My CEO Ex-husband Wants To Remarry Me-Chapter 910 - : Kiss your husband (9)

Chapter 910: Kiss your husband (9)

The man stuffed the ID card back into Fang Zhiyou’s wallet, then took the room card and carried Fang Zhiyou to the elevator.

Fang Zhiyou glanced at the mottled elevator inside and frowned.” Weiting, where are we going?””

“Let’s go get a room.” The man lifted her long hair with one hand and looked at her black fur shirt with a V-shaped collar. The two seductive hills made his eyes go blank.

“Get a room?” Fang Zhiyou hugged him excitedly.” Weiting, you…” You’re so bad today!”

He actually brought me to open a room. He really knows how to play!

“Hehe, there will be worse things later!”When the man saw the elevator door open, he hugged her by the waist and walked into the room.

Ten minutes later, the room was filled with the sounds of women’s uncontrollable panting and moaning.

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Ye Weiting packed his things and drove straight back to the Fang residence.

Fang Dezhong was not at home. At the dinner table, Fang Dezhong’s concubine, Wang Sili, was serving her precious son Fang Zikai. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

As soon as she saw Ye Weiting come back alone, Wang Sili raised her eyebrows and said in a strange tone,” Aiyo, our son-in-law is back so early today? It’s a pity that we’ve had enough dinner, but here… There are only some leftovers left. If you don’t mind, come and eat with us.”

Fang Zikai chewed on the chicken drumstick in big mouthfuls. He glanced at Ye Weiting, his chubby face full of curiosity.

“No need, I’ve already eaten outside.”Ye Weiting said lightly and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Wang Sili snorted and lowered her head to continue serving Fang Zikai.

After a while, Ye Weiting came downstairs again. Wang Sili glanced at him lazily and looked at the big suitcase in his hand. She said,” Hey, where are you going on a business trip again?” Our little princess isn’t here. If you ask later, don’t expect me to pass you a message.”

Ye Weiting glanced at her coldly and walked towards the door with his suitcase.

“Brother-in-law, where are you going to go?” Suddenly, the tender voice of a child sounded.

Wang Sili covered Fang Zikai’s oily mouth and glared at Ye Weiting, who had turned around. She said in a low voice,” Eat your food. What are you shouting for?””

Fang Zikai let out a muffled cry. Ye Weiting frowned slightly, but he didn’t say anything else. He turned around and left the Fang Mansion.

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Ye Weiting bought a train ticket to Moyang at 8 pm.

Thirty minutes after leaving the Fang residence, he took his luggage and boarded the train. After putting his luggage away, he lay on the hard and narrow berth. His heart had never been so calm.

All these years, he was the most promising university student that Mo Yang had ever produced. His career had skyrocketed, and he had married a rich and beautiful woman. He should have been able to live his life in high spirits and be at ease. However, he was dressed in luxurious clothes every day, but his heart was always empty. Every time he climbed higher, the emptiness and confusion in his heart would become heavier.

In the past, he had never understood why, but now, lying on this narrow hard bed and listening to the familiar local accent around him, he finally understood the answer.

It turned out that Ye Weiting, who had been relying on Fang Zhiyou to climb up the ladder in City D all these years and was timid in the Fang family, was not the real him at all!

After all, the superficial appearance could only be a layer of beautiful packaging. After tearing off that layer of packaging, Ye Weiting was just the son of an ordinary working-class family from a small county.

Ye Weiting squinted his eyes slightly. The train lights were turned off. He picked up his phone and looked at the name in the address book.

The sad thing was that he had not made any real friends in all these years, except for his family.

Except…Su Ruowan.

Ye Weiting stared at the three words in his contact list for a long time. Suddenly, the train shook and his fingers slid. The screen clearly showed,” Calling…”

His eyes moved, and the next second, he had already placed the phone to his ear. Accompanied by the toot sound, his heart beat faster and faster.

“Hello?” The call was finally connected, but Jing Muchen’s deep voice came from the other end.

Ye Weiting was slightly stunned and said,” I am Ye Weiting, may I ask…” Is Ruowan here?”

“Ruowan is pregnant. She’s already asleep.”Jing Muchen’s voice was calm.” May I know why you’re looking for her?””

Ye Weiting suppressed his shock and quickly replied,” Oh, it’s nothing. Since she’s asleep, then…” Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.” Jing Muchen hung up the phone after saying that.

Ye Weiting put down his phone in a daze. For a moment, the bitterness in his throat seemed to overflow from his mouth.

Ruo Wan is pregnant again? She was pregnant with Jing Muchen’s child again?

He gripped his phone tightly. Regret, annoyance, and all sorts of complicated feelings surged up.

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Huafu Ruiyuan.

Jing Muchen had just put down Su Ruowan’s phone when the bathroom door opened. Su Ruowan walked out in a loose milky white cotton nightdress.

“Hubby.” Su Ruowan grabbed her wet long hair with one hand and asked with a conflicted look,” Should I cut my hair short?”

Jing Muchen got out of bed and walked over. He took the hair from her hands and gently wrapped it with a dry towel.” What’s wrong?””

“It’s so troublesome. It was especially inconvenient when I was showering and washing my hair just now. When my stomach gets bigger in the future, it will definitely be even more inconvenient when I bend over!”Su Ruowan muttered softly.

Jing Muchen smiled and brought her to the big bed to sit down. He gently wiped his wet hair and said,” It’s okay. I’ll help you wash your hair in the future.””

“Really?” Su Ruowan widened her eyes and turned to look at Jing Muchen in surprise.

Jing Muchen nodded his head, his hands moving non-stop. He looked at her with a loving and affectionate gaze.

Su Ruowan smiled sweetly and said innocently,” Hubby, you’re so good to me!”

Jing Muchen sighed.” You’re my wife. If I don’t treat you well, who else would I treat well?”

Su Ruowan immediately pouted and said,” You’re not allowed to treat other women well!”

Jing Muchen looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Su Ruowan blushed a little from his stare and quickly turned her head back.

She felt that she must have gotten some so-called pregnancy syndrome.