Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

That night, Di Guanwei, who already had trouble sleeping, was tormented by Xiuzhi's words and couldn't close his eyes the whole night.

What lingered in his mind were Xiuzhi's heart-wrenching curses, like countless knives piercing deep into his chest, causing blood to gush out.

As he endured, his cloudy eyes began to lose focus. Was he wrong? No, he was not wrong.

What does an ignorant woman know? Does she know what kind of family the Di family is? Does she know how heavy the burden on Mo Lan's shoulders is?

Although the little girl is small, she carries the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of a big family on her shoulders.

Di Guanwei lay on the bed and kept comforting himself. After he finished, he snorted coldly. He thought to himself that it would be better if he didn't see that shameless old woman again, otherwise he would cut off her tongue.

No, the tongue cannot be cut, because he hasn't yet figured out her last question about Mo Lan hiding a monster in his heart.

The old woman who was talking was smart after making a big mistake. She hung up the phone and immediately blocked Lu Mian. When he called again, there was a busy tone.

But what exactly did she mean by that?

Di Guanwei was puzzled and felt like he was trapped in a foggy situation, unable to see clearly the things around him.

The difficult night slowly passed, and when he woke up the next day, he had a splitting headache and was in a daze. Even his eyes seemed to have become cloudy and blurry.

Lu Mian was not much better than him. After working in the Di family for so many years, this was the first time he had slept in.

When he opened his eyes and saw that the time on his phone was 8 o'clock, he jumped out of the bed and almost sprained his waist due to the violent movement.

My legs, which had been shaking all night, were still trembling slightly, but much better than last night.

He threw off the quilt, got out of bed, put on his coat and hurried out.

living room.

Di Guanwei was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows. His weathered face was full of fatigue, and it was obvious that he had not slept well just like him.

The indoor heating was on and the temperature was moderate, but when Lu Mian received Di Guanwei's obscure gaze, he felt his body go cold.

It's been an entire night. Could it be that the master hasn't forgotten Xiuzhi scolding him?

If Di Guanwei could hear his inner voice, he would ask: Try being scolded like a dog and see if you can forget it.

Lu Mian sneered: Indeed, Xiuzhi scolded too harshly.

"Master, are you feeling unwell again? I'll get you some medicine." Ever since he forced her to fish out her cell phone from the fish tank yesterday, Lu Mian had been a little afraid of him.

Di Guanwei saw through his thoughts and glanced at him, "Do I have thorns growing on my body?"

Lu Mian: “Ah???”

"Why else are you hiding?"

Suddenly realizing what was going on, Lu Mian hurriedly explained, "Master, you misunderstood. I wasn't hiding from you. I just saw you had a headache and wanted to get you some medicine."

"No need, I'm fine." Di Guanwei said stubbornly.

Lu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that perhaps the Xiuzhi incident was over, when he heard Di Guanwei say sinisterly, "I'll leave Xiuzhi's matter to you. If you can't find her, bring her head to me."

These words almost frightened Lu Mian to his knees. He was doomed. It seemed that Xiuzhi was really doomed this time.

She too, hated the master for restraining himself and cursing a few words, but why did he start to make such a fuss? Alas, even the gods could not save her this time.

"Master, it's a call from the hospital."

Suddenly, when the two were in a stalemate, a servant came hurriedly with a cell phone.

Lu Mian's heart immediately sank, his intuition telling him that something had happened to the young lady.

"What? Rescue, what's going on?" Di Guanwei answered the phone. After hearing the content, his face turned darker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His breathing was uneven and heavy, obviously something serious had happened.

Lu Mian stood there uncomfortably, opening his mouth to ask what was going on, but he didn't dare interrupt Di Guanwei at this time.

"Save Mo Lan at all costs. If you can't save her, I want all of you to be buried with her." After he finished speaking angrily, he stumbled straight to the hospital.

***

It was bright outside, and in the dim room, the ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts.

Di Tao's stern face was shrouded in green smoke, revealing a bit of weirdness.