Chapter 1345

Just then, the door of the room opened. A smooth and clean suit has been replaced by

square, with a light makeup on the face, and a reddish blush, which is still redder than peach blossoms.

Long eyelashes flicker, like a fairy with wings.

A black professional women's clothing, let her whole person look clean and neat, without any drag.

There is no decadence to divorce.

It's more like being reborn.

Mr. Wei wants to laugh. Really, it's the first time that he meets an artist. When he gets divorced, he can still have such a good attitude.

Most people pretend to be strong, but deep down they're broken.

A square is not a circle.

She is strong from the inside to the outside, just like a solid wall, there is nothing to knock down.

"Let's go."

Mrs. smile, and did not change into a professional suit, give a sense of domineering.

On the contrary, it makes people feel more intimate.

I have to say that this choice is correct.

Too gorgeous clothes will make people feel boastful.

Also too simple daily wind, and people will feel that this person's state is not right.

At this time, choosing conservative professional clothes is a good choice.

Mr. Wei nodded. No wonder Su Yan had been telling him before that if he had the chance, he must bring Fang Yuan under his command.

This woman does have something in her way.

It's not surprising to behave.

It's like having a plan.

Fang Yuan didn't notice Mr. Wei's appreciative eyes. Her eyes fell on Xiaobao. She gently pinched Xiaobao's cheek and said, "Mom's out. You're good at home. Do you hear me?"

Her voice is very gentle and patient. She is full of maternal brilliance.

Xiao Bao couldn't understand what his mother said, so he held out his hand to hold her.

With a smile, Fang Yuan picked up Xiaobao and went downstairs: "Mom, just hold you. It's a long way to go. You have to go by yourself."

Then he went downstairs with Xiaobao in his arms.

Xiaobao cleverly shrank in Fangyuan's arms and looked at his mother with big eyes open.

One hand, hold the palm of Fangyuan tightly.

Downstairs, Fang Yuan gave the baby to the nanny, bowed his head, kissed Xiaobao's forehead and said, "Mom's gone."

Then he turned and left.

Xiaobao didn't know what was going on behind him. He suddenly cried loudly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Fang Yuan looks at Xiaobao in surprise.

When going out, Xiao Bao is very good. How could he cry so fiercely today.

Housekeeper, look at Xiaobao.

A little child, but desperately kicking, to the direction of the square hand.

He is babbling, there is no way to express his inner thoughts.

The housekeeper took Xiaobao from the nanny's hand, went to Fangyuan, and solemnly put the child in Fangyuan's hand: "madam, Xiaobao needs you."

This family needs you, too.

Fang Yuan hugged Xiaobao and showed a sincere smile on his face: "I know Xiaobao also needs a father."

She will bring Mo Jincheng back.

The housekeeper suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Xiaobao also needs a father. Do you want to leave your husband?

That gentleman is really poor.

Madam No

Fang Yuan took Xiaobao from the housekeeper, gently poked his cheek, took two steps with the child, and said with a smile, "didn't you agree? Mom brought it back for you, Dad. Man, be brave. "

Fang Yuan's voice was so low that neither the housekeeper nor the others could hear what she was saying.

Just see her turn around, the arms of Xiaobao no longer cry.

Wet eyes looking at the square, a pathetic look.

But when Fang Yuan put him in the hand of the housekeeper, the child didn't cry again.

It's looking at the square.

Fang Yuan smiles and pinches Xiaobao's cheek: "I'm gone."

Then he turned and left.

Mr. Wei quickly followed.

The housekeeper looks at the already clever little treasure in his arms. He has to say that his wife is really It's very suitable for young master.

Fang Yuan and Mr. Wei went to the door, and soon a large group of reporters came up, surrounded them and asked questions.

"Miss Fang, do you admit that you cheated on the Internet?"

"What do you think of Mr. Mo's spending the night at Zhou peipeipei's house last night?"

"Is today's press conference about your divorce?"“……”

Fang Yuan did not avoid these people's questions.

It's walking straight through the spotlight.

She didn't do anything bad, so she didn't have to bow her head like a street mouse.

However, Mr. Wei is well prepared, and his bodyguards go all out to open up a road.

Fang Yuan got on the bus smoothly.

Mr. Wei followed Fang Yuan and said with a smile at the moment when he was about to get on the bus: "ladies and gentlemen, it's very sultry at noon today. If you want an answer, you'd better go to the meeting hall."

Then he turned and got on the bus.

Fang Yuan looked at Mr. Wei who had already pulled the door, and said with a smile, "is public relations as easy to talk as you are now?"

Mr. Wei looked at Fang Yuan with a gentle smile: "what do you mean, madam?"

"I thought you would just throw them out."

She was joking and in a good mood.

Mr. Wei turned his head strangely, turned his eyes a few times, and said with a smile, "there is a sentence I don't know whether to ask?"

Fang Yuan turned to look into Mr. Wei's eyes, and his smile rippled from the bottom of his eyes: "say it."

"How does Madame keep such a good mood at this time?"

Now, on the Internet, it's shameless to scold people.

If it wasn't for people with super good mentality, Mr. Wei really didn't know how Fang Yuan adhered to this step.

Moreover, it has no effect at all.

It's as if it happened to someone else.

How on earth is this done.

Fang Yuan said with a slow smile: "at the beginning, I will be angry, and I will feel that why should I bear all this..."

Fang Yuan looked at the window, and his smile became bigger and bigger: "but how can people live comfortably in this world all the time? If you are comfortable all the time, it means that you are regressing all the time, because only climbing up is a painful process."

All of a sudden, her eyes were frozen.

The car moved forward slowly.

Behind the trees, there is a familiar figure passing by.

When Fang Yuan looked around again, he saw nothing.

It's like a bubble, a phantom, in the hot sun, nothing.