Never leave my wife: I won't date the president if he remarries

After coaxing Su Wuxi to turn around, Mo Jinyuan's aggrieved face met his eyes, Wang Ruoxi laughed out loud, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, do you want to?"

"What chance?" There was light in Mo Jinyuan's eyes, and Mo Jinyuan quickly glanced at the expressionless Mo Lingsu, trying his best to please his sister-in-law in order not to be grounded after returning home.

Wang Ruoxi paused for a moment, but didn't speak immediately, but stroked her chin as if whetting her appetite, as if she was thinking about something.

Mo Jinyuan couldn't help urging: "Say it quickly."

"Well, since you didn't teach Wuxi well today, I'll punish you and send her back. How about making amends on the way?"

Trying to create an opportunity for Mo Jinyuan, Wang Ruoxi half leaned on Mo Lingsu's body, looking at the ski resort very seriously, as if the person she swore just now was not her.

"Ruoxi, you won't come with me?" Su Wuxi emphasized slightly.

"No." Wang Ruoxi walked up to Su Wuxi, lowered her voice and bit her ear, "Wuxi, this time doesn't count. We made an appointment while skiing. I can't break the appointment. I will make it up to you when I go back."

In order to increase her credibility, Wang Ruoxi reluctantly said: "After returning home, the time for making up lessons will be increased by half an hour, ten days."

This is the biggest concession she can make, and it is also a coveted benefit for Su Wuxi. With her eager attitude towards knowledge, the possibility of agreeing is 80.00%.

Sure enough, Su Wuxi thought for two seconds and said, "Yes."

"Then let's go change." Pulling Su Wuxi into the changing room and choosing the adjacent cubicle, Wang Ruoxi quickly and smoothly took off her ski suit.

Holding the clothes, Wang Ruoxi looked at the closed door and said, "Wuxi, I'm leaving first."

"Okay." After getting an affirmative answer, Wang Ruoxi ordered a few words and left.

After Su Wuxi took off the cumbersome clothes and folded the tools neatly, Wang Ruoxi was gone, and Mo Jinyuan lazily leaned against the railing not far away.

He changed into casual clothes and wore a mask to reduce his presence as much as possible, but he still attracted the attention of many girls. Su Wuxi heard whispers.

"Look, that man has such a temperament."

"It's a pity that I can't see the face. Did you take pictures? I'll send some pictures later."

"No problem, his back looks good too..."

Turning her head, the two girls in front of her were dawdlingly refusing to leave, just blocking her way.

Su Wuxi said politely: "Hello, can you please let me go? I want to go."

A girl turned her head, muttered and stood aside, as if she was dissatisfied with being disturbed.

Su Wuxi didn't pursue it, and walked straight towards Mo Jinyuan after thanking him lightly.

Putting the ski equipment in his hands, Su Wuxi tiptoed and lowered the brim of Mo Jinyuan's baseball cap: "Keep a low profile!"

"If it's lower, I won't be able to free my hands." Mo Jinyuan raised the bags in both hands, and Su Wuxi helped him press down again, covering his eyes.

The dissatisfied girl grabbed the other girl's sleeve in surprise, and stammered, "Do you have a girlfriend? Or are you married?"

"It seems to be." Glancing at each other, the two girls' expressions were very complicated. Looking back on their own performance, the dissatisfied girl only felt pain in her face.

Arriving at the parking lot side by side, Mo Jinyuan stuffed the ski equipment into the trunk, then opened the co-pilot's door, and asked, "It's almost noon, can you have dinner?"

"No need, just take me back." Sitting in the car, Su Wuxi refused.

Mo Jinyuan frowned: "No, I have to make amends, I didn't perform well today."

As soon as he said it, Su Wuxi thought of the ski resort, a smile smeared on her face, and she asked curiously: "Are you really a skier? I think it's just a fake."

"Of course! It was just an accident." Received it immediately, with a little nervousness that Mo Jinyuan didn't notice, Su Wuxi's smile deepened, and he didn't say much.

Her tacit attitude made Mo Jinyuan directly drive the car to a well-reviewed Chinese restaurant, and when he arrived at the restaurant, he got to his usual seat with ease.

The waiter quickly delivered the menu, and Mo Jinyuan pushed it in front of Su Wuxi, "The signature dish Buddha Jumping over the Wall is pretty good, as well as eggplant with minced meat and hot and sour fish. Others, you can order whatever you like."

Su Wuxi glanced briefly, ordered a few well-received dishes, and the waiter took water and glasses thoughtfully.

Su Wuxi lowered his head and poured boiled water into the glass. Just as he was about to ask Mo Jinyuan if he wanted it, he heard his voice.

"do not move!"

"What's wrong?" Su Wuxi asked after stopping his movements.

Mo Jinyuan leaned down, bent down and took off the white cotton wool from Su Wuxi's left hair: "There is something on the hair."

"Thank you."

They are so close together that the side view creates the illusion of a kiss.

Yuan Heting, who happened to enter the store, dimmed his eyes. He strode forward and came to Mo Jinyuan's table with a strong purpose. A deep and magnetic voice rang in Su Wuxi's ear: "What are you doing?"

Su Wuxi raised her head, facing the tall and straight figure wrapped under the suit and the man's handsome face, her gentle expression turned cold: "Yuan Heting, why are you here?? What do we do that has anything to do with you?"

The mocking tone made Yuan Heting's unhappy expression even more gloomy, "Su Wuxi, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are indeed getting bolder!"

Going on a date with Mo Jinyuan behind his back, and as far as he saw, they were kissing.

His eyes stayed on Su Wuxi's bright red lips, Yuan Heting's eyes darkened gradually, and the sudden irritability in his heart lingered.

"Follow me." The thin lips parted lightly, with unquestionable dominance.

Mo Jinyuan raised the corners of his lips, and stood in front of Su Wuxi a few steps: "Yuan Heting, are you too confident that you asked her for advice before?"

"Her opinion?" Asked back, Yuan Heting looked directly at Su Wuxi, and said again, "Follow me, don't make me say it a second time."

Distraught, Yuan Heting didn't think too much, now he just wanted to find a place where no one was around, and ask carefully.

In the confrontation, Mo Jinyuan laughed angrily at these words, pushed Su Wuxi back, and asked, "Do you want to go with him?"

Su Wuxi shook his head, looked away indifferently, and took a few steps back.

Now she has nothing to do with Yuan Heting, of course she doesn't want to get involved, but he always comes to her again and again, which annoys her very much.

Said it was upset, but it was actually heartache.The marriage between them was destroyed by him, and now they are entangled again, she really doesn't understand what Yuan Heting wants to do!
"Did you see? She is not a doll without thoughts and feelings, she doesn't want to go with you." After a pause, under Yuan Heting's increasingly dangerous eyes, Mo Jinyuan continued, "You have no right to restrict her actions."

"Are you qualified? A trash who was imprisoned in the Mo family by Mo Lingsu." Yuan Heting poked Mo Jinyuan's sore spot word by word, bending his lips suddenly.

The cold words came into their ears clearly, and Mo Jinyuan's obvious anger rose, and Su Wuxi concentrated: "Yuan Heting, don't go too far."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Mo Jinyuan to prepare to leave.

There was no point in staying any longer, Su Wuxi planned to pack the dishes she just ordered, but she ignored the man's strength.

Mo Jinyuan stood still on the spot, broke free from Su Wuxi's hand, and punched him fiercely: "Who do you say is trash?"

Yuan Heting turned his body, caught Mo Jinyuan's fist accurately, and said sarcastically, "Speaking of you, don't you?"

"Looking for death." The force of the punches became more and more serious, Yuan Heting and Mo Jinyuan fought in the restaurant, and the surrounding tables and chairs knocked to the ground after making harsh noises.

They were located in a remote location, and there were not many people at first, but such a commotion attracted the attention of guests in the distance, and some people took out their mobile phones to record.

The waiter who was always paying attention quickly blocked it: "Sorry, sir and miss, you are not allowed to take pictures or videos. There was an accident today. Please go out first. We will compensate for all losses. I am really sorry. Welcome to visit next time."

Apologizing while sending the restaurant guests away.

In a blink of an eye, only Yuan Heting and the manager were left wiping his cold sweat with a paper towel.

After they left, Yuan Heting and Mo Jinyuan became even more unscrupulous, and within a short while, both of them were defeated.

Standing aside, the persuasion seemed insignificant. When he saw that Mo Jinyuan was about to be beaten to the ground, Su Wuxi gritted his teeth and rushed in, blocking in front of him.

The punch barely stopped on Su Wuxi's cheek, and Yuan Heting's veins bulged: "Why did you come in?"

"If I don't come in, don't I want to watch you die." Su Wuxi broke out in a cold sweat as her nervous nerves relaxed. She turned her head and scolded, "Mo Jinyuan, do you have any brains? You beat people in public, Have you forgotten that you are a public figure?"

Mo Jinyuan bowed his head in silence, the mask was loosely placed on his face, it looked a little funny, Su Wuxi didn't have the slightest sympathy.

"Will everything be fine if you wear a mask? The paparazzi won't recognize you?" With eyes closed, Su Wuxi turned to look at Yuan Heting, who pursed his lips, "President Yuan's provocative method is very good."

In this fight, Yuan Heting had no other injuries except his clothes were wrinkled and his hands were torn.

On the contrary, Mo Jinyuan's eyes were bruised and the back of his hand was bleeding, which was particularly shocking on his fair skin. Su Wuxi began to regret agreeing to Wang Ruoxi's request.

She turned her face and stretched out her hand: "Bring the card!"

Mo Jinyuan was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Losing money, you made a mess here and want to go straight away?" Mo Jinyuan suddenly realized, he took out a black/card from his pocket, put it in Su Wuxi's palm, "here."

Seeing Su Wuxi put away the card with his own eyes, Mo Jinyuan was overjoyed.

"Manager, about how much you need to pay, you deduct it directly from the card, I'm really sorry." She said, bowing.

The manager waved his hand: "Small things, small things."

It's not just a trivial matter, he didn't dare to raise any objections in front of the boss.

Seeing that Su Wuxi and Mo Jinyuan had completely left, the manager cautiously came to Yuan Heting's side: "Mr. Yuan, do you need to call a doctor?"

"No, don't leak anything about today's events. Those who took photos secretly, retrieve all photos and destroy them." Yuan Heting ordered in a hoarse voice.

The manager nodded vigorously, not daring to breathe, for fear of making Yuan Heting unhappy.