After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 225

Shiyang took a taxi home alone.

It was already dark, and it was the busiest and busiest time on the road.

Under the neon lights, there is a bustle of traffic everywhere.

It has rained slightly in the sky, not much, dripping, a little cool about to enter autumn.

Shi Yang sat in the taxi, his head against the window, watching the rain dripping outside the window.

The windows were closed tightly, and the rain slid down the windows, meandering into water marks, shattered and invisible.

Shi Yang's mood was like the night outside the window, dark and gloomy, and was heavily pressed by unknown emotions.

"Fang Wanqing is not Fu Jingchuan's own mother's business, you won't and don't know, right?"

Tang Shaoyu's surprised look kept echoing in his mind.

She thought that she and Fu Jingchuan had been divorced for two years, and she would no longer care about these pasts, but when these pasts were mentioned, she still felt a little sad and uncomfortable.

Shi Yang remembered a wedding she attended many years ago.

The man's mother also died when he was young, and his father had remarried, but after the wedding, he specially took his new wife to worship his mother, and said to his mother with great care: "Mom, this is your daughter-in-law Li Yunyun, we are married today, we are very happy, you can rest assured." "

She happened to be there.

She still remembers the pride and regret in the groom's eyes when he solemnly introduced his wife to his mother, proud to find a wife he loved, and regretting that his mother had not been able to see him marry and have children.

Shiyang was poked by this scene at that time.

She didn't expect the same thing to happen to her, but it was just a different result.

This is probably the difference between loving and not loving.

Perhaps in Fu Jingchuan's heart, Shen Yu was the daughter-in-law who was qualified to bring to his mother.

She is just a responsibility that the two of them have to bear under the influence of alcohol.

Although she had already understood it, when this naked fact was torn apart again, Shi Yang found that she still couldn't be indifferent.

She has never hated Fu Jingchuan, and she has never regretted meeting him.

But today, Shiyang felt that she hated it a little.

He should have told her from the beginning that he was just looking for Shen Yu's shadow in her.

If he had told her the truth in his junior year of high school, she would not have missed the warmth he brought her when she was seventeen, would not have thought about him and liked him again, and would not have indulged herself in a one-night stand with him in the reunion many years later, nor would she have had so many disturbances later.

She couldn't even help but think how good it would be if she had never met Fu Jingchuan.

The rain was still dripping down, getting bigger and bigger, blurring the entire window and blurring the night scene outside the window, like a defocused neon sign looming in the mist.

Shi Yang opened the window.

The rain fell and fell on the slightly damp face, cold and cold.

The driver's uncle glanced sideways at her slightly: "Beauty, it's raining outside, don't get wet."

"I'm fine, thank you big brother."

Shi Yang thanked him softly, and the person moved closer to the window, preventing rain from drifting into the car and wetting the saddle.

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when the taxi stopped at the entrance of the complex, the rain outside was also less.

Shi Yang did not bring an umbrella, walked directly into the rain curtain, and when he returned home, his hair had been wet for most of the time, especially his bangs, and he was all glued into a piece of wetness.

As soon as she pushed the door open, Lin Shanshan frowned and looked at her: "Why is it so wet?" Didn't bring an umbrella?

"Well, I forgot to bring it."

Shi Yang lowered his head and replied softly, hiding his abnormality by sorting out his wet clothes.

"I'll go take a shower first." Shi Yang whispered.

"Go ahead, go ahead, don't catch a cold."

Lin Shanshan said as she pushed her to the bathroom.

Little Hitomi was stacking blocks in her play area, and when she saw it, she came in and happily shouted at her: "Mom."

Shi Yang had to look up and smile at her.

The little girl's mind was sensitive, and at a glance, she saw Shi Yang's slightly red eyes, and the movements in her hands slowly stopped.

"Mom?"

The soft little milk voice also turned into a sluggish apprehension.