Chapter 92 The Sound of the Door Opening

Mu Jia thought for a while and nodded slowly.

Soon, she finished the hot drink in the cup, and Cheng Yu'an stood up. "Let's go. I'll take you home."

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Mu Jia didn't refuse and got into the car quickly.

The car was driving smoothly on the main road. Only then did Mu Jia realize how far the taxi had deviated from its destination.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Mu Jia saw familiar scenery, and the buildings near the Financial Street appeared in front of him one after another.

"arrive."

The car stopped in front of the apartment building and two people got out one after another.

Cheng Yu'an walked behind Mu Jia and stopped at the entrance of the apartment building. "You're tired today, so I won't go up. Go back and have a good sleep. Don't think about anything."

"good."

Mu Jia nodded.

This was the first time the two of them had gotten along so peacefully since he got married.

I have to say that Cheng Yu'an has always been a considerate person.

Just like at this moment, he didn't ask anything, nor did he say much, but instead handled everything for her silently.

Mu Jia said goodbye to Cheng Yu'an and went upstairs.

Before going to bed, Mu Jia looked at his phone again.

No calls, no messages.

Song Mingxi, who is usually talkative, is unusually quiet in his profile picture.

Mu Jia leaned against the soft pillow, holding a doll in his arms, looking at the little rabbit that slipped in through the crack of the bedroom door, "Do you miss your dad too?"

Mu Jia placed his hand on Xie Siyan's portrait, hesitated for a long time, deleted and deleted things in the chat box, and finally left a sentence "Are you busy?", and deleted it again when he pressed the release button.

She put her phone under her pillow and closed her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, it was midsummer and June, and the weather was unbearably hot.

Inside the Bank of China International office building, He Chen came out of the conference room and blocked Mu Jia's way. "She's married, isn't she?"

Mu Jia looked at him.

Colleagues passed by the corridor from time to time, so she simply said, "Yes, we just had a wedding banquet two days ago."

He Chen's grip tightened noticeably.

He subconsciously grabbed her arm and asked, "That man...are you good to him?"

Mu Jia took a step back, his eyes cold, "This is not something you need to worry about right now, right?"

He Chen let go dejectedly, his eyes a little dazed. While he was in a daze, Mu Jia turned around and hurried into the office.

When she got off work, she received a call from Song Mingxi.

"Bai Yirou's child is going to have a full moon banquet... What do you think I should give her?"

Mu Jia was stunned.

Suddenly she realized that she was married to Zhou Xu, and from now on she would have to socialize with his circle of friends...

Mu Jia came back to her senses and offered her advice from her own perspective, "Just give something useful to the child. Oh, if the Zhou family has had such an event before, you can look at the previous gift lists."

Song Mingxi hummed and asked, "Jia Jia, how have you been lately?"

Mu Jia chatted with her, "I'm a little busy at work."

Song Mingxi hesitated, as if she had something to say but couldn't. After a long silence, she gave up and just said, "I'll come find you in a couple of days."

Mu Jia was completely unaware.

"good."

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Cheng Yu'an came out of the police station, took out his cell phone, and before he could make a call, his eyes suddenly caught sight of two people.

Not far away, Xie Ling got out of a car.

The butler got out of the car and opened the back door for her, then quickly retreated behind the hostess and stood aside waiting.

"Brother Yu'an."

Xie Ling walked towards him, his expression pale. "Have you been...contacting her recently?"

Cheng Yuan was holding a document taken from the police station, which contained the identity information of the suspect.

The taxi driver was indeed not innocent, a repeat offender. He had been investigated before for a minor dispute with a female passenger, and he had finally gotten away with it, but this time he was caught on surveillance again...

In addition to his failed attempt on Mu Jia that day, he also harassed a female passenger earlier.

Now the female passenger has expressed her willingness to come forward to testify and has been identifying him.

Cheng Yuan clenched the documents in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xie Ling's expression suddenly turned ugly because of this sentence.

"Are you really going to divorce me?" Her voice was filled with cautious temptation. It wasn't sadness, but rather the panic and helplessness of being abandoned.

"yes."

Cheng Yu'an didn't even look up. He flipped through the documents in his hand and spoke calmly, as if discussing daily trivialities. "You know why I entered your hotel room that night."

Xie Ling's face turned pale in an instant.

"Although I don't know if it's Si Yan or someone else..."

Cheng Yu'an raised his head and stated calmly, "But it doesn't matter anymore. Once the divorce process is completed, this experience will come to an end and all grudges will be wiped out."

"Brother Yu'an," Xie Ling couldn't help but rush over and hold his arm. "Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

Cheng Yu'an is soft-hearted after all.

His eyes slid across her cheek and he opened his lips, "You know, it's just brother to sister."

He simply made his words clearer, "Xie Ling, from the first time I met you, I was particularly caring for you because of my relationship with Si Yan. This might be because something happened to me, which caused your misunderstanding. But I really don't have any romantic feelings for you..."

"After marriage, I also tried to persuade myself, but sometimes love is like this, you can't force it."

"I think, instead of wasting each other's time, we should let each other go. I don't want to keep you waiting any longer."

Xie Ling stared at his face for a long time, biting her lip, and finally nodded.

"Okay," she said, her thin figure looking as if it would melt away in the sun, "I understand."

The butler opened the back door again.

Xie Ling quietly got into the car and said, "Let's go back to the villa in the city center."

Three days later, Xie Ling moved from their wedding house to a top-floor apartment in Beijing's CBD.

She told her family that she was planning to set up a new dance studio.

Xie's mother also praised her with satisfaction for finally having a sense of career and said she would definitely achieve something.

Only she herself knows that the wedding albums in the cloakroom that she had carefully taken will soon become evidence of the shameful past that no one wants to mention.

Xie Ling calmly moved out of the villa. The apartment was originally registered under Chen Fu Ji's name, but was later transferred to her.

He purchased it after he made his first fortune doing business with Xie Siyan.

When Xie Ling came back suddenly, he found that everything in the apartment was kept clean and tidy, and it didn't feel like it had been uninhabited for a long time. He wondered if someone had been arranged to come and clean the apartment regularly.

She put her summer clothes in the closet and lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

The location of the apartment is good.

Downstairs is a brightly lit commercial district. When you open the window, you can see the hustle and bustle of traffic. It is different from their wedding room. If that villa is quiet in the midst of noise, this place feels like being in the bustling city.

Xie Ling fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door opening outside.