The phone rang out inappropriately. Tang Junhao picked up his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, and looked at Xia Paner in a strange way. He hesitated a little, stood up and walked out the door.

The sound of the door gently pressing the door made the thin slit in Xia Paner's heart unable to be sewn again.

As soon as she looked at the look, she guessed that it was Ouyang Wan's phone call.

He loved Ouyang Wan, not her. She chuckled and finally woke up from the illusion!

A thin and yin sadness like smoke floats up in the heart lake, slowly becoming thicker and thicker, until the pain spreads and branches are lush.

She understood the reason for his slightly tenderness and a moment of gentleness: her belly is pregnant with the child of the eldest son of the Tang family, and she can pass on the family line for him, and she can only establish his status in the Tang family.

Just like when he married her, it was for the property and presidential status of "Hongda Electronics", it did not mean the crystallization and sublimation of love.

He loves another gorgeous woman, Ouyang Wan, and a luxurious and luxurious wedding ceremony for him and her is about to be held.

She Xia Pan'er is just a passerby in his life, just a target of his revenge, just his ex-wife, that's it...

She heard her heart petals falling heavily on the ground, panting and crying!

After a moment, Tang Junhao walked in, saw her pale face, and asked with concern: "Pan'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xia Paner shook his head indifferently.

"You must not make any mistakes, Wang'er!" Tang Junhao reminded him nervously and immediately took out his cell phone, "I'll ask for leave from personnel!"

Xia Paner immediately stopped him: "No, Tang Junhao, nothing, really nothing!"

Tang Junhao stared at her in surprise. The quiet and elegant smile just now, and the gentle and gentle eyes were gone, replaced by indifference and frost.

I realized that she had misunderstood him again, and he could not let her misunderstand it any more. It was a torment for him. He hurriedly explained: "Pan'er, it's not Ouyang Wan's phone number, it's my wife Cixi's phone number."

"Is that so? Is it important for their phone number?" Xia Pan'er lay softly into the office rattan chair, whispering powerlessly and heartbrokenly.

Yes, no one's phone number is important anymore, the ending is the same, she finally understands.

He stepped forward, squatted down, holding her beautiful face as if she was panting, holding the fragile crystal. The light in his eyes surged, with heat and heartache: "Whose phone number is not important, but your reaction is very important to me!"

The anxiety and helplessness in the voice were obvious.
Chapter completed!