Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

The expression on Mu Tingfeng's face was blank for a second, and then he seemed to have been struck by lightning suddenly, and his face was very difficult to believe: "What...what did you say?"

If this guy's appearance is seen by the employees of his company, his image will probably collapse, right? Zhao Yulin thought very unscrupulously. ---End of this Danmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

"Why, don't believe it? Then assume that I haven't said it." After secretly refreshing, Zhao Yulin raised her eyebrows pretendingly, turned around and was about to leave, but was violently pulled back a second before turning around.

Falling into that familiar embrace, Zhao Yulin didn't feel surprised at all. What really surprised her was someone's slightly trembling body.

"I believe, I believe! You are mine and mine." The joy of the heart was conveyed to the person in his arms through the shaking of the body without reservation.

Without hesitation, Zhao Yulin reached out and hugged Mu Tingfeng back, and said in a low voice: "Since I believe, I have more confidence in myself and a little...trust in me."

In fact, even Zhao Youlin didn't know when her feelings for Mu Tingfeng changed.

At first, she only felt a little bit against this person. After all, she was forced to divorce when she was born again. As long as it was an individual, especially a girl, she felt uncomfortable.

Later, I couldn't bear it. I can't get used to this person's ignorance of Lele, who is the one who has made up his mind to cherish his heartache, but his biological father regards him as a slapstick.

As a father, this person can so bother to present birthday gifts for his wife Zhang Luo, but he doesn't even know when his child's birthday is.

She felt unworthy for Lele, and became angry and resentful of the man who caused Lele's tragedy.

But later, this person began to approach himself consciously, and he stood in front of him to protect himself when he was in danger, when he was in the elevator, and he was in the forest.

I owed him two lives, but I don't know how to pay it back. In the past two decades, she has always been protecting others and herself. No one has ever stood in front of her to protect her. Mu Tingfeng was the first.

Later, they started to get in touch and understand each other a little bit, they would quarrel, get awkward, and make trouble with each other because of a little thing, but at the same time they began to slowly adapt to each other's existence.

Someone once said that the hardest thing to quit in this world is habit. Before she knew it, she had become accustomed to the existence of Mu Tingfeng, that this person appeared in her own life, interfered with her own life, and even To become a part of one's own life.

But when she realized this, it was too late to hold her heart.

From the time he realized that he actually started to mind, whether Mu Tingfeng liked the previous Zhao Youlin or the self who was hiding under Zhao Youlin's appearance, Zhao Youlin knew that she had planted.

Now that the biggest gap has disappeared, Zhao Youlin no longer needs to conceal her true feelings. She has never been a hypocritical person, love is love, she...recognizes it.

"Mu Tingfeng, although we can be regarded as a happy relationship now, I still need to explain some things clearly to you."

"What's the matter?" After the initial surprise, Mu Tingfeng's head has recovered a little bit of calmness, but the deep and beautiful eyes are still shining scaryly, staring at Zhao Youlin with piercing eyes, as if to want her. Every expression came into my eyes.

"First of all, you can't just be jealous anymore." Seeing Mu Tingfeng's face sinking and opening her mouth to say something, Zhao Youlin preemptively said, "Mu Tingfeng, although I love you, I am also an independent individual. , An individual as independent as you, you have no right to restrict my freedom, let alone with whom I interact."

Mu Tingfeng's face finally became gloomy again, with dark clouds covering it.

"Of course, as long as you do this, I will return you naturally."

"Return?"

Zhao Yulin nodded, met Mu Tingfeng’s inquiring gaze, and said in a low voice: "I will keep my duty and understand what I should do and what I should not do, and you only need to remember a little bit. You haven't had time to participate in more than twenty years, but in the next time I am, from now to the time I enter the soil in the future, you will be by my side without accident. So, what are you dissatisfied with?"

At this moment, Mu Tingfeng was completely stunned. Yes, from now to the future, the person who accompanies Zhao Yulin and walks with her will be me, not any other man, but me.

What is there to worry about like this? What is there to worry about? Just hold onto the person in front of you...

Mu Tingfeng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked at Zhao Yeolin for a long time, only to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to revisit the old things: "Yorim, let's remarry."

Unlike previous dodge rejections, this time, Zhao Youlin was silent for a while, and then softly said the answer Mu Tingfeng had always dreamed of: "Yeah."

A short word is enough to make Mu Tingfeng ecstatic, his head dazzled by ecstasy has not been able to recover for a long time, one face maintains the original facial paralysis, but this will even brighten the pair. The compelling eyes are a little dull.

It was the first time that Zhao Yulin saw Mu Tingfeng's appearance, and she couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the moment: "I said, President Mu, it's time to come back."

Zhao Yulin's ridicule finally restarted Mu Tingfeng's brains that had become blank due to excessive surprises. Deep eyes fixed on Zhao Yulin, and stubbornly confirmed again: "Say it again."

"Ok?"

"Say what I just said again."

Zhao Yulin was startled, raised her head to hold Mu Tingfeng's face, and smiled slightly: "Mu Tingfeng, let's get married again."

The swaying light in Mu Tingfeng's eyes was focused instantly by Zhao Youlin's words, and it burst out with eye-popping light, which was the purest joy and expectation.

Mu Tingfeng's trembling fingertips turned to caress Zhao Youlin's side face, as if touching a peerless treasure, painting down bit by bit, and finally staying on Zhao Youlin's red lips that he kissed before, her eyes gleaming. Slightly flashing.

Perhaps because of a mentality problem, perhaps because of the atmosphere at this moment, the two people who were already very close unconsciously approached each other, bringing the distance between each other closer.

The clear eyes are full of reflections of each other's figure. At this moment, there is almost no suspense in each other's hearts. The lips of the two people are pressed together again, glued and warm, and can't tolerate anything. People bother and intervene.