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

"Jingjue? You're here." Shen Jingzhe looked surprised, his hand holding the bowl still suspended in mid-air.

Shen Jingjue regained consciousness and called out softly, "Brother."

"Now that the alarm has come, it's not appropriate for me to stay any longer."

Shen Jingzhe gently put down the bowl and smiled at Tang Qiaoer considerately, "Ms. Tang, remember to eat and take care of yourself. I won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

"no need!"

Tang Qiaoer suddenly grabbed the man's arm, and tried to suppress the sourness in her nose, making herself look normal. "Wait until I finish my porridge, then you can leave."

"But……"

"Boss Shen is here. Master Shen, please stay. I don't think there's anything inappropriate about it."

Tang Qiaoer suddenly looked at Shen Jingjue who was standing there straight, raised her lips and curved her eyes, stinging his eyes with her long-lost beauty, "Boss Shen, you wouldn't think it's inappropriate to meet your own brother, right?"

Shen Jingjue's thin lips moved slightly, "No."

Tang Qiaoer smiled and said, "That's good."

Once upon a time, we were lovers who loved each other passionately and deeply.

At this moment, they are more distant than a divorced couple.

Shen Jing felt his chest swell slightly. He walked up to Tang Qiaoer and handed her a bouquet of lilies with both hands. He spoke in a low voice with an expression that was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry:

"Grandpa asked me to come visit you."

Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyelashes and took the bouquet from his hand.

Unexpectedly, the next second, she threw the flower at Shen Jingjue's feet, her almond eyes wide open:

"go out!"

Shen Jingjue clenched his jaw, "..."

Shen Jingzhe's pupils shrank slightly, and he leaned over to pick up the bouquet when Tang Qiaoer's cold and hard voice rang out above his head:

"Take your flowers and get out of my sight... now!"

Shen Jingjue felt as if he was hit in the chest by an unexpected impact. He lowered his head and stared at the lilies at his feet, his whole body trembling slightly.

The beating heart seemed to be pierced by a tiny needle, and bright red blood flowed out continuously and silently from the barely noticeable hole.

The originally full heart collapsed bit by bit, and no matter how hard he tried to steady his breathing, he couldn't fully prop up the atrium.

"Miss Tang, take care of yourself." Shen Jingzhe saw that Tang Qiaoer's forehead was covered with sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and her brows were slightly tightened, so he advised in a low voice.

"You are the one who said you couldn't love me anymore, and you are the one who said you wanted to break up! Then you should keep your word and disappear from my life completely!"

Tang Qiaoer panted and yelled, her eyes bloodshot, "Why are you still pretending to come here? Do I need your pity? Do I need your sympathy?!

Shen Jingjue... Am I, Tang Qiao'er, a mean person? You abandoned me once two years ago, and now you've abandoned me for the second time... Do you think I'm still willing to see your face? Do you think my life will be a mess without you... Are you here to see how miserable I am, are you here to laugh at me? ! "

Endless pain, sadness, grievances... gushed out like hot magma.

It was so sad, so even if every word was insincere, she still acted so vividly and touched people's hearts!

"Tang Qiaoer..." Shen Jing felt his voice was hoarse and called her name.

But his throat felt like it was pierced by a thousand nails and he could not make a sound.

Initially, he refused his grandfather and was unwilling to come to visit her. But in the end, driven by some obscure emotion in his heart, he changed his mind, ordered flowers and came to see her.

"You should remember that I like roses, right?"

As Tang Qiaoer spoke, tears of grievance could not help but overflow from the corners of her eyes, "You clearly know...I have always loved roses, but you gave me lilies.

Shen Jingjue, I have long been unimportant in your heart... Why do you have to force yourself? This will make you miserable, and I hate it too. If you want to break up, then break up completely. "

She has always been proud, resolute, moving forward and never looking back.

The only time in my life that I was soft-hearted and unswerving was for him.

Shen Jingjue's handsome face gradually turned pale, and the emotions in his starry eyes were dark and complicated.

Shen Jingzhe had a dim look in his eyes. He bent down to pick up the bouquet on the ground, controlled his wheelchair to the coffee table, and put the lilies in the vase one by one.

"It's a pity to throw it away. In fact, it still looks very nice." He turned his back to the two of them, the corners of his lips raised intriguingly.

Seeing Tang Qiaoer close her eyes, Shen Jingjue's voice became hoarse, "Then you should have a good rest."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door in a mechanical manner.

"Shen Jingjue." She called him.

The man paused and didn't look back.

"From now on, we will separate the bridge and the road. We will no longer have any relationship."

Tang Qiaoer clenched her slender fingers, her fingertips almost piercing the sheets, but her voice was cold and decisive, "You don't have to force yourself to come and see me. I won't... want to see you anymore."

……

All the way out of the ward, Shen Jingjue felt that his footsteps were light, as if he was stepping on cotton, without any sense of reality.

His headache became more and more severe, and his vision was blurry and clear at times.

——"We keep our bridges to our bridges and our roads to our roads."

The woman's heartless words kept echoing in his ears, causing his nerves to ache and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Awakening."

A gentle voice came from behind, Shen Jingjue stopped and looked back.

Shen Jingzhe came to him in a wheelchair and smiled slightly:

"I want to talk to you alone."

Shen Jingjue clenched his fingers tightly, trying to hold back the pain, "Okay."

The two brothers came to the rooftop.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, but it was winter after all, and the cold wind still blew in through the collar and cuffs.

Shen Jingjue was born into a military family and had amazing physical fitness, but for some reason, he felt a chill all over his body.

"Hmm... the air in Shengjing is so nice. It feels better to be home." Shen Jingzhe took a deep breath, but he didn't know if he choked on the cold air. He coughed a few times and his face turned a little paler.

"Brother, what do you want to tell me?"

Shen Jingjue stood beside him, his dark eyes looking into the distance, "It's too windy here. You're not in good health, so you should take care of yourself."

Shen Jingzhe covered his chest and said, "Jingjue, do you still care about your brother?"

"of course."

Shen Jingjue paused, and said solemnly, "Back then, you sacrificed yourself to help me escape, and that's why I was saved. I will never forget this kindness."

Shen Jingzhe frowned and laughed, "There's only gratitude, but no brotherhood?"

The man pursed his lips and said, "When I was a kid, my eldest brother treated me the best, except for my grandfather."

"I'm not blackmailing you morally. I just hope that my sudden return this time won't cause you any trouble, and that the relationship between us brothers can remain the same as before."

Shen Jingzhe breathed lightly, and said sincerely, "Although we are not brothers from the same mother, you are still my brother, and I have never intended to do anything bad to you."

Shen Jingjue's expression was cold and indifferent. "Brother, since we are brothers, just say what you want to say. No need to beat around the bush with me."

A cold, bone-chilling wind whistled past.

"I was shocked to find that the story between you and Miss Tang has come to an end. It's such a pity."

Shen Jingzhe raised his innocent face, looked at him, and said word by word, "If I want to have a start with her, would you mind?"