Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Under the influence of alcohol, Lu Mian spoke more and more outrageously, and became more and more addicted to cursing. In the end, he could not tell whether he was acting or revealing his true feelings. In short, he angrily cursed Di Guanwei from beginning to end.

He also took the opportunity to talk about some old people and things in the past and cursed Di Guanwei harshly.

It's strange to say, Di Guanwei has been proud all his life. Not to mention pointing at his nose and scolding him, even if you say a few bad words to him, he will glare at you fiercely.

But at this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in a daze, listening quietly to Lu Mian's scolding. If it weren't for his occasional uneven breathing that exposed his emotions, Lu Mian would have wanted to ask him if he was deaf. He was scolding him like that, but he didn't get angry?

"Have you said enough?"

Di Guanwei's voice was particularly chilling in the night. Lu Mian continued to pretend to be drunk, but the trembling of his legs betrayed his composure. Fortunately, he was smart enough to cover it up by falling to the ground.

Di Guanwei looked at Lu Mian, who was completely humiliated and slumped on the ground, and his eyebrows twitched.

I thought to myself, isn't this old man a germaphobe? Why is he sitting on the floor? You know, in the past, even if there were a little water mark on the floor, he would have ordered the servants to wipe it clean.

"Master, you are so cold-blooded." Lu Mian collapsed on the ground in extreme sorrow. His dark eyes were already cloudy. It was not known whether he was anesthetized by alcohol or because he was in a trance. His eyes were empty and lifeless.

Di Guanwei glared at him and said patiently, "How am I cold-blooded?" His deep voice showed no emotion.

Lu Mian listened to his response and sighed heavily, "I haven't seen you shed a single tear when the young lady got into such a big trouble. And you even asked the young master to accept reality. Only a heartless person would say that."

"How about not letting him accept it? Let him become depressed and lose his spirits every day because of this? Besides, it's already happened. What can crying solve? Can it bring Mo Lan back to life, or solve the current crisis of the consortium?"

"Lu Mian, I don't mind you acting amiable in front of them, but don't try to assimilate me. Although you and I are master and servant, we are ultimately on different sides. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Di Guanwei's tone was still as dictatorial and overbearing as ever, and he would not listen to anyone's advice.

Lu Mian felt only sadness in his heart and continued to stab him. "I understand what you said, but the young lady's death was caused by you. Don't you really feel guilty? Aren't you afraid that the young lady will come to you at night?"

"presumptuous."

Di Guanwei was finally enraged by him and roared with a cold face.

Lu Mian was frightened just in time and trembled. Then he shook his head with an innocent look and pretended to have lost his memory. "Master, why are you here?"

Di Guanwei was so angry that his chest hurt, and he wondered why he was wasting his time arguing with a drunkard.

He snorted coldly and walked away.

Later, Lu Mian watched him leave, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he pretended to be drunk and fell asleep on the sofa.

There was no way. The master was very cunning. If he knew that he was using alcohol to cross his line again and again, he would definitely skin him alive.

That night, Di Guanwei did not sleep. He sat in his study all night, watching the dark night slowly turn pale and then bright, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Although he is dictatorial and authoritarian, he is not cold-blooded and ruthless. However, he always hides his emotions because to him, revealing emotions means revealing weaknesses, and he hates being seen through by others the most.

However, he was a man of flesh and blood after all, so Lu Mian's words cut into his heart like a sharpened knife.

In a trance, he unconsciously looked up at the horizon. His throat was hoarse and dry after a sleepless night. "Mo Lan, do you blame your great grandfather?"

Naturally, there was no response. Di Guanwei lowered his eyes and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, making his already bony and thin body even thinner.

He just curled up in the chair all night until dawn.

After straightening his clothes, his expression returned to its former coldness and he opened the door and walked out of the study.