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

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"Hello, Mr. Mo ..." A polite voice from a female teacher came from the phone.

Mo Yixuan asked with some doubt: "Ms. Yuan, I want to ask, the friend circle you posted three hours ago, who is the fourth **** the left hand side in that photo?"

"The fourth on the left?" The voice on the phone was a little confused.

"Yes, the fourth on the left." Mo Yixuan affirmed.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Time passed by, one minute and one second, Mo Yixuan was walking around in this luxurious room, it seemed that he had forgotten that there was a girl staring at her in bed.

He frowned, his eyes filled with doubt, and of course the inexplicable expectation. Teacher Yuan was a teacher who gave Yuanyuan a painting lesson. She didn't expect that in the photos she sent out, there would be a girl who grew so much like his ex-wife.

After about 10 seconds, the sound came again from the phone:

"Mr. Mo, the fourth **** your left should be a teacher from another school. I'm sorry, I don't know her."

"You don't know?" Mo Yixuan was surprised.

"Yes, I really don't know. The teachers who come to this training come from all over the country. I don't know many." On the phone, teacher Yuan Lin said sorry.

"So please ask other teachers or the organizer of your event. I want to know about the fourth teacher on the left-hand side of your photo." Mo Yixuan said excitedly.

He didn't know what happened. He knew she had died and was gone, but when he saw a woman growing up like her, he would want to know the situation of the other person.

"Okay, I'll help you find out, but it's too late now, most people should rest, and I may have to reply to you tomorrow."

Mo Yixuan: "Trouble you, Teacher Yuan. I'll invite you to dinner another day."

The other party: "Thank you!"

The phone hung up.

The room was suddenly quiet with only the sound of breathing.

Yin Huimei was still sitting on the bed, at this time she looked at Mo Yixuan with a shocked and doubtful look.

She couldn't hear everything on the phone, but she knew the man wanted a teacher to look up a girl in the photo.

Girl?

When the word flashed from her mind, Yin Huimei was not good all over, but what made her feel worse was that she was shocked to find that the man in front of her had even stripped off the nightgown and was wearing him Clothes, shirts, trousers, coats ... put on one by one.

"Mr. Mo, where are you going?"

Yin Huimei was in a hurry, quickly got out of bed, couldn't care about wearing shoes, and took Mo Yixuan's hand.

They have all come to the hotel to stay. Where is he going so late?

Did he leave her here alone.

Mo Yixuan frowned, his eyes impatient.

"I still have something, and I'll contact you another day." After that, he pulled the woman away and held his hand.

"But it's too late." Yin Huimei stood unwillingly in front of Mo Yixuan, also blocking his footsteps.

What the **** did he take her to open the room, but left halfway, what was it to leave her here alone?

"I said I have something. Can't you understand?" Mo Yixuan became even more impatient and his face became ugly. He reached out and pushed the woman directly beside him, and then opened the door of the guest room without hesitation. Go out.

Yin Huimei stayed there alone, pale.