Marrying an ex-wife's nemesis

After welcoming the guests, the banquet just began, and everyone began to take their seats.

Jing Xi chatted happily with Dou Huan, so she followed her to find a table and sat down.

After a while Zhong Yunxin and Zhao Yu also came towards them, and by the way called Jing Yu to this table.

After congratulating Zhao Yu on his happy birthday, everyone began to eat.

Jing Xi's phone rang at this moment.

When she saw that it was Jing Yan, she immediately picked it up.

"I met a friend here. I've sat down. Where are you?"

Not knowing what was said there, Jing Xi stood up, and when she got up, she accidentally knocked down the drink cup on the table.

Dou Huan couldn't dodge in time, and was poured all over by the soy milk.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jing Xi apologized, while pulling out a tissue and handing it to Dou Huan, she said a little annoyedly, "Oh, I poured soy milk on someone, so I won't tell you."

Dou Huan wiped it with a paper towel while smiling: "It's okay, it's okay."

"It's all wet like this." Jing Xi was a little worried, looked at Jing Yu, bit her lip, "Sister Yu, can you change a skirt for Sister Huan?"

There was a cautious temptation in her words.

Jing Yu was called on suddenly, and he glanced at Jing Xi, who shrank his head.

Zhao Yu came out to smooth things over, "Jing Yu, take Huanhuan upstairs to change into a skirt."

"No need," Zhong Yunxin said with a smile, "I'll be back in a while, don't bother me."

"No trouble," Zhao Yu smiled, "It will be a quick change to another skirt."

Due to Zhao Yu's face, Jing Yu's tone softened: "Miss Dou, come with me."

Dou Huan also ignored Zhao Yu's kindness and followed Jing Yu upstairs.

Originally thought that Jing Yu's room decoration would be in that cold tone, but the fact is not as Dou Huan imagined.

Instead, the decor is in warm tones.

It looks very warm, not at all like Jing Yu's cold personality.

"Come here and pick one."

Jing Yu took her to the cloakroom, opened the closet, and asked her to choose a skirt.

Although she also has a cloakroom, it is still smaller than Jing Yu's.

Jing Yu's skirts come in many styles, and many of them haven't even torn off the labels, as if the shopping mall has been brought directly to the home.

She was a few centimeters shorter than Jing Yu, and she couldn't wear Jing Yu's long skirt.

I simply picked a shorter skirt, which didn't fit well after I put it on, but it was better than wearing a long skirt.

The zipper of the skirt was pulled from the back, and Dou Huan got stuck half way through it, and couldn't pull it up no matter what.

She had no choice but to come out and ask for help: "Sister Jing, help me pull it."

After she finished speaking, she carried her back and pulled her hair to the front, revealing her snow-white neck and back.

Jing Yu: "..."

It's easy to order her.

Before Jing Yu could make a move, Dou Huan called out again: "Sister Jing?"

Jing Yu had no choice but to raise her hand to help her close the zipper. When her cool fingertips swept across her warm back, the touch was smooth and delicate. She saw a thin layer of goose bumps on Dou Huan's arms.

They are all married people, and their bodies are still so sensitive.

When I went out, I saw a girl who looked exactly like Jing Xi, but she was dressed differently and had a cooler demeanor.

"Sister Yu, Auntie said she left her cell phone in the room, so I'll come up and get it for her."

Jing Yu nodded, "Well, let's go."

Dou Huan watched her leave in a daze, and pulled Jing Yu's arm: "Um... is it my eyesight? She looks exactly like Jing Xi."

Jing Yu glanced at her hand, seeing that she had no intention of letting go, flicked the back of her hand, "Of course the twins are exactly the same."

"Oh, twins?"

Dou Huan followed Jing Yu, "I'll just say it, but the one just now looked a bit colder, a bit like you."

Jing Yu glanced at her, and his tone was light, with some sarcasm: "I'm not as enthusiastic as Miss Dou, either throwing myself on people or pulling their arms."

Dou Huan found it funny: "I said, why are you so stingy? If you pull your arm, can you lose a piece of meat? If you think I took advantage of you, you can pull it back? Anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat, who? Who are you afraid of!"

Jing Yu stopped and looked at her, expressionless.

She is moody, and Dou Huan is very nervous, so she can't tell if she is angry or not.

Instead, she raised her head indifferently, raised her eyebrows, and looked provocative.

The next second, Jing Yu grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

Dou Huan was taken aback by her unprepared action. Seeing her staring at herself deeply, she suddenly felt a little guilty, "You, what are you doing? I, I have mentioned the fragrance of wild flowers, but, you wild flower, I don't interested."

Jing Yu looked at her condescendingly, taking her flustered look into his eyes, and suddenly felt that teasing her was a bit amusing.

She lowered her head slightly, and saw that Dou Huan's eyes were wide open, like a caught kitten, the fur all over his body was about to burst.

When Dou Huan was about to run away, Jing Yu said, "You want to pick me? You have a good idea."

As she spoke, she let go of Dou Huan, and heard Dou Huan shouting behind her: "Who wants to pick you! You think beautifully!"

The little cat went crazy.

Jing Yu was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly twitch.

***

After leaving Jing's house, Dou Huan received a call from Qi Yue and asked her to go shopping.

Dou Huan glanced at Jing Yu's skirt, thinking that it was time to buy one to change into, so she agreed.

After driving Zhong Yunxin back home, Dou Huan went to the appointed shopping mall.

"Happy!!!"

"Yueyue!!!"

As soon as they met, the two jumped for joy, just like children, happily hugging each other and walking towards the mall holding hands.

"You are married now," Qi Yue said with a smile, "Will I be regarded as a mistress if I hold you like this?"

"No."

The two walked into a clothing store. Dou Huan took a dress and looked at it and said, "I'm getting ready for a divorce."

"What? You, say, what, what?"

Qi Yue put her hands next to her ears exaggeratedly, "My ears may be blind. I didn't hear what you just said."

Dou Huan was amused by her, "I'm serious."

"I don't believe it," Qi Yue shook her head, "You must be joking with me, but today is not April Fool's Day."

"I used to like Chu Li very much, but now I don't like it anymore."

Dou Huan picked out a short skirt and went to the fitting room to change it.

"Is marriage really the tomb of love?"

Qi Yue followed her to the door of the fitting room and guarded, "You've only been married for two months, so you're buried too fast. Huanhuan, did she do something to offend you?"

Hearing this sentence, Dou Huan stopped changing clothes, let out a breath, and pulled out her hair.

"Well, she cheated."

"Fuck! I knew it!"

Qi Yue suddenly became emotional, "I told you before that she has a face that would cheat, you don't believe it, but now it's all over, and it's revealed after only two months of marriage. I support your divorce, this kind of scumbag, Good morning, leave early."

Dou Huan came out and handed the changed clothes to Qi Yue, "Get it for me."

She looked in the mirror, the short skirt was tucked in at the waist, which made her waist look slim and her legs were long, and the style was not bad, she liked it very much.

"I've chosen."

"Then yours," Qi Yue saw that the tag hadn't been removed, "you don't want the new one?"

"This is not mine." Dou Huan said.

"Whose is that?"

Qi Yue turned over the tag and looked at the five digits, thinking that whoever is as rich as Dou Huan will give away the new skirt.

"Jing Yu's."

Dou Huan took the wallet and went to the front desk to check out.

"Jing Yu?"

Qi Yue was even more surprised, "Why are you wearing Jing Yu's skirt, you and her...don't you hate her? Damn! You are not cheating on Chu Li for revenge...you, you...the enemy has become Lover, isn't it too exciting?"

Dou Huan listened to her yelling, and after paying the money, she glanced at her lightly, "I'll give you a key word, you can make up a story, why don't you just quit the business, quit your job and write a novel."

"Okay," Qi Yue rubbed her hands, "I'll write a fanfic about you later."

Dou Huan couldn't laugh or cry, and told her what happened at Jing Yu's house.

After Qi Yue finished listening, she was very good at focusing on the key points.

"Oh my God, don't you think Jing Yu is that kind of domineering president? The handshake is so exciting. If I was pulled by her like this, my little heart would definitely jump out. That's the feeling of heartbeat."

A heartbeat.

Dou Huan withdrew the hand that was held by her, recalling the scene at that time, her heart was indeed beating fast, but it was probably because of Jing Yu's fright.

"A woman like Jing Yu, don't you find it boring?"

Thinking of Jing Yu's cold face, Dou Huan couldn't help but say with disgust, "Apart from her good looks, what's so attractive about her? She has a straight face all day long, like an iceberg, and if she stays with her for a second longer, she will be punished." Is it okay to freeze to death?"

"You have a prejudice against Jing Yu, of course you can't see her well."

Qi Yue held her face in her hands, "But in my eyes, she is a perfect goddess, the kind that can shine. Just looking at her charming figure from a distance can make people feel happy."

Dou Huan: "..."

How could she have such a nympho friend?

"I have a prejudice against Jing Yu, but that was in the past, and it is gone now."

Dou Huan thought for a while, "Actually, I think Jing Yu is quite a good person, anyway, he's not as annoying as I thought before."

"Then hurry up and leave Chu Li, and go after Jing Yu."

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Dou Huan almost jumped up.

Qi Yue looked at her with starry eyes, obviously intoxicated by her own fantasy.

"Don't think about it!"

Dou Huan took Qi Yue's arm, patted her face and announced: "I, Dou Huan, just can't find a woman! I won't chase Jing Yu either!"