The Ex-wife is Back: Please Let Me Go

1Chu Jiaxuan felt terrible. But the feeling this person gave her was so familiar and so real.    1

    

Pei Nanjue looked at the woman in his arms. His eyes were filled with pain. Yes, this person was Pei Nanjue. He was not dead. Everything that happened before was just designed to lie to Gong Junchi.    

    

However, he did not expect Chu Jiaxuan to join forces with Gong Junchi to kill him. That was why he hated him and decided not to see him. He wanted her to think that he was dead. From now on, the two of them did not owe each other anything.    

    

But he did not expect Chu Jiaxuan to actually support his company with one hand and hold on until now. He could not bear it. This woman clearly hurt him so much, but he still could not stop wanting to see her.    

    

He was really crazy. There had never been anyone. Chu Jiaxuan, she was really an accident in his life.    

    

Originally, he planned to not see her for the rest of his life, but when he knew that she was celebrating at this entertainment venue, he could not help but come.    

    

"Chu Jiaxuan, is it possible for every man to treat you like this?" Pei Nanjue's voice pierced through Chu Jiaxuan's ears, carrying a hint of anger.    

    

Chu Jiaxuan shook her head. She wanted to open her mouth to explain, but the words were stuck in her throat. She could not say a word.    

    

Pei Nanjue looked at Chu Jiaxuan, his eyes filled with hatred. When he thought of her working together with Gong Junchi to deal with him, his heart was filled with hatred.    

    

This woman was not worthy of sympathy!    

    

"This is what you owe me..." Pei Nanjue kept murmuring. Looking at the flirtatious expression on the woman's face, his heart was in pain.    

    

"Pei Nanjue..." Chu Jiaxuan opened her mouth but her eyes were tightly shut.    

    

Pei Nanjue's body stiffened when he heard Chu Jiaxuan's words. A complicated expression rolled in his eyes. The aura on his body turned cold inch by inch.    

    

The elevator seemed to have stopped. The door was tightly shut. It did not open or move. The temperature inside was getting higher and higher.    

    

Finally, the man let go of the woman in his arms and made her fall to the ground. He slowly tidied his clothes. His every move was elegant.    

    

Chu Jiaxuan fell to the ground and raised her head with great effort. Her eyes were fixed on the man in front of her but the shadows of the man kept overlapping one, two, three and she still could not see clearly.    

    

She only knew that the man's cold aura covered her from head to toe. She only felt her heart and body turn cold.    

    

That familiar feeling. That painful feeling... Ever since this man appeared, all the familiar feelings were emitted from her face.    

    

After Pei Nanjue tidied up his clothes, he looked down at Chu Jiaxuan. Looking at her unfocused eyes, his thin lips curled up and his eyes were cold.    

    

"Is Pei Nanjue you?" Chu Jiaxuan's clear voice echoed in the elevator. At this moment, her body was full of sadness. She felt that the person in front of her was Pei Nanjue, but it was not like he was. Pei Nanjue would not be so cold to her. This man gave her an overwhelming coldness that went into her bones.    

    

The man's hand that was hanging by his side was tightly clenched. The coldness in his eyes sunk inch by inch. His thin lips parted slightly. "So you still remember me. I thought you had forgotten this name a long time ago."    

    

Chu Jiaxuan smiled bitterly. Men's words were like cold blades that entered her heart. She also wanted to forget, but she could not.