The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Tang Qiaoer stared at him blankly, her cold and stern face like a mountain covered with silver snow.

She was clearly standing in front of him, yet it seemed as if there was the furthest distance in the world between them.

He knew that she loved him, but he erected an insurmountable barrier of ice in front of her, blocking her from expressing her passionate, surging love for him.

I was shocked to find myself back in time to three years ago, even worse than before.

Maybe he was expressing his concern for her, but he could no longer be as gentle and considerate as before, coaxing her with every word and thinking about her.

In an instant, the overwhelming feeling of loss soaked her completely, making her embarrassed and sober.

"I have stomach problems. I've always had them. You know that."

Tang Qiaoer met the man's dark eyes and smiled with relief, "Don't worry, from today on, I will take good care of myself.

But I think this is the last time that I, Tang Qiaoer, will be sad for you. I will never do such a stupid thing again. "

the last time……

Her voice, slightly choked with sobs, entered his cochlea, but made his heart tremble deeply.

"That's good." Shen Jing felt his throat tighten and his chest inexplicably felt empty.

Just like one before, his organs were removed from his body and then filled with sharp stones, which made it hard for him to breathe. He had no way to vent these strange emotions and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"There are still some of your things in my villa. When you have time, go back to Auntie Wu and take all the things away." Tang Qiaoer lowered her voice, afraid to reveal her deep sadness and reluctance.

These days, she didn't dare to go back home, for fear of being reminded of the past by seeing the things there.

The whole house was filled with traces of their lovemaking and pleasure. All the daily necessities were bought by them together at the supermarket, little by little, in pairs.

Now, they are torn apart.

How could she see it, how could she face it? She had no choice but to escape as much as possible.

Shen Jingjue's voice was cold and cold, "No need, throw it away."

He was not a wasteful person, and even if he didn't want to go, he could ask Wu Ma to pack it and let Han Xian take it for him.

It seemed that he was also avoiding something in the dark, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

Tang Qiaoer's eyes were moist and hot. She suppressed the pain in her heart and looked into his dark eyes.

"I have accepted the reality that you no longer love me. From now on, it is enough for you to be healthy and live a good life."

Shen Jingjue's eyelashes trembled slightly, but his face remained expressionless, "You too."

"I'm tired, I need to rest."

Tang Qiaoer's moist eyes once again depicted the man's deep and cold brows. Then, she slowly retracted her slender and thin body into the quilt, turned her back to him, and curled up into a pitiful, pale pupae.

"I won't send you off."

Her throat felt like it was on fire, and her voice was burned painfully and bitterly by the sourness that surged up from her chest.

Shen Jingjue opened his thin lips slightly, and his pale lips moved. He wanted to say something, but in the end he was speechless.

Just as he took a step and prepared to leave, Tang Qiaoer's voice sounded softly behind him:

"Awakening."

Shen Jingjue suddenly stopped and his broad back stiffened.

"goodbye……"

The cry was gentle, soft and fragile, yet fleeting.

The man's breathing was heavy, the veins on his clenched fists were visible, and he strode out of the ward.

……

Coming out of the VIP inpatient department, Han Xian followed Shen Jingjue closely.

His eyes were deep, blank and empty, and his feet felt like they were filled with lead as he walked forward clumsily with each step.

"Mr. Shen, Young Madam...is she okay?" Han Xian was worried about her and couldn't help but ask with concern.

But Shen Jingjue was just walking forward and ignored his words.

Han Xian was upset and unwilling, but he knew that no one could interfere in emotional matters.

Mr. Shen’s brain is out of control again, as if he popped out from a crack in a rock.

This is a physiological defect. How can you make a stubborn stone nod with just a sincere heart?

This time, the difficulty of the young lady's pursuit of her husband is hellish.

Shen Jingjue walked forward in a daze. What appeared before his eyes was the soft and pitiful figure lying on the hospital bed. What echoed in his ears was the woman's farewell after being extremely disappointed and feeling as if she had lost all hope:

"Awakening, goodbye..."

His hollow heart trembled violently, and then his whole body fell forward weightlessly.

"Boss Shen, be careful!"

Han Xian was horrified and reached out to grab the man, but it was too late.

Shen Jingjue, who was distracted, stepped on empty air!

He fell heavily three steps down, hitting his left shoulder which had just healed from a gunshot wound. He groaned in pain, and his suit was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

*

Two days passed in a flash and it was Tang Yue's birthday.

Last night, Shengjing had its first snow since the beginning of winter. Today, a thin layer of light white covered the branches outside the window, like newly blooming pear blossoms, which was romantic and particularly beautiful.

"Doctor Liu, the white roses you ordered have arrived."

Liu Suifeng was concentrating on studying Shen Jingjue's medical records and films. When he saw the young nurse standing in front of him with a large bouquet of white roses, he came to his senses and realized that it was time to get off work.

"Thank you. Just put it on the coffee table."

He curved his delicate fox eyes, smiled brightly and cheerfully, and his fair face was far more beautiful than the charming snow scene outside the window.

"Doctor Liu, the roses you bought are so beautiful. Who are you going to give them to?" The young nurse looked at Liu Suifeng with a blushing face, unable to help but curious.

Liu Suifeng stretched lazily, his clear eyes reflected a bright light, and his elegant face flushed with happiness:

"My love, it's his birthday today."

The young nurse was very excited about this couple, "Is it, is it the eldest young master of the Tang family?!"

"Besides him, who else?" Liu Suifeng smiled sweetly, without hiding anything, and was frank and generous.

His man, the most handsome man in the world, his sweetheart, his treasure. He wanted to hang him on his belt and show him off wherever he went.

Low key?

He finally found the love of his life, his ideal husband, so he couldn't be low-key at all.

"Wow...! How romantic!"

The young nurse held her round face in her hands, bubbling with excitement, "Doctor Liu, you and Young Master Tang must continue to be happy forever!"

Liu Suifeng opened the drawer and took out the birthday gift that he had prepared long ago, a famous watch engraved with their initials. His fingertips gently brushed across the beautifully packaged box, his eyes filled with tenderness:

"Thank you, we certainly will."

……

Liu Suifeng carried the gift, held the rose in his arms, hurried to the underground parking lot, and walked towards the sports car.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of an engine resounded in the cold air!

Then a strong incandescent light hit him, blinding him and he subconsciously raised his arms to block it.

In the blink of an eye, the black car, like a ghost in the dark night, drove towards him quickly and madly!

Liu Suifeng was frightened and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The white rose in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the bright petals scattered everywhere.

Stab it--!

There was an ear-piercing sound of sudden brakes, and the car suddenly stopped only one meter away from him.

Liu Suifeng's chest was heaving violently. He had just recovered from the shock, and cold sweat was oozing out of his forehead. He slowly opened his eyes...

The door of the black car in front of me opened.

A man dressed in black, with a tough and sharp facial features and an air of willfulness, walked down and walked towards him step by step with a strong sense of oppression.

"You...you are..." Liu Suifeng looked at him carefully and felt that he looked familiar.

The man stepped on the petals of the white roses, paused, and leaned over to pick up the greeting card that had fallen out of the bouquet.

He lowered his eyes coldly, staring at the clear and beautiful words on it:

[Although there are thousands of good things in the world, you are the most precious

I will love you forever like the eternal light

——Ayue, happy birthday】

"Tsk. Ridiculous, and even more pathetic." The man laughed teasingly, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"give me back!"

Liu Suifeng was filled with anger, her fair cheeks flushed red, and she reached out to grab it, but the man easily dodged it.

"Tang Yue, is he that good? Do you love him that much?"

"What's it to you? Who are you?!" Liu Suifeng gritted his teeth angrily.

The man smiled, "Country B, we have met once before."

Liu Suifeng was startled, and finally remembered, with alarm bells ringing in his heart:

"Who are you? Did you follow me to Shengjing?!"

"You want to know who I am? It's very simple. Follow me and I will tell you."

The man looked deeply at this beautiful and familiar face and added, "Don't worry, I swear, I will never hurt you."

"No, my man's birthday is tonight and I have to accompany him. It's useless for anyone to come to me."

After saying that, Liu Suifeng bent down to pick up the rose, carefully blew away the dust on the petals, and turned to leave.

"I know everything about Tang Yue. And you will never understand what I know."

The man tilted his head, the corners of his lips raised wickedly, "Doctor Liu, aren't you curious at all?"