You don't agree to have a baby, and you're anxious and angry about the divorce

Mu Yuan was so frightened by the man's terrifying voice that she stepped back repeatedly.

Li Chengye saw this and grabbed her hand, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

Mu Yuan frowned slightly as his wrist was pulled so hard that it hurt. He endured the pain and tried to communicate with him in a gentle tone: "I promise you, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"What's the use of a guarantee from someone like you that has no credibility at all?"

"Then tell me what you want me to do. Just tell me, okay?" Mu Yuan gave up struggling, gave up, and looked at him calmly.

The night was quiet and Li Chengye's eyes became more and more solemn.

He looked at Mu Yuan's helpless expression and felt even more annoyed.

Mu Yuan was waiting for the man's answer, but the man didn't say anything. He just stared at her in silence for a long time.

"I'm a fucking jerk, why would I mind your shit!"

"If something like this happens again, you can try and see how I will deal with you!"

Finally, he left two cold words, slammed the door and left.

The man left, but the coldness in the dim hotel room had not dissipated. Mu Yuan's hand holding the towel trembled slightly, and tears slowly slid down from the corners of her eyes.

She lowered her head and reached out to wipe away her tears, waiting for her emotions to be completely digested in the silence. Then she went back into the bathroom and slowly blew her long hair dry.

After washing her hair, Mu Yuan sent a message to Rao Menghan to let her know she was safe: [I'm home, how about you? ]

At this moment, Rao Menghan was still in the car, the car body was shaking, and Zhuo Xingli was venting his long-suppressed jealousy.

Rao Menghan took great pains to get the phone, and tremblingly sent a message to Mu Yuan: [Okay, I'm here too.]

As soon as the message was sent, Zhuo Xingli pulled out the phone and threw it aside.

He pressed Rao Menghan's hands on the backrest and bit her shoulder hard.

……

This is the hotel room.

Seeing Rao Menghan’s reply, Mu Yuan put away the phone with peace of mind.

She tidied herself up and lay down on the big bed by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The big bed was placed at the corner of two floor-to-ceiling windows. She lay quietly on it, and by turning sideways she could see the romantic neon lights of the city, with thousands of lights gathered into stars.

The very special perspective allowed her to experience the different night scenery of Yanbei City.

Although the whole day was not very pleasant.

But in the evening I visited my mother, had dinner with my good friends, and finally fell asleep looking at such a beautiful night view.

Also good.

No?

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, smiled slightly, hugged a pillow, rested her arms on it, and slowly closed her eyes.

It's fine.

After the two-year period, it was all over.

……

The next day, Mu Yuan woke up at around seven o'clock. She got up, packed herself up, and prepared to leave the hotel and return to Yingyue Bay.

Today is Sunday, and Li Chengye doesn't know whether he can go back.

Before she left the room, she sent him a message saying, "I'm back to the villa."

By noon, Li Chenye had not yet replied to Mu Yuan's message.

Mu Yuan stood in front of the refrigerator, thought for a while, and finally cooked for two people.

The villa was quiet and there was no sound.

When I lived here some time ago, I didn’t feel it was very lonely. Now that the weather has warmed up, the lonely atmosphere in the house has become even stronger.

Mu Yuan calmed down and focused his mind on what he was doing at the moment. The disturbing feeling of loneliness finally disappeared.

After the meal was ready, Mu Yuan sent photos and messages to Li Chenye as usual.

Li Chenye would definitely not reply, but she still had to send the message.

After sending the photo, Mu Yuan started eating by himself.

Suddenly, the mobile phone placed beside him lit up. Mu Yuan clicked it and took a look. His hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly.

The person who sent her the message was not Li Chenye, but Mu Yuning.

However, the content of the post was related to Li Chengye.

[Look, this is the end of climbing up the social ladder. Your legal husband is having an affair with another woman. When you married into the Li family to bring good luck, did you think your future would be better? In fact, you are still miserable after boasting for a long time.]

【Things that no one loves deserve to be let down! 】

There is also a photo below the message.

It’s Li Chengye and...Tao Yingran.

The two people's actions were not very intimate, but the picture was captured very well.

Tao Yingran leaned closer, blocked his mouth with her hand, and spoke in his ear, and the man lowered his head in agreement.

That face was still very cold, but one could clearly see the difference between how he treated others and how he treated himself.

But that's normal, Tao Yingran and he are childhood sweethearts.

It has only been a few months since he and I got married.

Mu Yuning must have met by chance.

I took the photo intentionally for her to see.

She would not miss any opportunity to mock Mu Yuan.

Mu Yuan pressed the photo to save it, did not reply, put the phone upside down on the table and continued eating.

……

In the evening, Li Chenye still hadn't returned.

Grandma called and asked her to tell Li Chenye that they should go back to the old house for dinner together.

Grandma didn't call Li Chengye.

The purpose is to let Mu Yuan contact himself.

Mu Yuan had no choice but to do as her grandmother instructed after hanging up the phone.

She dialed Li Chenye's number.

The first one didn't answer.

Mu Yuan had no choice but to call Zhao Kun. She didn't have Zhao Kun's phone number, but someone had left a handwritten phone number on the coffee table with the words "Zhao Kun" written on the front.

Mu Yuan tried it out.

Zhao Kun’s phone call is much easier than Li Chengye’s.

As soon as the phone rang, the other party picked up it.

"Ms. Mu, what's wrong?" Zhao Kun's deep voice came from the phone.

Mu Yuan was stunned: "How do you know it's me?"

Zhao Kun said: "I have your contact information saved."

So that's how it is. Mu Yuan got straight to the point and said, "Is Mr. Li with you? Grandma asked me to go back to the old house with him for dinner. Could you please let her know?"

"No problem, I'll talk to the boss right away." Zhao Kun agreed immediately.

Things went more smoothly than expected, which surprised Mu Yuan.

Zhao Kun hung up the phone.

Two minutes later, Zhao Kun called again.

Mu Yuan picked up the call: "How is it, have you told him?"

Zhao Kun: "Ms. Mu, Brother Cheng said he wants you to bring some medicine for him, the stomach medicine and painkillers in the medicine box, to the Guojin Club. Do you think it's convenient?"

Li Chengye's original words did not contain the word "help".

Not as polite as Zhao Kun.

Just cold orders.

"Okay, I'll call grandma and send it over later." Mu Yuan said.

"No need for that. Brother Cheng just called. I'd like you to just deliver the medicine."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

……

The night is as dark as ink, the stars are hidden, and the city’s neon lights flicker in the dimness, adding a touch of unreality to the silent night.

Mu Yuan took a taxi to the private club that Li Chengye often went to.