After the divorce, she disappeared overnight

"Beibei~" Luo Yao stepped forward and took Gu Bei's arm, calling out in a tender voice.

"So you're here for this party. Did you know this a long time ago?" His dark eyes seemed to have forgotten about her, but in fact, they concealed a hint of imperceptible doting.

Luo Yao bit her lip and said softly, "No way, I just saw it when I came in..."

"Brother~ Can't you see me?" Mo Sijue strode over, his big hands naturally wrapping around Luo Yao's slender waist.

"Hey... don't shout so disgustingly, I'm going to vomit." Gu Bei frowned slightly, looking disgusted.

With a "puchi" sound, Luo Yao laughed.

"Yaoyao, let's go over there and ignore him." Mo Sijue pulled her into his arms and said gently.

"Be gentle and don't drop her, otherwise you will be in trouble." Gu Bei glared at him.

"Bei, do you think I'm willing to do that?" Mo Sijue didn't forget to tease him.

"Be careful and don't be so impatient." Gu Bei said and walked away, indicating that he didn't want to stay with him.

"Brother, why do you two always quarrel whenever you meet?" Luo Yao raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Mo Sijue shrugged and said helplessly: "I don't know, just get used to it."

"Oh... I'm hungry, I want to eat that." She pointed to the pastries on the table.

"You little greedy cat, you never forget to eat wherever you go. Find a place to sit, and I'll get it for you." Mo Sijue reached out and touched the top of her head lovingly.

Luo Yao smiled and nodded.

She found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, quietly watching the people walking around at the banquet.

Suddenly a hoarse and suppressed voice sounded: "Yaoyao."

He stood there with his lips tightly pursed and his hands clenched into fists, as if trying hard to suppress the impulse in his heart.

Luo Yao was startled when she heard the familiar voice.

I squeezed my palms tightly and forced myself to stay calm.

But her body was still trembling slightly, and she felt a dense pain in her chest. She had thought about the scene of their meeting countless times, and she thought she could do it.

Now it seems that I was too strong.

"Something?" She said in a cold voice without looking at him.

Seeing that she was unmoved, my heart ached. "Yaoyao, can we talk?"

"Haha, what do Mr. Huo and I have to talk about?"

"I..." The man opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Just then, Mo Sijue came back.

Wenrou said, "Dear, the cake is here."

"Thank you~" Luo Yao took it, picked up the spoon, scooped a small bite and put it in her mouth.

"It's delicious." He said with satisfaction.

"Who is this gentleman?" Mo Sijue stood beside Luo Yao and looked at him with scrutiny.

"I am Yaoyao's husband, Huo Chenqi."

Mo Sijue's eyes moved, and his words were full of meaning. "Yaoyao, he said he is your husband."

Luo Yao glared at him and said, "Correction, it's my ex-husband."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out to be my ex-husband. Hello, I'm Yaoyao's fiancé." Mo Sijue stretched out his hand to greet him.

Huo Chenqi's gaze stayed on Luo Yao for a moment, and seeing that she had no expression, he reached out and shook her hand.

"Huo Chenqi, right? Sit down and join us?"

"No, I have something else to do. Let's meet next time." But he did not walk away, his eyes were still on Luo Yao.

"Oh, good."

Luo Yao interrupted their conversation, "I want to drink water~" She blinked her clear and beautiful eyes and said in a sweet voice.

"Okay, I'll get it." Mo Sijue gently scratched the tip of her nose and said lovingly.

Then he stood up and said to Huo Chenqi, "Mr. Huo, please do as you please."

After Mo Sijue left, Huo Chenqi sat down.

Luo Yao was startled. What was going on? Why was he sitting here? She moved inward unconsciously.

"Yaoyao, is it true?"

"?" she asked puzzledly.

"You and him."

"Yes." He said firmly without any hesitation.

The man asked again: "Yaoyao, we can't go back, right?"

Luo Yao was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask this, but she quickly came to her senses.

"Mr. Huo, what do you think?" Luo Yao asked instead of answering.

"Yaoyao, I can explain."

“Hehe…” She sneered.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to do with her, trust me."

"That's all, Mr. Huo, you can go now."

"But I'm happy to see that you're doing well now." Huo Chenqi stood up and was about to leave. He seemed to have thought of something, paused, and said, "Your family misses you very much. I hope you can call them often to chat with them."

"You don't have to tell me that." Luo Yao didn't appreciate it.

She stood up and was about to leave, but unexpectedly she twisted her ankle and was about to fall backwards.

The man quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her, and Luo Yao fell safely into his arms.

There were soft waves in his cold eyes, and his eyes flickered, as if countless emotions were surging, trying to draw her into the depths of his eyes.

"Are you okay?" the man asked gently.

"It's okay, thank you." After Luo Yao stood firm, she pulled herself out of his arms.

Mo Sijue, who was far away, saw this scene and immediately stepped forward and asked with concern: "Yaoyao, what's wrong? Is your foot okay?"

He wanted to give them some time to have a good chat, but who knew...

"Oh... I'm fine, my foot hurts a little, maybe I sprained it." Luo Yao smiled and shook her head.

Mo Sijue immediately squatted down, half-knelt, and gently lifted her feet to check.

Huo Chenqi stood aside. He felt as if something had stabbed his heart. The pain spread rapidly throughout his body and a layer of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He turned and left without even saying hello.

Luo Yao slowly raised her eyes and looked at his back, feeling indescribable sadness.

"You, I gave you a chance, but you made yourself like this. If Bei knew, he would beat me to death." Mo Sijue picked her up, walked out, and looked at her with his eyes downcast.

"Hmph! Who told you to act on your own? There's no possibility for him and I." Luo Yao turned her head away and pouted.

Mo Sijue put her in the car and took off her shoes. "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, just go back and apply some ice cubes."

"It's a little swollen. Don't wear high heels in the future." Mo Sijue frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, I got it, brother."

"Hmm?" Mo Sijue was about to start the car when the person next to him called out in a delicate voice.

As soon as he guessed, he felt a bad premonition rushing into his mind.

"Please take me in tonight."

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and teased: "You are not afraid of me..."

"Stop it, don't be so rude."

"Let's go home." The man smiled and started the car.

"Got it." Luo Yao fastened her seat belt.

……

The villa in front of you is filled with romance and nobility. The magnificent gate with hollow carvings, round arched windows and stone corners fully demonstrate the owner's elegance.

Fresh and unconventional, white stucco walls combined with light red roof tiles.

Chi-

The car braked suddenly.

"Got home."

"You...you can't just drive properly?"

"You can drive it later."

"Brother, now that we're home, your true colors are revealed." Luo Yao unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get off.

"Wait..." Mo Sijue got out of the car, walked to the passenger door, opened it, and picked her up. "You're still trying to be strong even though your feet hurt?"

“I don’t know what to do… I don’t know what to do. … ”

"Can't I just complain?" the man interrupted her, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

He looked at her injured right ankle and felt a little distressed, as if he had just done something wrong.