Lord Mo Knelt Down Again and Begged for Remarriage.

Ye Mo didn't expect that he, who had always been aloof, cold-blooded, paranoid, rich and handsome, would fall into the hands of a woman in this life, and he would be the kind of woman who couldn't extricate himself. "Luo Jiaojiao, don't think that just because you're married to me, you can do whatever you want to me." Ye Mo's voice was suppressed, sounding like a threat. Luo Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide and looked at him innocently: "Isn't it just that I bumped into you accidentally?" "You don't bump into so many people, but you bump into me?" Ye Mo didn't believe it. After three years of divorce, he had always been paranoid that Luo Jiaojiao still loved him. But when he saw a strange man appearing next to Luo Jiaojiao at the banquet, he was filled with jealousy and a sense of disappointment in his heart, which made him panic. "Luo Jiaojiao, you have three days to remarry me!" Finally, Ye Mo lowered his head, but unexpectedly, Luo Jiaojiao was wearing headphones at this moment. "What did you say?" Luo Jiaojiao's face was full of questions. "Nothing, I'm just asking you when you have time, let's go and get married." After Ye Mo said that, he took all the documents and even brought a love card, a child who had just turned three years old.