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

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Thinking of the latter, his complexion was heavy.

Exiting WeChat, he clicked on another communication tool Q. At a glance, she was offline. Then back to WeChat. He clicked on the chat interface.

The slender fingers clicked on the phone a few times and lost a few words, but they were deleted immediately, and then another few words were entered, but they were also deleted.

In the end, he just made a "Happy New Year" look. It's like the expression of group hair.

There was a reply on the interface soon, the content was:

——The other party has turned on good authentication. You are not the other party's friend yet, please send a friend authentication request first, and you can chat after passing the authentication.

boom……

He just felt that his head was drooped severely, and there was a sourness in his eyes.

She deleted him.

His face had even deleted him.

Does she hate him that much?

At this moment, the heart had formed a layer of ice and snow, so cold that his chest was cold.

It seems that she really can't accept such a treatment.

Mo Yixuan opened a text message. Send WeChat, you can always send SMS.

"Add my WeChat back, immediately!"

After sending an imperative message, he stared at the screen with his eyes shut, waiting for the verification of his friend with a friend, but unfortunately he did not even receive the report that the text message was sent successfully.

His text message was not sent, or the other party used a software setting to reject it.

what happened!

The fingers of Mo Yixuan holding the mobile phone glowed terrible blue and white, and it seemed to be crushing this thing.

Looking at the phone screen again, he did not hesitate to call her.

beep……

The phone rang and a prompt came:

"Hello, the number you dialed is on a call, please call again later!"

He dialed again in two minutes.

Still the sentence:

"Hello, the number you dialed is on a call, please call again later!"

She hacked his phone number!

He finally had to admit it.

She hated him so much that he blacked out all his contact methods.

He just wanted to know how she was doing.

"Wu Xiaomin!" Suddenly he shouted at the servant downstairs.

Wu Xiaomin was terrified by the voice, and almost collapsed his legs to the door.

"Sir ..." She lowered her head as if she felt like she had done something wrong.

"Give me your phone."

Mo Yixuan approached her, reached out and took out the mobile phone in her hand, a pink phone of a little girl.

"Lose the password ..." he said coldly, in a commanding tone.

Wu Xiaomin immediately lost a few numbers, his legs were softer, and his forehead was sweating. Today's gentleman is so scary.

Mo Yixuan found the WeChat client and clicked to find He Xiyan's picture. Then she opened her circle of friends.

At first glance, there was only one update in it, and it was released on the afternoon of December 31.

She took a picture of the snow scene, in which she walked on the snow.

That is, yesterday, on the fifth day after their divorce, she posted such a news, but she did not have hundreds of news before. She's all deleted.

She deleted all the records about their lives together.

The eyes became sour at this moment, and gradually there was a layer of tears. He looked at the photos on the screen, a pair of women's footprints, not big, even as small as a child's footprint.

This woman who has been with her for four years is really gone.

Looking up, she looked at Wu Xiaomin at the door.

Wu Xiaomin is still innocent at this moment, for fear of being blamed.

Mo Yixuan threw the small pink phone in his hands to Wu Xiaomin, then pulled out his wallet from his coat, and pulled out a pile of money from it and put it on the coffee table.

"I want your WeChat. You will now send your account number and password to my mobile phone. In addition, you go to the card to get a new WeChat. I will delete all your friends in this number." He Xiyan. He commanded as if ordering his own staff.

Turning around, he left the living room, leaving Wu Xiaomin with a staggered face.