The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

"Later, he owed more and more gambling debts, and was lost by calculation, and the Chu family was almost destroyed by him. He died." Qiao Huihe laughed, "This is what I want Married people, this is the retribution that they have not chosen to leave after knowing that he gambled. "

Qiao Huihe and the last two words, with the coldness of invading the bone marrow.

Shui Anluo knew that she hated the man she liked at first sight.

Therefore, when Shui Anluo knew Chu Cuiyi in the same way and promised to marry him, Qiao Huihe despised Shui Anluo and mocked his eyes for Suan Anluo.

From the beginning, she took Shui'anluo as her past self, the one who disgusted herself and even regretted it.

Shui Anluo felt that something had been wronged. What was the reason for being disgusted by Chu Cuiyi's grandma?

"But you are happier than me, because Mudwing is thousands of times stronger than that person." Qiao Huihe said, suddenly coughing violently: "Cough cough--"

"Dean." Shui Anluo hurriedly got up and patted her back. The other hand took warm water and reached it to her lips.

Qiao Huihe coughed, but blood slowly appeared in the water cup. Shui Anluo suddenly looked up, "Dean?"

Qiao Huihe reached out to hold Shui Anluo, who was going to be called, and said dumbly, "I know my own body. I don't need to call anyone, I'm tired, you go out first."

Shui Anluo helped Qiao Huihe who was going to lie down, but still couldn't let go. "Dean, you might as well do an inspection."

Qiao Huihe waved and signaled Shui Anluo to go out.

Shui Anluo looked down at the bloodshot of the water cup, with a lot of worry in his eyes, but had to leave because of Qiao Huihe's rejection.

Shui Anluo stepped out of the ward three times in a row, boasting in the heart of Qiao Huihe's past.

The door of the ward was closed gently. Shui Anluo looked from the window like Qiao Huihe who had slept, and the ache in her heart gradually began to ache.

Shui Anluo turned back with a sigh, and almost hit Mo Luyu, who just came. She hurled back, and leaned against the back door handle, and was hurt by the hit.

"Brother?" Shui Anluo whispered.

Mo Luyi just glanced at her and said, "Rest assured, I'm not here to find you."

This remark was ironic.

Shui Anluo's hands behind him clenched the handle of the door tightly, a flash of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then he looked up at Mo Luyu, "Dean Qiao is resting now and can't see you."

Mo Luxuan bowed her head and looked at her deeply, but did not leave.

Shui Anluo's slender fingers clasped the door handle for a while before he said, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

"If it was those who said, the past things would pass. I can only say that it is not necessary." Mo Luyu's voice was low, and he could never be cold to her.

The hallway windows were open, and the autumn wind was blowing in at this moment, with a slight coolness, through the skin, and then cold into the bones.

Shui Anluo slowly let go of the door handle, and gently put it in the pocket of his white coat.

She looked up, her eyes were already clear, and she slowly said, "I have no right to put a beak on the past, I just want to say something to my brother."

Shui Anluo said seriously that even though his foster mother wanted to stop him, Chu Chunyi wanted him to find an answer, and she would never stop her brother from finding that answer.