Chapter 131 Husband Man X Regrets Woman (8)

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 131 Husband Man X Regrets Woman (8)"

weight="106832"

series = ["All The Male Leads Have Blackened"]

mode = "manual"

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Today was particularly sultry, followed the steamer and couldn't breathe. Cen Simiao regretted it when she left home. She made an appointment with Wei Li to ask him what he thought.

As soon as the two met in the coffee shop, Wei Li had a frivolous tone and teased her.

Cen Simiao looked at him coldly: "You are so courageous. The last time you were bumped into by Lu Mufan at the door, you still wanted to cooperate with him."

Wei Li was taken aback, and then smiled: "Because I want to make money."

Cen Simiao asked him directly: "What's the matter with Yang Mu?"

He twitched his brows and said, "Don't get me wrong, she is one of my employees, she is very eloquent. I will let her persuade Lu Mufan. I only have you in my heart."

Cen Simiao squinted her eyes: "Get out."

She stood up and left. When Wei Li saw her in a hurry, he quickly apologized and coaxed her to say: "You said why you have such a bad temper. I want you to help persuade Lu Mufan, but you are ruthless and unjustified. I dumped it."

Cen Simiao pursed her lips and suddenly said, "I am going to divorce him."

Wei Li's eyes widened.

She continued: "Because I ran into you and me at the door last time. Do you think he can agree to cooperate with you? Save it."

Wei Li frowned: "The damn you called me away, and somehow made me go away."

A sneer appeared on Cen Simiao’s lips, leaning close to him, pulling his tie, wrapping it around her fingers, Wei Li tightened her chin, she said mercilessly: "You are really cheap, I let you go and you go ."

Wei Li got angry between his eyebrows, and raised his hand to hit her.

Cen Simiao curled up the corners of her mouth and leaned over with her face sideways. His eyes were cold, but his expression was extremely charming: "Hit, you hit it."

Wei Li's arm paused, and he felt that he couldn't let out a breath for an instant, and he felt very uncomfortable when he held it in his heart. He looked at Cen Simiao with disdain in his eyes: "You became very fast, and you were affectionate to me not long ago. In the blink of an eye, you can't bear it again for your husband."

Cen Simiao lowered her eyes, loosened the tie wrapped around her fingers, and chuckled softly, "You regret it?"

Wei Li stared at her, his eyes darkened, he snorted, don't look too far.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes and stayed away from him: "It's really boring."

She was about to leave and didn’t want to talk to Wei Li again. Wei Li didn’t stop this time. He sat on the deck, rubbed his forehead, suddenly lifted his chin, and smiled at Cen Simiao’s back: "Really look. You're not on me? You are divorced. Wouldn't it be nice to find me a spare tire?"

Cen Simiao went further and further without looking back.

The interest in Wei Li's eyes gradually revealed, and she raised her brows. She was really attractive now.

After coming out of the coffee shop, the cool air-conditioning disappeared, and the sun suddenly became bad. Cen Simiao hurried back to the car, turned on the cold wind, and took a sip of water. Wei Li seemed to really want to make money, so he thought vainly that Lu Mufan would help him.

Moreover, Wei Li looked very confident, and he didn't know how Yang Mu went back to fool him.

Cen Simiao shook his head.

At noon, Cen Simiao went home just in time for Aunt Qian to cook lunch in the kitchen. She smiled and said hello, then put the purse in the bedroom, and then opened the door to come out, but saw Lu Mufan ascending the stairs.

She pretended to be calm, did not look at him, and walked downstairs. When he passed by, Lu Mufan was also expressionless, even with a chill on his body.

Cen Simiao's pace became faster, as if she didn't want to see him at all.

Lu Mufan maintained his original speed and walked to the corner upstairs until he couldn't see it. He clenched the doorknob of the bedroom, paused, then pushed the door in.

Aunt Qian was busy bringing the food to the restaurant, looked up and saw the two of them, could not help but sigh, what happened again.

When eating, two people are rare.

A round table, Cen Simiao sat on one side, and Lu Mufan sat directly opposite, but the farthest away from each other, but he could see it as soon as he raised his head.

Cen Simiao is generous, filling his stomach is the most important thing, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable when eating. Aunt Qian’s craftsmanship is really good.

She was eating with relish, and she did not forget to avoid Lu Mufan. Whenever she chopsticks a dish with him, she just changed another dish to eat.

Lu Mufan ate gently as usual, with extremely graceful movements. Cen Simiao hadn't had a serious meal for several days, and was happy now, seeing that he didn't pick up the two dishes in front of her very much.

She also eagerly pushed the plate towards him.

Lu Mufan finished the rice in the bowl, then sent the bowl to the kitchen without eating any more.

After a meal, Cen Simiao ate very comfortably. She didn’t care about Lu Mufan. She was going to go back to the bedroom, first to get the mobile phone on the coffee table. Lu Mufan was sitting on the sofa. When she bent down, a piece of the wide neckline was exposed. Snow white.

He sits sternly without squinting.

Suddenly the phone rang, Cen Simiao frowned, and Wei Li called. She deleted the contact long ago, but still remembered his number displayed on the screen.

Cen Simiao picked up the phone and hung up, but did not answer. She raised her eyes, Lu Mufan was still sitting there looking at the computer, but his face seemed uglier than before.

She frowned, how did she bother him again.

Cen Simiao turned around and went back to the room. As soon as she closed the door, the phone rang again. She was connected this time, and before she spoke, she started to be inconsistent inside.

Cen Simiao pursed her lips: "One more sentence, I tore your mouth."

Wei Li sighed: "You are too cruel."

Cen Simiao sneered, her voice full of sarcasm, and did not hide his disgust at all: "I have no interest in you, and I even feel sick when I see you, so don't call again."

She hung up the phone.

Wei Li really didn't fight again.

A few days later, Cen Simiao suddenly realized at home that she could no longer be a salted fish like this and had to go to work in the company. Yang Mu went to talk to Lu Mufan every day, and had more time to meet than she did with Lu Mufan.

She took advantage of the afternoon to buy some clothes first, and then went to the company to wear them. As a result, when she came back in the evening, it started to rain heavily. She drove slower and was about to close the window. When she turned her head, she saw Wei Li in another car.

He also drove the car, raised his eyebrows, and greeted her with a smile.

Cen Simiao frowned and closed the car window.

No matter what happened, Wei Li just followed her into the community and returned home. Cen Simiao stopped the car, suddenly wanted to smoke, rubbed her neck, and suddenly heard the door rang.

She glanced lazily, Wei Li was knocking on the glass of her car.

He was almost drenched.

Through the car window, Cen Simiao didn't want to bother, and honked his horn to drive him away. Wei Li knocked more vigorously. She bends the corner of her mouth and leaned forward. Wei Li raised her brows and was a little pleased. There was a trace of disgust in her eyes and opened the door.

The rain suddenly became louder. She was about to get out of the car. Wei Li took off her coat and threw it on the ground: "Come on, step on it, don't worry about getting your shoes dirty."

Cen Simiao looked at him, Wei Li continued to unbutton his shirt, and his upper body was naked for an instant. He handed the shirt to Cen Simiao: "Hold the rain."

She threw it back.

Wei Li sighed, leaning in the car particularly embarrassed, looking at Cen Simiao who was also wet, "How can I please you?"

Cen Simiao squinted her eyes, "Are you not afraid of Lu Mufan seeing it?"

He laughed: "You two are married. He probably wanted to leave a long time ago. Let me take this opportunity."

Cen Simiao frowned, Wei Li's attitude was not originally like this: "Yang Mu told you?"

Wei Li is noncommittal.

She locked the car and looked at Wei Li, with a cold expression: "What are you? The rich look much better, so why do you think I can look at you."

Wei Li looked down at her, what he said didn't seem to be false, the smile on his lips gradually solidified, but his interest in Cen Simiao grew. He couldn't save face, a little angry, and turned away with a cold face.

Not far away, a tall figure holding an umbrella seemed to be out of panic. At first, he didn't care about holding the umbrella, half of his body was soaked.

The whole body was staring at this scene with coldness.

Suddenly turned around and walked in the rain in slippers.

Censi was soaked in the rain, and the rain fell on her face, all hurting. She put her bag on her head and hurriedly ran home.

As soon as she entered, the light was on in the living room, and she was stunned at the entrance. Lu Mufan should have been showered too. She suddenly felt a little cold all over her body. She was afraid of catching a cold, so she took the cup to get hot water.

The tip of the nose seemed to smell of ginger, which was spicy and pungent.

It seemed to be coming from the kitchen, she walked over, opened the lid and looked at it, there was nothing. My fingertips accidentally touched the pot and it burned immediately.

It should have just turned off the fire.

She rushed under the faucet, but saw the ginger slices in the pool, still steaming.

It is estimated that Lu Mufan made the ginger soup by himself.

Cen Simiao sneezed, drank a cup of hot water, and took another hot bath by the way. After washing, feel much more comfortable, and the coldness just now disappears. She took the cup and poured water, and saw Lu Mufan just coming out of his room.

Lu Mufan's hair is also wet, he is wearing pajamas, and has just taken a shower. As if he hadn't seen Cen Simiao, he went downstairs by her side. Cen Simiao frowned, remembering about going to the company, and was leaving when he saw him, so he quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Lu Mufan reacted greatly, and instantly opened her hand, frowned, his face was very gloomy with anger.

There was a red mark on the back of Cen Simiao's hand, and she was stunned. Why was she so angry? She said: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Mufan straightened his back and eased his mood, but he was still impatient: "Is there something wrong?"

She nodded and said her plan to go to the company and continue to work.

Lu Mufan looked at her with dark eyes: "Why do you want to go to the company suddenly?"

Cen Simiao gave a lot of high-sounding reasons.

Lu Mufan's lips sneered.

She pursed her lips, lifted her chin, and was polite and alienated: "I hope you don't bring your personal feelings to work. I would like to ask you for advice in the future."

"Tell me?" Lu Mufan's eyes darkened, looking at her with a smile in his eyes, "I don't know."

Cen Simiao paused to speak again.

He suddenly grabbed Cen Simiao's arm, her body leaped forward because of inertia.

Lu Mufan lowered his head: "Tune|Teach, I want to try."