The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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In the morning, the sunlight shone into a very elegant bedroom through the milky curtains. He Xiyan struggled to get up from the bed, stretched out his bedroom window, and breathed fresh air greedily. Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year. Firecrackers still come from time to time. Many people get up and traffic on the highway in the distance is surging.

She has been 7 weeks pregnant and has become more and more lethargic recently. Sometimes she wakes up at more than 9 am. It is still early today and she wakes up at 7:30.

In this city, she had no friends. The last thing happened, and even Ye Hao never came to see her again. He wanted to come because he never wanted to see himself again. After all, no man wanted a woman who was pregnant with someone else's child.

Washing her face and brushing her teeth, she mechanically does these things every morning and then goes to the kitchen to make her own nutritious breakfast. The garbage in the kitchen was almost full. She picked up which garbage bag and turned towards the door.

The door opened!

A black figure suddenly caught her eyes.

She shuddered, holding her garbage hand, and stopped.

"Ye ..." She said suddenly, but that "Hao" was stuck in her throat stiffly.

when--

The garbage bag in his hand fell to the ground.

A face so familiar and distant appeared to her.

She covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of shock and doubt.

Oh my **** It's him? It turned out to be him!

How to do? A circle of stars popped up around her head.

It seemed that she could not face the man who suddenly appeared at the door for a while, and she quickly turned and closed the door fiercely.

Mo Yixuan outside the door was finally awakened by the closing sound. He rubbed his eyes, his eyes were as dark as a circle of ink, and he even sneezed several times, as if he had a cold.

He arrived here at two in the morning, but he couldn't knock on the door, so he could only wait, waiting to wait, and fell asleep against the wall.

"Yan Yan ..." Mo Yixuan stood up, reached out and knocked **** the wooden door.

He remembered the door sound just now, and Yan Yan must have seen him just now. Why? She was afraid of him, so she closed the door again.

"Open the door, Yan Yan, let me in." He knocked on the door hard again, anxious to knock the door out of a hole.

Inside the room, He Xiyan wandered several times in the living room.

How to do? How to do?

She caressed her chest, and a heartbeat was about to burst out.

Suddenly, she thought about something, and rushed into the bedroom like crazy, and received all the pregnant women's supplies, books, and so on that she bought under the bed.

The man outside the house was still knocking at the door.

"Yan Yan, you open the door, I have something to tell you." The man's thick voice entered the room through the door.

He Xiyan's frown was almost twisted into a twine, but she couldn't figure out why he appeared here. Shouldn't he be beside Xia Yuwei at such a festival? Why did he come here?

"If you don't open the door, I'll wait here until you come out." The voice of the man came again, and the string in He Xiyan's heart was about to break.

And she knew that if she didn't open the door, the unsuccessful man would always be waiting here.

But there is nothing to say between them.

"Yixuan, you go."

Opening the door again, He Xiyan lowered his eyelids and lowered his head only to see the straight legs of the man. They ended when she signed the divorce agreement.