Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "It's not me..." Mo Xingxing wanted to explain, but he felt that it was boring to argue. No matter who gave the divorce agreement, they are going to divorce anyway. Who made the difference? She lowered her eyes and didn't look at the housekeeper, "Okay, I see."

   The housekeeper was waiting for her to explain, but she didn't expect that she would only come with such a sentence at the end, and she was suddenly a little disappointed. I didn't want to tell Mo Xingxing, "Miss Mo, remember to come down for dinner. I won't disturb you."

"Okay."

   He walked to the door and couldn't help but stop. Turning to look at Mo Xingxing, "Madam, can't you not divorce President Xiao?"

"I……"

"Xiao always really likes you. I watched him grow up, but he just doesn't know how to express his feelings. In fact, he is very good. Last time something happened to my family, I didn't tell Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao. Quietly helped me solve it. He has always been kind to the people around him, as well as you." The housekeeper took a deep breath and said one by one, "Since marrying you, Mr. Xiao has never been outside with other women. You don’t like going out for social events, so Mr. Xiao tried his best to turn off the company’s entertainment and accompany you for dinner at home. You don’t want to have children, Mr. Xiao has never urged you under the pressure of the older generation in the family. I really I don't think there are any men out there who can treat his wife like Mr. Xiao. It's just that his character is not expressive. I don't know if Mr. Xiao has mentioned to you about his childhood. He is a pitiful person, if you know him When I was a kid, I wouldn't think he was moody. He just didn't know how to express himself."

  Mo Xingxing moved his mouth, not knowing what to say. After a long time, she explained in a bitter voice, "I didn't give him the divorce agreement, but he gave it to me. Now it's not whether I want to divorce or not, but he wants to divorce me. It's impossible for me to pester him not to divorce."

   "The divorce agreement that Mr. Xiao gave you?" The housekeeper exclaimed, "Impossible! How could Mr. Xiao divorce you?"

   "Uncle Cai, the specific reason is very complicated, and I don't know how to explain it to you."

  The housekeeper took every word and said firmly, "Although I don't know the reason, how could Mr. Xiao want to divorce you? He likes you so much that he even quarreled with the eldest lady in order to marry you."

   "Xiao Han...he doesn't like me as you think, he married me for other reasons."

   "No! Mr. Xiao married you just because he liked you! I know this best! Madam, come with me, you can see it!"

   The housekeeper led her into the room that Xiao Han usually does not let anyone in.

  Moxing woke up here once and didn't think there was anything worth seeing here, so he asked strangely, "Uncle Cai, why did you bring me here?"

  The housekeeper didn't say a word, he led her to the bookshelf, took out the book blocking the fingerprint reader, turned his head to Mo Xingxing and said, "Madam, put your index finger on it."

what is this?

  Mo Xingxing put his index finger on it, only to hear a click, the bookshelves on both sides were moved away, revealing a room.

   She was stunned, she never thought that there was such a place in the house where she had lived for several years.

   Xiao Han stayed here every day because of this room? What is hidden in this room, he is usually so careful that he doesn't even let anyone come in to clean it?

  Mo Xingxing was full of doubts.

   Butler, "Madam, let's go in and have a look. I also accidentally discovered that there is a room inside."

   He also accidentally saw a photo, so he didn't want to divorce the two. Otherwise, Mr. Xiao is too pitiful!

  Mo Xingxing walked in involuntarily, seeing the photos of the room. Some were stuck to the wall, others seemed to have just been rinsed, and were held in clips, and there were several thick photo albums on the desk.

   She covered her mouth and looked at the photos in the room in disbelief. Without exception, she saw the people in those photos, all of them were her!

  The way she goes to work, the way she talks with people, the way she eats, drinks, chats with friends... all kinds of her.

  Mo Xingxing couldn't describe the feeling in her heart at the moment, she walked to the desk and opened the album with trembling fingers.

When she opened it, she found that it was a diary photo album. In addition to her photo, someone also wrote a few lines with a pen. On May 20th, this stupid woman with no conscience didn't even know that today was 520, and ran away again. went to work. Going to work and going to work, I really don't know how she can feel so insecure as a woman, as if only owning her own career can realize the value. Why didn't she think of being Mrs. Xiao obediently, I would let her be like the Han Xiaoye she dreamed of, and spoil her for heaven?

  Mo Xingxing's fingers trembled fiercely, and he turned a few pages, and found that every page on this page was all about her. Her photos, her life, with a few lines of smooth pen words, recorded the mood of the man who organized the photos.

   These are all made by Xiao Han?

Why?

  Mo Xingxing bit his lower lip, spread out several albums, and found that these albums were numbered. She was looking at number 4, and 1, 2, 3, 5, 6. She took out the album No. 1, suppressed the beating heart that was about to suffocate, and opened the album.

  In the album on the first page, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl is sitting next to the pigeons in London Square, England, with a drawing board erected, smiling and sketching for the person in front of her.

   That girl is her!

   is when she just went abroad from Beijing!

   At that time, Fu Zhiyan had not yet gone abroad, she was studying in Cambridge alone. When I am bored on weekends, I will run out to learn to help people draw and sketch like the heroine of the movie. At that time, she was still young and fantasized about the stories of princes and princesses all day long. She especially liked Audrey Hepburn in "Roman Holiday", and especially hoped that she would also meet such a romantic boy. In addition, she majored in painting in Cambridge, and she was very weak in sketching. At that time, she was competitive and wanted to be the first in everything. How could it be willing to have the same hold back? So I came up with a way to make money by myself, hone my skills, and be romantic and artistic - run to be a wandering artist!

  How could Xiao Han have this photo?

   She turned a few pages, all photos of her at that time. Those who painted, those who fed the pigeons, those who didn’t draw well, those who were laughing and chatting with the people who set up the stall next to me… all kinds… In the end, she finally saw the familiar pen characters, 'Today she is here again , how can I make her see me? If I go to her to help me paint, will she agree? ’

  Mo Xingxing made a buzzing sound in his head, and suddenly turned to the second page as if he had remembered something. Sure enough, he found a young drawing on the next page!