The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 329 Or, We Divorce

In the past, whenever someone mentioned Meng Baizhi, Mo Chiwei would change his face.

Because of this, few people mentioned it in front of him.

But now, Ye Weiya boldly mentioned that he didn't have a bad face either, but was as indifferent and deep as ever, "I'm looking for her."

A flash of joy flashed in Ye Weiya's pupils. Although she liked Brother Mo, if Sister Meng appeared, she would still part with her and bless them.

After all, in her heart, only a woman like sister Meng is worthy of him.

As for Tang Xinyan, heh, she's just an actor who can't make it to the stage.

"That's great. After you find Sister Meng, you must tell me as soon as possible. She has been missing for several years. I really miss her."

Mo Chiwei gave a faint 'hmm'.

Before Ye Weiya left the office, she took a thoughtful look at Mo Chiwei.

When it comes to Sister Meng, his face is neither unhappy nor sad, which really makes it hard to see what is going on in his heart.

With his relationship with Sister Meng for so many years, he shouldn't really forget her and fall in love with Tang Xinyan, right?

Not long after Ye Weiya left the office, Mo Chiwei received a text message from Tang Xinyan.

She asked him to meet at a Chinese restaurant.

……

Tang Xinyan already had a decision in her heart.

Before the miscarriage, she signed a divorce agreement with Mo Chiwei.

Tonight was the first time she took the initiative to ask him out, and it was also the last time she asked him out.

The marriage of the two will soon come to an end.

Thinking of this, her heart tightened suddenly, as if being seized by someone's force, the pain made her breathless.

She dressed up before going to the restaurant.

She put on makeup, wore a Hepburn-style black skirt, her long curly hair fell over her shoulders, and she wore high heels. She had a temperament between a girl and a woman, slim and pretty.

Gu Ranran drove her to the restaurant, before getting off the car, let her think it over before talking to Mo Chiwei, don't be too impulsive.

Tang Xinyan didn't think she was impulsive, she was reluctant to give up this marriage, but she really had no face to be with Mo Chiwei anymore.

She can't even look down on herself, so what right does she have to hinder Mo Chiwei from finding his happiness?
Walking to the box she had booked, she pushed open the door.

After seeing the tall and straight figure standing in front of the window, she froze.

She came here 10 minutes earlier on purpose, why is he earlier than her?
He took off his coat and was wearing a black shirt and black trousers. He looked cold, with a cigarette between his fingertips, silent and careless.

From her point of view, she can only see his side face, which is handsome, exquisite, and noble, like a banished fairy, without any flaws.

Tang Xinyan's nose was sore.

He didn't know what he was thinking, after she came in, he didn't turn around, he still stood there quietly.

Tang Xinyan withdrew her gaze and looked at the round table full of dishes, which were basically her favorite food. Her eyes were red, and the warm liquid seemed to be slipping out of it.

The man who was as motionless as a sculpture finally turned around and looked at her.

His gaze was as cold as a sharp sword, as if he wanted to split her in half.

Tang Xinyan met his cold gaze, trying to restrain the surging emotions in her heart, "Eat first, I have something to talk to you after eating."

Mo Chiwei came over and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "What are you talking about?"

"Eat first."

Mo Chiwei sneered, "Do you think I have an appetite to eat?"

Tang Xinyan looked at his cold facial features, she didn't say anything, and took out a document directly from her bag.

(End of this chapter)