MTL - The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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When He Xiyan was off work, it was already five in the afternoon. She was carrying a handbag and walking alone on the pedestrian street of Shenzhen. Many shops on both sides of the street are decorated with festive decorations.

Unconsciously, it's the end of the year. Today is January 27th, and December 25th is the lunar calendar. It's almost the end of the year. Even their company is closed. Internet companies are good at this, focusing on humanity in management and efficiency in their work. This Spring Festival holiday is earlier than companies in other industries.

She went to a lingerie store and bought a set of home clothes for herself, and then went to a maternal and baby store to buy some things that pregnant women need, such as radiation protection clothing, special bras for pregnant women, special toiletries and so on.

When she was reaching out to buy a set of toiletries, the other woman's hand suddenly fell on it.

It was a woman who looked a few years older than her. She had shoulder-length hair and a pregnancy mark on her face that grew out of pregnancy. Not a pretty woman, but her face is full of happiness.

"This is the last set, can you give it to me?" The woman nodded politely towards He Xiyan.

He Xiyan's gaze turned from the woman's face to her hand, and at this time she realized that the other hand of the woman was tightly held by a man, which was an ordinary-looking man, even a little bit Fat, while the man's eyes looking at his wife are full of love and pampering, a little boy, a family of three, is standing beside the man.

The man nodded politely to He Xiyan, "Sorry, my lady, my wife has been using this brand of toiletries since she was pregnant. She is not used to other brands. There is only one set here. You can make Is it for her? "

After all, the man smiled at his wife, full of love.

He Xiyan looked at the clasped hands of the couple and the man's spoiled love for his wife, as if she was shocked, and quickly drew back her hand.

It was just when the hand was withdrawn, her heart twitched a little, and there was a slight pain.

She caressed her still flat belly, and a ripple of ripples slowly formed in her eyes. After blinking a few times, she burst into tears.

She is also a pregnant woman, but she does not have a man who accompanies her, nor has he ever spoiled her, loved her, or even walked with her.

Her baby is even more pitiful. The baby will not have a father and will never get that fatherly love for life.

(Sorry, baby, it's useless to mom, can't keep your dad.)

She said in her heart.

When she got home, she was still living her own life and was lonely and quiet.

She made a nutritious dinner for herself and made a glass of milk by the way.

This is her life, eating alone, shopping alone, laughing, crying alone.

The phone rang several times at this time.

It was a WeChat sent to her by a former senior Yang Mingyu.

She squeezed her cold lips and looked at the messages lightly:

——Xi Yan, you have to take care of yourself, do not do stupid things.

——Don't think about Mo Yixuan again, that man is not worth you.

——You are a good girl, and you will be very happy in the future.

He Xiyan looked at the information like this until the screen was black. She did not respond to these messages. She was tired, as if she wanted to forget the people she knew, whether friends, classmates, or colleagues.

Because they still care about themselves, but every time they call or send a message to remind her of the past, then she can't help crying.

So she was afraid to contact them now. I'm really scared.

The doorbell rang at this time.

She pulled out a tissue and wiped the corner of her eyes, turned and walked to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ye Hao holding an LED light in one hand and a ladder in one hand.