MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 130 Husband Male X Regrets Female (7)

Of course, Cen Simiao didn't want to really divorce, she just said it to stimulate Lu Mufan. Before deliberately making him misunderstand, Cen Simiao also felt helpless.

She can choose a tender strategy and slowly make Lu Mufan believe her love. But this is time consuming, and even the favorability won't be much.

Because the marriage between the two of them is a transaction, even if Lu Mufan notices his heart, he will subconsciously reject it. He would think that this is a habit after getting along for a long time, not love.

If his character is more stubborn, it is estimated that there can still be a drama "I must not compromise on the fate of oppression".

It can be said that the effort is not flattering.

Moreover, there is also trouble in the health calendar. He would not take the initiative to talk about her with Lu Mufan, even more than she hoped that Lu Mufan did not know their past.

However, Wei Li later digged a pit for Lu Mufan because his own woman fell in love with Lu Mufan. Cen Simiao had confidence in Lu Mufan, he would not like other women.

But the health calendar is in anger, and it is hard to guarantee that the original owner and his affairs will not be shaken out. By then, Lu Mufan must be mad, and she must spend time to coax. This is nothing, the key is that no matter what she says, Lu Mufan Can't listen.

The lunar calendar again took the opportunity to settle, Lu Mufan became dizzy, unreasonable, could not listen to her advice, and planted it in a pit. At that time, she did not want to cry, and could only listen to the system's announcement that the mission had failed.

Better to take the initiative now.

People are more willing to believe the "truth" that they have inadvertently discovered. She just wanted to make Lu Mufan misunderstand and then let him know that "the calendar was entangled with her" and not what had happened between them.

Sitting on the sofa, Cen Simiao said that after divorce, she lowered her head and twitched gently. Lu Mufan stood in front of her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

His throat moved, and he sat on the sofa next to him, loosening his tie: "You want it?"

Cen Simiao cried with cry: "Yes."

Lu Mufan chuckled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, and his brows frowned. He knew Cen Simiao had been wronged, and because of Lu's remarks yesterday, she mistakenly thought he wanted to get rid of her.

Cen Simiao was drunk last night and said she wanted to divorce. He didn't expect to hear it again today, but she was still sober.

Lu Mufan took out his mobile phone, called Lu Yu over it, then turned on the speaker and placed it on the coffee table. Lu's anxious explanation sounded in the living room.

Lu Mufan stared at Cen Simao. The gentle eyes had become deeper now: "Is things clear, are you still angry?"

Cen Simiao looked up. She was wearing a nightdress in the air-conditioned living room. She was a bit thin and could not help hugging her arms. The chest grew fuller.

Lu Mufan's eyes narrowed, and then he took a deep look, covered her with her coat, and ran her fingertips across her skin, feeling very good. Cen Simiao frowned and took the jacket aside, her eyes circled red, and she was bullied: "Yes."

Crisp and raw, her voice has always been coquettish, and now she is crying and angry.

Lu Mufan's heart image was rubbed a bit, and suddenly became very soft, but she couldn't see her crying. He was shocked by the sudden emotion, and frowned unconsciously.

When Cen Simiao's eyes moved, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and then her face became sad: "You saw me and the guard at the door that day, and you didn't believe me."

Lu Mufan was guilty for a moment, don't overdo it, I don't know where to look. Cen Simiao is still crying, especially sad. His lips moved, and his voice was a little uncomfortable: "My neighbor's wife told me when I came back. But how did you want me to believe it? Everyone ..."

Cen Simiao tightened her clothes and was very calm: "When you are a normal married couple, you will first ask your wife what happened. But you have already identified me as derailed."

Lu Mufan frowned.

She tightened her jaw and continued: "Because our marriage is forced together, even if I show love to you these days, you won't believe it. So you think it's normal for me to derail."

She had a sharp look: "Why don't we get divorced?"

Lu Mufan was asked for a while, speechless for a long time, he looked at Cen Simiao's eyes and started to feel a little confused.

The living room was quiet, and neither of them spoke again, and they could hear each other's breathing.

Lu Mufan's heart was dull, and the irritability that had finally been suppressed just now began to stir his nerves, and his face remained gentle and disappeared.

Cen Simiao glanced at him, and pursed her lips, which was exactly what she thought. Even if Lu Mufan had a heartbeat on her, she didn't think it could be true love.

He struggled to get his thoughts back and said: "Divorce is not good for you and me. It is a troublesome thing. If I can live well ..."

Suddenly, she leaned over to Lu Mufan, her crying was gone, and all she was left was, "Do you love me?"

Lu Mufan could see Cen Simiao, who was almost resting on his chest, as soon as he lowered his eyes. He raised his chin and turned his head away. Struggling between his brows, he clenched his fists.

Cen Simiao looked up at him for a while, and suddenly sneered, the sad expression was gone. Lu Mufan left from him, feeling the warmth in his chest disappeared, turned his head to see Cen Simiao's figure standing up, turned and barefoot Go upstairs.

When she reached the middle of the stairs, she looked at Lu Mufan: "Draft the agreement as soon as possible, I can wait to sign it."

Then went upstairs, Cen Simiao could not see the nostalgia for Lu Mufan, and she even became aloof for a moment.

Lu Mufan stared at her back until he heard the door closing. He unbuttoned his neckline, but his heart was still very stuffy and uncomfortable.

Cen Simiao in the room rubbed her neck and rolled in bed, she was finally relieved. If you want to attack Lu Mufan, you must first blur the marriage relationship, and then make him realize how important the name of the couple is.

Cen Simiao told Lu Mufan that her house is now lived in, fearing that her parents would know it and cause trouble. In addition, the house you are looking for has not completed the formalities, so you will not move out.

When Lu Mufan heard her say she was moving out, her face was somber and she said, "Is it necessary to wait so?"

She didn't say a word.

For several days, Cen Simiao tried to avoid talking to Lu Mufan, and stayed in the room almost all the time. Lu Mufan wasn't going anywhere, and never sought her out.

The relationship between the two was almost back to freezing.

Cen Simiao occasionally watched TV in the living room. Sometimes when she came back from Lu Mufan, she subconsciously looked at the door. The eyes of the two people collided, and she bowed her head uncomfortably.

Lu Mufan didn't care, stared at her for a moment, then went upstairs.

The place is so small in the home, two people will inevitably meet, but each time Lu Mufan is particularly calm, can not see the difference from the original, except that she no longer cares about her.

Cen Simiao suspected that she had taken off.

Aunt Qian began to come home frequently to clean the house and cook. Cen Simiao in the bedroom was drowsy, and cleaning had begun outside. She was awakened by a light voice, grabbed her hair, and yawned.

She played games until midnight last night.

Cen Simiao felt a little thirsty. She got up from the bed and opened the bedroom door. Aunt Qian was holding a rag to wipe a floor not far from her door. She was very serious.

Cen Simiao rubbed her forehead and greeted him with sleepiness. Aunt Qian couldn't even lift her head and rubbed it hard. After Cen Simiao looked at it, she asked her not to fight so hard. The floor was used to step on it.

But Aunt Qian sighed, saying that Lu Mufan got up in the morning these two days and had been standing still in this place. He had to stop for about five minutes each time.

Aunt Qian felt that the floor had not been cleaned, and Lu Mufan was embarrassed to say it.

After listening, Cen Simiao glanced at the door of her bedroom and squinted.

In the evening, Cen Simiao was not in the room, sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching TV, glancing at the door from time to time. Lu Mufan came back on time, came in, heard the sound of the TV, and frowned.

He glanced at Cen Simiao, and then regained his gaze, and was about to turn back to the house, but the phone rang. He stopped answering the phone, not far from Cen Simiao.

"It's not working time. I'm not interested in talking to you about business."

I do n’t know what to say on the phone. Lu Mufan's voice became a little impatient. Cen Simiao glanced, and he frowned. "

Cen Simiao raised her ears.

Lu Mufan said again, "Miss Yang, please ..."

There seemed to have interrupted him, Lu Mufan frowned deeper and deeper, and finally frowned: "Yang Mu, you can stop it."

He cut off the phone with an ugly expression.

Cen Simiao's eyes widened, and Yang Mu was the woman who fell in love with Lu Mufan, but she did not expect that they actually knew each other because of the company's affairs.

The Wei Li asked Yang Mu to persuade him to cooperate, and then something happened.

Cen Simiao lowered her eyes and thoughts a lot. When she raised her eyes again, Lu Mufan had turned around and was looking at her. Both of them stunned for a moment and did not speak.

The next day, Cen Simiao got up early, put on her makeup, changed her beautiful clothes, and picked up the bag and came out of the bedroom. She hurried downstairs. Lu Mufan was having breakfast. When she saw her, she pursed her lips and took the milk glass.

Cen Simao didn't see it and went straight to the door.

Lu Mufan took the cup back and put it on the table, swallowed the sandwich in his mouth, held the milk glass, stopped after half drinking, and held the cup tightly.

His eyes were gloomy, and he dropped the cup on the ground.