After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The sky is getting brighter, the sun is rising, and the golden light spreads through the mist, filling the entire villa.

The chirping of birds outside the window is clear and sweet, and the air is filled with the freshness of morning dew.

Fu Shuruan forced himself to open his sleepy eyes, raised his hand to pinch his sore neck, yawned violently, and slowly got up from the bed and turned off the alarm clock that was specially set for 7:40 last night.

After simply washing up and getting dressed, Fu Shuruan opened the curtains to let the sunlight in. She closed her eyes and stretched lazily, when the mobile phone on the table vibrated with a 'buzz'.

Picking up the phone and answering the call, a young man's gentle and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ruan Ruan, I have arrived at the entrance of the villa you mentioned, have you gotten up?"

Fu Shuruan rubbed his eyes and said in a sleepy voice: "Well, I'm up. Monitor, please wait for me for a moment. I'll be down soon."

"It's still early to gather. There's no rush. Just take your time."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Shuruan picked up his bag and walked out of the room, looked at the closed door opposite, and headed towards the elevator entrance without stopping for a moment without looking back.

A series of bad things happened at the racecourse, and her mind was very confused now. She felt that she was not completely ready to accept Micahawa's feelings.

Taking advantage of someone in the class group last night who proposed a three-day and two-night excursion to the ancient town, she simply signed up, planning to avoid Xiangchuan for a few days and think about it carefully before making a decision.

Arrive at the entrance of the lobby on the first floor of the Villa Hotel.

She thought she was awake and dazzled, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of her, and her face was obviously stunned for a second.

"Good morning, Ruan Ruan."

Xiangchuan leaned against the wall, biting an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his eyelids lazily raised, his expression idle, and a brown windbreaker was held loosely in his hand.

"Why, why did you get up so early?"

Fu Shuruan asked him in surprise as he saw a ghost on his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his lips and smiled, saying in a teasing tone: "I was afraid that you would escape, so I got up early to wait for you here."

When Fu Shuruan heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she secretly wondered if this man's IQ was on the line and he noticed something, so he caught her here in advance?

Xiangchuan took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, his eyes fell on her slightly panicked face, and the smile on his lips became deeper: "Is that little broken car at the entrance of the villa here to pick you up?"

All contact information was blocked by her, and Xiangchuan barely slept a wink all night, racking his brains and thinking about how to coax people.

She couldn't sleep anyway, so she simply got up and went downstairs to experience the natural oxygen bar in the suburbs. By the way, she asked the restaurant chef to prepare her favorite food.

While wandering around, among the many luxury cars in the parking lot, an old Jetta that was falling apart was suddenly parked. Although it was dilapidated, it was particularly eye-catching.

When he got closer, he saw the other person's face clearly.

Isn't that the monitor who went to Snow University to find Fu Shuruan last time and went to the concert with her?

What a good relationship, why would you get up early to avoid the morning rush hour and drive to this suburb alone to pick her up?

Fu Shuruan pursed his lips and explained quietly: "The class organized a short trip temporarily. I have a flight at nine o'clock. I asked the class monitor to pick me up."

"I can take you to the airport, why bother others?"

Xiang Chuan stopped smoking and looked at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes as deep as ink.

Her current cold attitude frustrated him.

The fact that he liked her was not just a moment of enthusiasm. He carefully confirmed it with himself many times before he dared to pursue her in front of Fu Lingheng.

"Compared with the women you have flirted with, how can the squad leader be considered an outsider?"

Fu Shuruan's tone was calm, and he raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight coming directly in front of him. He continued speaking extremely slowly: "Brother Xiangchuan, I don't deny that I like you a little, but how many celebrities like Su are there in the socialite circle?" Jiao Jiao fell in love with you after having a glass of wine with you and saying just one sentence. In the future, who knows if there will be someone who will be jealous to the point of going crazy over you again?"

"I'll tell you the truth, I'm just concerned about this issue and have been hesitating whether to date you or not. So please give me a few days to think about it quietly, okay?"

She lowered her eyelids slightly, suppressing the complex flow of light under her eyes.

Hearing this, Xiangchuan understood what she meant and knew what she meant.

An imperceptible ripple clearly passed through his deep eyes. He took a puff of cigarette and exhaled thick white smoke. His voice was still gentle: "Okay, I'll give you enough time to think about it carefully."

After saying this, Xiangchuan returned to his usual cynical posture, snuffed out the cigarette butts on his fingertips, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away.

Looking at Xiang Chuan's leaving figure, Fu Shuruan was stunned for a long time, feeling even more depressed.

Outside the parking lot, a young man wearing a white sweater stood next to the dilapidated Jetta. When he saw Fu Shuruan coming out, he opened the passenger door and asked her to get in.

"It's so early, you probably haven't had breakfast yet. I bought it for you on the way here. Eat something to cushion you first."

A portion of hot soy milk and meat buns were handed over. Fu Shuruan reached out to take them and politely thanked him: "Monitor, how many people are there on this trip?"

She lied to Xiang Chuan about taking a flight, but in fact the destination was only more than an hour's drive from the city, so it was very close.

"Not many. Excluding those who haven't finished some papers, there are only a dozen people."

The squad leader started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot. As soon as the car left the villa and turned onto the main road, the flamboyant red Maserati behind it hit the accelerator and followed leisurely.

The man in the driver's seat wore sunglasses and looked at the broken car in front of him. He sneered coldly: "My little ancestor is really used to riding in luxury cars. Occasionally, he wants to experience the shabby seats that bump his butt."

She wanted to trick him into taking a nine o'clock flight to the airport, but no one in his little brain could have guessed it. Long before she went downstairs, he caught her squad leader and inquired about everything.

At the beginning, Fu Shuruan enthusiastically discussed with the squad leader what activities were available in the ancient town.

Suddenly, on this deserted suburban avenue, several provocative horn blasts sounded from behind.

Then, Maserati with its smooth body lines comes into view.

The car window was half lowered, revealing the handsome face of a man. Under his sunglasses, the corners of his lips were half hooked, and he whistled at her with an extremely arrogant tone: "Beauty, I'm going to the ancient town too, do you want a ride?"

Fu Shuruan's right hand holding the soy milk froze, and he turned his head and glared at him angrily, and couldn't help shouting at him: "Xiang Chuan! You are childish! Don't be shameless anymore!"

He promised to give her time to think about it, but he followed her like a follower in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Xiangchuan's smile became more and more evil, as if there was no such thing as 'face' in his dictionary, "How much is face worth? I will be rich only if I catch you!"

After saying that, he honked the horn twice and deliberately increased the accelerator to overtake as a demonstration.

This provoked Fu Shuruan to gouge out the Maserati's butt and complain: "Slut!"

In the car, the squad leader was driving at a steady speed. Looking at Xiang Chuan's behavior, he laughed awkwardly: "Ruan Ruan, what about... there is a service station on the highway ahead. Do you want to take your boyfriend's car?"

"do not want!"

Fu Shuruan blurted out her refusal, drank the soy milk in the paper cup in one breath, and answered so quickly that she didn't even notice that she had unconsciously acquiesced that Xiang Chuan was her boyfriend.

The squad leader pursed his lips and smiled, and advised her: "Actually, it's normal for boyfriends and girlfriends to sometimes quarrel and get awkward. My girlfriend and I occasionally quarrel, but as long as we make it clear, it'll be fine."

"It seems like your boyfriend is very considerate to you. He met me in the morning and asked me where the ancient town we went to was, whether it was far away, and whether the accommodation conditions were good. He was worried that you wouldn't be used to sleeping in the bed."

"What? He knows the address of the ancient town we are going to?"

Fu Shuruan's sleepy boy completely ran away, and he and she were chatting with him at the door of the hotel lobby. If he didn't expose it, he would be making plans in his mind, right?

It’s really annoying, why do old men have so many evil thoughts?

How had she ever played with him?

Her smile was uglier than her tears, and she said what she was dreaming about: "Squad leader, is it still too late for us to temporarily change the place now?"

Monitor: "It's probably too late. Didn't you read the group messages? Your boyfriend spent money to upgrade the accommodation conditions of all his classmates, and everyone is still thanking you in the group."

Fu Shuruan clicked on the class group chat, and all he could see were rainbow farts that looked like hugging her thighs and her boyfriend was so handsome.

Her back molars grinded loudly, and she felt that she was obviously very angry with him, but she couldn't stop him. She tugged her lips lightly and showed a perfunctory fake smile: "I really thank him."