Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

She lowered her head, her eyes were pale, she was silent for a while, and then said with her lips whispered, "Don't worry, I did a fortune-telling when I was young, and the doctor said that my life is hard and I can't die."

"Oh!" Song Hanqing's dark eyes deepened, and his lips were sarcastically, "It seems that you have liked fortune-telling since you were a child. No wonder you like to calculate so much. You have calculated all of this."

"Use my own blood to force me to marry you, coax grandma to give you the inheritance, and then force grandma to divorce me, and then run away with your adulterer, Hua Mo, you are very smart and ruthless, but you You really don't take me, Song Hanqing seriously."

Hua Mo listened quietly, feeling that the blood in her whole body was slowly congealing in the blood vessels. She raised her eyes, grinned at Song Hanqing, and said, "Song Hanqing, you can dominate the shopping malls, it seems that you are still Pretty imaginative."

"If I'm really that calculating, why don't you like me!" When she married him, she really thought that maybe Song Hanqing would like her one day, maybe, she could live a peaceful life .

Song Hanqing's black eyes sank, "What did you say!"

Hua Mo knew what Song Hanqing wanted to say, he must have wanted to say: Are you worthy of liking me?
Hua Mo closed his eyes, with loneliness and sarcasm in his eyes, "I didn't say anything, so just pretend you didn't hear anything."

"Hua Mo!" Song Hanqing gritted his teeth.

Hua Mo slowly raised his jaw, and met Song Hanqing's fiery black eyes, "I'm a little hungry, I need to eat, thank you Mr. Song for your condolences, I'm not dead yet, you can go back."

Hua Mo took a deep breath and rang the bedside bell.

The nurse quickly delivered the meals and placed them one by one on Huamo's bedside.

Hua Mo looked sideways at Song Hanqing, and raised his eyes lightly, "If Mr. Song doesn't mind, we can stay and have dinner together, but sick meals."

dong dong!

As soon as Hua Mo finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Shenti came in with a food box, and smiled at Huamo, "Young Mistress, this is the pumpkin porridge that the Young Master ordered for you."

Lin Shen took a peek at Song Hanqing, opened the food box in his hand, took out the pumpkin porridge inside, and placed it in front of Hua Mo.

After listening to Lin Shen's words, Hua Mo involuntarily turned his eyes to Song Hanqing.

Song Hanqing narrowed his long and narrow eyes, walked out without speaking.

Hua Mo remained silent all the time, and after Song Hanqing left, he picked up the pumpkin porridge on the table and drank it in small sips.

Hua Mo didn't stay in the hospital for long, and soon he was discharged by himself.

After leaving the hospital, she took out her mobile phone and planned to take a taxi back to her small apartment.

But as soon as she took out the phone, a black Bugatti stopped in front of her.

The car door opened, and Song Hanqing got out of the car stepping on his shiny leather shoes, gave Hua Mo a light look, and said domineeringly, "Go live in Yunshui Bay."

"You are not in good health now. Xiaomei has been with you for such a long time and takes care of you very much. Let her take care of you."

After Song Hanqing finished speaking, he added another sentence.

But Hua Mo listened, still without any emotion, he just opened his lips lightly, "No need, I live pretty well now."

"Hua Mo!" Song Hanqing's tone was cold and firm, "For divorce, Yunshuiwan is for you, and you can move back to live. I'm just saying this time, if you don't move, you will never even think about getting a divorce."

Hua Mo bit her lips tightly, feeling a little helpless in her heart.

Song Hanqing was controlling her to death. Knowing that she was in a hurry to get a divorce, he threatened her with a divorce.

However, Hua Mo is not a vegetarian either.

"If you want to hold me back from getting a divorce, I can afford it. It depends on whether Miss Qin Er's stomach can hold it! Could it be that Mr. Song really wants everyone in the closed city to know that you Song Hanqing raised you Had a mistress, did the mistress give birth to an illegitimate child?"

Hua Mo grinned with contempt in his eyes.

Song Hanqing's fists hanging on both sides tightened suddenly, and he stared at Hua Mo with extreme indifference, "Hua Mo, how dare you threaten me with this?"

Hua Mo raised his head and smiled at Song Hanqing, "I'm just telling the truth."

"It's impossible for me to live under the same roof with you again, Song Hanqing, you make me sick."

No matter how much she loves Song Hanqing, it's impossible for her to have no self-esteem and accept other women's children for him.

Song Hanqing was silent for half a second, "Yunshuiwan, you move in, I will move out."

"It belongs to you."

Hua Mo did not expect that Song Hanqing would actually give her Yunshuiwan.

Although Yunshuiwan is not as big as the Song family's old house, the location is very good, and it is one of the best prime locations in the closed city. That villa is worth over [-] million yuan, at least.

Seeing that Hua Mo didn't speak, Song Hanqing continued, "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

"Hua Mo, I know what Hua An wants to do, but don't think that if I get close to SR and Zhuge's house, I really have nothing to do with you. You probably don't know it! I know Zhuge Yun very well. .”

When Hua Mo heard this, anger surged in his chest, but helplessness spread in his heart.

indeed.

According to the relationship network of the wealthy family, it is normal for Song Hanqing to have a good relationship with Zhuge Yun, after all, they are in the same circle.

However, she didn't expect that Song Hanqing would know about it just after her brother contacted SR, and judging from his tone, he had known about it for a long time.

Hua Mo took a deep breath, glared at Song Hanqing, and got into the car directly.

The car drove forward, crossed the elevated road, and headed towards Yunshuiwan Villa.

The car stopped quickly, and as soon as the car stopped, Xiaomei hurried over and hugged Hua Mo, "Young Mistress, you are back, where have you been all this time! I miss you so much .”

Hua Mo patted Xiaomei's head comfortingly, took her hand and said warmly, "Okay, why are you acting like a child."

Song Hanqing got out of the car, saw this scene, his black eyes flickered lightly.

"Master." Xiaomei sobbed and turned her head to catch a glimpse of Song Hanqing standing where she was. She was startled for a few times and greeted with a trembling voice.

Song Hanqing really didn't break his promise, he glanced at them, got into the car, and drove away.

Xiaomei looked at it, and quickly looked at Hua Mo and asked, "Young Mistress, this is the Master. Just now the Young Master ordered someone to come over and remove all his belongings. Is he going to separate from you?"

"Yeah." Hua Mo hummed lightly, but didn't say anything.

Xiaomei curled her lips, "It's better for the young master to move away, young mistress, you don't know, the young master is like a madman during this time, scolding people at every turn, the chef in our kitchen has been scolded several times, and the clothes are also picky. "

Xiaomei kept complaining about Song Hanqing, and then paused and sighed, "Oh, I don't know if you can get used to the young master moving away, after all, the four-piece suits in Yunshuiwan are all young mistresses. You heard that the young master has allergies. The young master didn’t take the special fabric that was customized for you.”

"Okay." Hua Mo's eyelashes flickered twice, interrupted Xiaomei, and rolled her lips indifferently, "I think your worries are unnecessary, he is not a child anymore, he should know how to take care of himself, even without us, Someone else will take care of him."

Xiaomei blinked her eyes and looked at Hua Mo, who seemed to have nothing to do with her, and was stunned for a few times.

When mentioning the young master before, the young mistress was always very nervous.

what now
Seeing Xiaomei staring at him, Hua Mo couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?"

Xiaomei quickly shook her head and scratched her head, "No, I just think you have really changed a lot, Young Mistress! Even the way you look at Young Master has changed!"

"Really?" Hua Mo raised her red lips, "People always have to change, don't they?