Luxury child bride: hello, president - Chapter 1042

“It’s not me…” Mo Xingxing wanted to explain, and then he thought it was meaningless to argue. No matter who gave the divorce agreement, they want a divorce anyway. Who gave it? What’s the difference? She dropped her eyes and did not look at the housekeeper. “OK, I see.”

The housekeeper had been waiting for her to explain, but she was disappointed that she only came at last. I don’t want to talk to Mo Xingxing, “Miss Mo, remember to come down for dinner. I won’t disturb you

“Good.”

He went to the door and couldn’t help stopping. Turn round to see to Mo wake up, “madam, can’t you divorce general manager Xiao?”

“I…”

“Xiao always really likes you. I watched him grow up, but he didn’t know how to express his feelings. In fact, he is very kind. Last time something happened in my family, I didn’t tell Mr. Xiao. Mr. Xiao knew it and helped me solve it quietly. He’s always been good to the people around him, and he’s always been good to you. ” The housekeeper took a deep breath and said one by one, “since I married you, Mr. Xiao has never been involved with any other women outside. You don’t like to go out for dinner. Mr. Xiao tries his best to push off the company’s dinner and stay at home with you for dinner. You don’t want to have children. Mr. Xiao has never urged you under the pressure of the older generation. man I don’t know if Xiao has ever told you about his childhood. He is a poor man. If you know about his childhood, you won’t think he is moody. He just doesn’t know how to express himself

Mo woke up and moved his mouth. He didn’t know what to say. Half a day later, she explained bitterly, “I didn’t give him the divorce agreement, he gave it to me. Now it’s not whether I want to divorce or not, it’s him who wants to divorce me. I can’t keep him from getting divorced. ”

“The divorce agreement Mr. Xiao gave you?” The housekeeper exclaimed, “no way! How can Mr. Xiao divorce you? ”

“Uncle Cai, the specific reasons are very complicated. I don’t know how to explain them to you.”

The housekeeper said firmly, “I don’t know why, but how can Mr. Xiao divorce you? He likes you so much. In order to marry you, he had a fight with the eldest lady. ”

“Xiao Han doesn’t like me as much as you think. He married me for other reasons.”

“No! Mr. Xiao married you just because he liked you! I know that best! Come with me, ma’am, and you’ll see! ”

The housekeeper led her into the room Xiao didn’t let anyone in on a normal day.

Mo woke up here once and didn’t think there was anything worth seeing. He asked strangely, “Uncle Cai, what did you bring me here for?”

The housekeeper didn’t speak. He led her to the bookshelf, took out the book in front of the fingerprint reader, turned to Mo Xingxing and said, “madam, put your index finger on it.”

what is it?

Mo Xingxing put his index finger up. With a click, the bookshelves on both sides moved away, revealing a room.

She was stunned. She had no idea that there was such a place in her home where she had lived for several years.

Is Xiao Han in this room every day? What’s hidden in this room? He’s so careful that he doesn’t let anyone in to clean it?

Don’t wake up with doubts.

Housekeeper, “madam, go in and have a look. I also found a room in it by accident.”

He also accidentally saw a picture, so he didn’t want to divorce them. Otherwise, Mr. Xiao is too poor!

Mo wakes up and goes in involuntarily, looking at the photos all over the room. Some of them are pasted on the wall, some of them seem to have just been developed and clamped, and there are several thick albums on the desk.

She covered her mouth and looked at the photos all over the room in disbelief. Without exception, she saw the people in those photos, all of them were her!

The way she works, the way she talks business with people, the way she eats, drinks, chats with friends… All kinds of her.

Mo Xingxing can’t describe the feeling in her heart at the moment. She went to the desk and opened the album with her fingers trembling slightly.

When she opened it, she found that it was a diary album. In addition to her photos, someone wrote a few lines in pen. On May 20, this heartless stupid woman didn’t know it was 520 today and went to work again. At work, I really don’t know if she has so much insecurity as a woman. It seems that only having her own career can realize her value. Why didn’t she want to be Mrs. Xiao? I’ll let her spoil her like Han Xiaoye, who is her dream?

Mo woke up, his fingers trembled, and turned a few pages, found that every page above was all about her. man

Are these all made by Xiao Han?

Why?

Mo woke up and clenched his lower lip. He spread out several albums and found that they were numbered. She’s looking at number four, and one, two, three, five, six. She took out the album No.1, pressed her heart, which was about to suffocate, and opened the album.

In the photo album on the first page, a 17-year-old girl is sitting next to a pigeon in London Square, England, with a drawing board standing up, smiling and sketching for the person in front of her.

That girl is her!

She just went abroad from Beijing!

At that time, Fu Zhiyan had not gone abroad. She was studying alone in Cambridge. At the weekend, when I’m bored, I will come out to help people draw sketches like the heroine in the movie. At that time, she was still young and fantasized about the story of Prince and princess. She especially liked Audrey Hepburn in Roman holiday and hoped to meet such a romantic boy. In addition, she majored in painting in Cambridge. She was weak in sketch. At that time, she was competitive and wanted to be the first in everything. How can you be willing to have one to hold you back? So I came up with a romantic way to make money, hone technology and be a vagrant artist!

How can Xiao Han have this picture?

She turned over a few pages, full of photos of her time. At the end, she finally saw the familiar pen words: “today she’s here again. How can I let her see me? If I go to her to help me draw, will she agree? ”

Mo woke up with a buzzing sound in his mind. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He turned to the second page. Sure enough, he found a tender painting on the next page!