You know?" Mo Jingsen looked at Shen Xilan unexpectedly, frowning slightly.

This thing is smaller than a button, and the product is sophisticated, and ordinary people can't get it. It is impossible to recognize the one who has never seen it. What has Shen Xilan experienced?

Shen Xilan gave Mo Jingsen a white look: "Why do you come out with this thing?"

Isn't it nonsense? Would she be famous if she didn't know him?

During the time when Mu's family was in chaos, Mu Ziyun was often followed. She saw with her own eyes that he had taken this thing out of the phone in the car, even from the collar, not only the tracker, but also the wiretap.

"Found it in your car." Mo Jingsen picked up the tracker and spread it out in his palm and handed it to Shen Xilan.

"How could it be possible in my car?" Shen Xilan didn't believe it.

"Isn't your car sent for repair last time? The boss there and Mo Xin are acquaintances. After finding this thing, he hid it. I found the opportunity to give it to Mo Xin a few days ago. I want to inform you, but you call If you can't get through, that's why Mo Shu has been waiting in your garage, and he can be regarded as waiting for you today."

Mo Jingsen couldn't make up such words to deceive her.

Shen Xilan's face was pale, and she sat back.

Why is there a location tracker in her car?

Mu Ziyun helped buy the car, and it was also delivered to her by his people.

Shen Xilan took the tracker from Mo Jingsen and looked at it in her hand. This thing is very similar to the one I've seen abroad before, but it's a bit different. This one is smaller and looks more expensive.

But what reason does Mu Ziyun have to install this thing in her car?

Mo Jingsen didn't need to think to know who Shen Xilan was thinking about now. He pursed the corners of his lips and gestured to Mo Shu who was waiting outside.

Mo Shu immediately replied OK with a grin, and then he was a sensible flash.

Soon, all kinds of delicacies were on the table.

Mo Jingsen filled a bowl of tendon soup and placed it in front of Shen Xilan: "Drink some soup first."

Such things as serving soup for her have often occurred in the past two years. Shen Xilan was in a trance, and she took a spoon and started drinking.

After drinking two sips, she suddenly woke up, and the spoon in her hand fell into the soup bowl instantly, with a crisp sound.

"What's the matter?" Mo Jingsen looked at her: "Drink more to make up for the injury. This soup is good for you."

The taste of the soup lingered in Shen Xilan's taste buds, which made her feel a little panicked.

This kind of habit formed invisibly is really bad.

"I'm full." Shen Xilan left a sentence, about to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingsen suddenly stretched out his foot, hooked the chair Shen Xilan was sitting on and pulled in his direction, and the chair led her towards him.

Everything happened so fast that Shen Xilan didn't have time to react, but her body leaned forward with the center of gravity, and then fell back to her position again. Mo Jingsen had grabbed the armrest of her chair with both hands.

The man's tall body leaned toward her, wrapping her in his sphere of influence.

Today, Mo Jingsen wore a black shirt with two buttons on the neckline, revealing a perfect neckline and sexy Adam's apple. The sleeves of the shirt were pulled to the elbows, and the small arms outside showed strength.

The whole person is exuding the colemon who belongs to the man.

"Are you sure you are full?" Mo Jingsen looked straight at her, his voice low and magnetic.

This man is really terribly hooked, and her mind is swaying for a certain night.

Shen Xilan swallowed with difficulty, and said anxiously with a slight embarrassment: "I probably, I can drink more, you get up first."

It is undeniable that Mo Jingsen's appearance and figure, both in his youthful youth and in his current maturity, are in line with her aesthetics of these two stages.

But it was this damn conformity that she didn't dare to act rashly.

It can be said that the injury in the past is a rare matter, and it is easy to be deceived. If you live to the present and lose your heart, it is really a waste of life.

Mo Jingsen kept that posture, his eyes moved to Shen Xilan's shoulder: "Is it hurt here?"

"Okay, okay." Shen Xilan nodded repeatedly.

"Really?" Mo Jingsen didn't believe it, and reached out to her.

His well-knotted fingers suddenly hooked her neckline and pulled her aside, revealing her round shoulders.

There were not many bruises on the snow-white skin, she didn't lie, she seemed to be getting better.

It's just that, on top of that, it was gently pressed by a thin black band, leading to the invisible clothes.

Mo Jingsen's gaze couldn't help but move down, his sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He now feels the looming beauty, which is even more tempting.

Shen Xilan raised her eyes, and her gaze happened to see the man's rolling apple. How could she not understand what that meant, her face flushed suddenly, she quickly pulled the collar back, and shouted angrily: "Mo Jingsen!"

"It's okay to call it Mo Jingsen, let's call it that way from now on." Mo Jingsen sat upright.

He was really bored by the sentence Mo always heard.

Shen Xilan laughed angrily: "Do we have a future relationship? Mr. Mo, I clearly remember that you personally said it as I wished and never contacted! How about your words? Now I want to slap myself in the face. ?"

This proud man must not be able to tolerate such a faceless thing. She has said so, should she let her go?

However, Shen Xilan miscalculated.

Mo Jingsen smiled and looked at her very awkwardly: "So afraid of getting involved with me? Shen Xilan, won't you still love me?"

That's enough for a self-righteous man!

Shen Xilan snorted coldly: "I didn't expect Mr. Mo to have a peacock opening one day, and still love you? Why don't you think about it, I hate you again, I just want to be a stranger quietly. ?"

The smile at the corner of Mo Jingsen's mouth slowly disappeared.

Looking at the beautiful face of the woman, his eyes were dark: "We were in love for two years. Although we broke up, we entered into marriage six years later. It was another two years. No matter what happened in the middle, we counted strictly. We have all been involved for ten years, do you think we can be strangers back?"

Shen Xilan grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, trying to control the emotion that was about to explode.

If they have to do this, they have had ten years of mischief.

But everything should be over, the moment he filed for divorce, their result was doomed.

"Shen Xilan, why on earth are you complaining about me? What do you mean by saying that I forgot who wanted to break up back then?"

Shen Xilan evoked a touch of sarcasm when she heard the words: "Ms. Mo, who has been mentioning that period of the past, turned out to be forgotten."

"It's been so many years, what's the point of always saying? Thank you very much for Mr. Mo's treat today, but I am going to Mo Shu's appointment today. She wants to thank me, so I still don't owe you. Goodbye."

She said that she was about to leave the bag on the chair with one hand, but Mo Jingsen squeezed her wrist.

"Is it because I want to break up?"

The man's anger floated in his eyes, clearly visible.

Shen Xilan tugged her hand. She couldn't pull it back. She was also angry. She met the man's angry eyes and shouted: "Yes! You said that since you broke up, don't call me cheaply! You say, Get together and take care of your face!"

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