It had been half a year since the divorce, but Xia Ling didn't expect that she would be in a big mess when her ambiguous photos with Xiao Xianrou were accidentally taken by the paparazzi. Not only was her reputation ruined, she lost several advertising endorsements, and she also had to pay a high amount of liquidated damages.
Xia Ling was not polite and directly picked up the phone.
"Ex-husband, I miss you."
Countless question marks quickly appeared on the other side.
It will then change to typing.
"Xia Ling, are you sick?"
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Xia Ling quickly sent a cute expression: "How about we get back together?"
"Get lost."
The other side responded immediately.
"You break up when you say you want to break up, and get back together when you want to get back together. Do you treat me like a dog that comes and goes when you call it?"
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"Who initiated the breakup at that time? Who didn't open the door for me in the middle of the night? Who has been surrounded by beautiful men since the divorce?"
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As long paragraphs of accusatory essays came to her, Xia Ling felt helpless.
"If you don't want to, there's nothing I can do about it. Today you go out and help me out, and I will pay you back in the future. We won't disturb each other from now on."
There was silence on the other side for a long time before a message was sent.
[Open the door. ]
[I believe you for the last time. ]
Intention: Even if we miss each other, we will stay together in the end.