Suffering from morning sickness after divorce, CEO’s ex-husband chases her crazy

Just let it be thick-skinned.

If he wants face or a wife, he has a scale in his heart and can weigh the importance.

If you want to chase, chase hard, and never give up because of a little difficulty. Giving up is not his style.

Lu Jiamu took Xu Zhiyang into the private room according to the address given by his assistant.

Huo Ting shamelessly followed in and sat on Xu Zhiyang's side.

The waiter brought three menus and several people started ordering.

Lu Jiamu: "Have some sweet and sour pork ribs."

Huo Ting said with a deep smile, "Yangyang doesn't like sweets, but likes seafood. Let's have some smoked fish from the sea market."

Lu Jiamu: "Smoked fish is too greasy. Let's get some pickled fish."

Huo Tingshen: "If you sit in the office and eat less pickled products, it's better to eat fresh vegetables. Let's have a pair of oil-fried Shanghai greens."

Xu Zhiyang held the menu in her hand, and it was almost not her turn to speak. The two men with convulsions had already ordered more than a dozen dishes.

The waiter kindly reminded me,

"Two gentlemen, if there are only three of us dining, what we have ordered now is enough. Do you think we need to order more?"

Huo Ting glanced at Lu Jiamu with deep eyes and laughed, looking like he was not short of money.

"Mr. Lu finally treated you to a treat, so you must eat well and get a portion of all your signature dishes."

Lu Jiamu quickly closed the menu and looked up at him, knowing that this bastard was coming to eat at a big restaurant.He sneered and said to the waiter,

"Just do what he said and treat me to a meal. I'm not the kind of stingy person who takes my wife's jewelry to auction!"

Xu Zhiyang watched these two childish ghosts fighting for a long time and finally spoke,

"Hello, I'd like to order some fried rice."

The waiter smiled and nodded, put away the ordering tools and went out.

Xu Zhiyang was bored playing with his mobile phone, but actually felt that the atmosphere was a bit Shura.She sat between the two men, listening to them exchanging blows and yin and yang with each other, unable to interrupt at all, and she had no desire to speak.

She opened WeChat and clicked on Moments, sliding her finger down to the messages from several days ago.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the WeChat Moments posted by the customer she had added before. She clicked on the picture and saw a brand new Bugatti, her favorite car.

Look at that customer's avatar changed from pure black a few days ago to pure white.

She didn't pay too much attention and slid her fingers to read the content behind it.

While waiting for the meal, Huo Ting leaned deeply on his chair and put one hand naturally on the back of Xu Zhiyang's chair. In Lu Jiamu's eyes, this small gesture was a declaration of sovereignty.

Lu Jiamu: "Yangyang, would you like to change places with me? Your place is the air-conditioning outlet, so it's easy to catch a cold."

"it is good."

Xu Zhiyang understands the rivalry between the two men, she just doesn't want to be next to Huo tingshen.

She stood up and changed places with Lu Jiamu. Now Lu Jiamu sat in the middle, feeling proud in her heart.As long as she didn't let this bitch tell her that she was next to him, she could bear it even if she didn't want to.

Huo Ting was so angry that his teeth itched when he heard the word "yangyang" coming out of Lu Jiamu's mouth so smoothly.Not long ago, she solemnly emphasized in the office that she would not let him call her "Yangyang". She said she was Xu Yan.

Lu Jiamu said these two words confidently, and she didn't react at all.

Dare to love is a double standard, treated differently?

Huo Ting looked deeply at the change of people beside him, and took back his right arm and put it on the table in disgust.

The waiters began to serve the dishes one after another.

Huo Tingshen picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of smoked fish and put it on Xu Zhiyang's plate.

"Yangyang, eating more fish is good for your eyes."

Lu Jiamu put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into Xu Zhiyang's bowl.

"Yangyang, you feel good after eating something sweet. There is no need to ruin your mood because of some bad people in your life."

Huo Tingshen picked up another piece of green vegetables with chopsticks.

"Yangyang, you should eat more fresh vegetables and supplement dietary fiber, which is good for your health."

Within a few minutes, a mountain of plates had piled up in front of Xu Zhiyang. She suddenly lost her appetite as she watched the two men fighting openly and secretly in front of her.

After an hour of eating, Xu Zhiyang only ate two pan-fried buns, and spent the rest of the time just watching the two of them yin and yang with each other.

This Shura field is finally over.

Lu Jiamu called the waiter to pay the bill.

Huo Ting looked deeply into his eyes and asked cautiously,

"Yangyang, can you come with me? I have something for you. It's in the car."

Xu Zhiyang said lightly,

"No reward for useless work? Mr. Huo should keep it for his wife. It's not appropriate to give it to me."

Huo Ting was speechless. In front of Lu Jiamu and the waiter, he couldn't continue to pester him, so he had to give up temporarily.

After leaving the hotel, the three of them walked down a street and returned to the downstairs of Yanran's studio.

Xu Zhiyang stopped and said,

"You two go about your own business, I'm going back to work."

Huo tingshen's car was parked nearby. He glanced at the parking lot and asked again,

"Don't you really come over here? I have something I want to give you. I have been preparing it for more than four years and have kept it locked in my safe for four years."

Xu Zhiyang curled his lower lip, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"There is no need to give me the things from four years ago. Mr. Huo can keep them for himself."

After saying that, she turned around and entered the office building, leaving the two men outside to bask in the sun.

Xu Zhiyang returned to the office and called Jian Yue.

"Let's share these flowers with everyone."

Jian Yue asked with an expression of eating melon,

"Sister Yan, which flower should I share with everyone? Do you like neither of these two bouquets of flowers?"

Xu Zhiyang rubbed his eyebrows.

"Take them all out."

Jian Yue said, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and moving outside.

The office became quiet, and Xu Zhiyang's phone dinged when she received a message. She opened WeChat and it was a message from a client. When she was about to log out of WeChat, she saw that the client she had added a few days ago had changed her personalized signature, 'I The world is black and white. '

She collected her emotions, turned off her phone and lost herself in work.

Downstairs, the two men haven't left yet.

By some strange fate, their cars parked in adjacent parking spaces.

The two of them each got into their own cars, with the windows open and no one started the car in a tacit understanding.

Huo Ting held a cigarette between his fingertips and rested his elbow on the car window.

"Mr. Lu has enough free time. He even goes out to treat other people's wives to dinner on a working day without worrying about being unable to digest it."

Lu Jiamu didn't have the habit of smoking. He opened the chewing gum in the car and quickly threw two pieces into his mouth. He smiled a little carelessly.

"Mr. Huo is a bit out of his position when he says this. You are just an ex-husband now. Do you know what an ex-husband is? You two are over. There is no market for a three-married man like you anymore. I suggest you meet a woman. Just accept it if it's good, don't worry about the impossible all day long."

Huo Ting took a deep breath of cigarette and blew out a circle of smoke.

"Having been chosen at least proves that I am the one she likes. This is an innate advantage. You have not been in tune with her aesthetics since you were born. Don't do those useless things. If you have time, you might as well think about how to do it. Make your company bigger.”

Lu Jiamu chuckled,

"What age are you in? You still only care about your face. Are you an actor?"

After saying a few words, he stepped on the accelerator and left gracefully.

Huo tingshen lit another cigarette downstairs, but the things he wanted to send were not sent out. He sat in the car until the afternoon.

Forget it, come back next Monday.