Chapter 95: If You Must Take Care of It

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still people coming and going at the entrance of the hospital.

Mo Yixuan took He Xiyan to the parking lot on the right. There were few people here, only a few people came to pick up their cars.

He opened his car door.

"Get in the car!" After saying that, he pushed the woman to the passenger seat.

He Xiyan was really angry, her face turned green.

She was dragged along by him all the way, and she didn't know why he treated her in such a violent way like he had caught his cheating wife.

"That's enough!" She slammed the open car door, turned around, took two steps back and leaned against a black car next to her.

"Yixuan, what are you going to do?" She looked up at his scarlet eyes and asked in a loud voice.

He and Xia Yuwei have been married a long time ago, so why can't they let themselves live a stable life.

Mo Yixuan slightly closed his eyes, which were already red with anger and jealousy. Under the sunlight, his face looked extremely ugly, and his chest was burning with anger.

"Yan Yan, leave him." After a while, he finally expressed his thoughts.

He was at the door and saw everything. No one knew how much his heart ached when he saw her personally feeding that man, and when he saw them laughing and being intimate like a couple.

He Xiyan sighed and stroked her chest, trying to suppress the complicated emotions in her heart.

"Yixuan, we are divorced." She said solemnly, turning her face to the side. The word divorce was emphasized by her. She just wants him to recognize the fact that there is no relationship between them anymore.

Mo Yixuan's eyes darkened, and there was a thin layer of mist in his eyes.

The word divorce is like a knife that can cut his heart artery at any time.

He approached the woman he once knew, the woman he was most familiar with.

Her face, her body, her breath, everything about her was so familiar to him, but at this moment, it was so strange that it scared him.

Reaching out his hand, he habitually stroked the long hair beside her forehead.

"Leave Ye Hao, Yan Yan." His voice softened.

He Xiyan turned her head to the side. I also don’t want him to touch me like this.

"Yixuan, let me say it again, we are divorced, and it has been 10 months and 5 days since today. Your current wife is Xia Yuwei. As for whether I am with Ye Hao, that is not your business."

He Xiyan lowered her eyelids and lowered her voice, suppressing the entanglement and pain in her heart.

Mo Yixuan raised his eyebrows, the smile on his lips was bitter.

He turned her face and asked her to look at him.

"What if I have to take care of it?" He said firmly, reaching out and grabbing her shoulders, as if he wanted to dig his fingers into her flesh and blood.

He Xiyan could only smile helplessly.

Must it be taken care of?

She murmured what he said and stared at the man's face sadly. The face that was once so familiar and the person that I was so infatuated with, now I feel like I feel like I am from another world when I see it now.

"Okay!" When she smiled, she didn't know who she was laughing at. She actually raised her hand and landed on the man's handsome face, stroking his eyelashes and cheeks.

"Yixuan..." She whispered his name, her voice soft and full of temptation. "If you want to take care of me, that's fine. As long as you go back today, you will divorce Xia Yuwei and let her raise the children you have. Then you can marry me back, my ex-wife who is infertile, and hold a ceremony that will be better than your last time. I also want a grand wedding so you can take care of me."