Wei Jiaren was frozen in place, raising his chin slightly, and smiling sarcastically, a cold tear slowly slid into the corners of his lips, and a bitterness spread between his lips and teeth.

At this moment, Wei Jiaren felt that when he had become the third party, the one who was sandwiched between them.

It was the stalemate that the elevator door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and Su Mo came anxiously. He didn't even look at Wei Jiaren, and squatted down and picked up An Qi from the ground. She threw herself into his arms, crying even more distorted.

His little face was pale and he looked very aggrieved.

"Amo, I can't lose you. If I hadn't been you, I would have died, I would have died..."

"I'm here, don't be afraid of Angel, I won't leave you." Su Mo hugged her and comforted her softly.

It was at that moment that Wei Jiaren knew that she had lost completely.

She watched Su Mo leave with her arms around her, and the light of expectation in her eyes disappeared little by little.

He said he would explain to her in the future, but she felt that there was no need for that.

Wei Jiaren leaned against the snow-white wall, and she felt weak all over, and then she collapsed little by little and fell to the corner of the wall.

She closed her eyes helplessly, and the darkness instantly drowned her. She heard the sound of the heart of her chest shattering.

This time, she thought, she really wanted to let go.

Too persistent and too worried about gains and losses is actually really painful and painful.

Tears flowed down her cheeks without making money. She covered her lips tightly with her hands to prevent herself from crying.

Wei Jiaren buried her face in her knees, and her body trembled weakly. Even if she cried, she could only cry so reluctantly.

The phone that was placed aside suddenly buzzed, and Su Mo's name kept jumping on the screen.

His voice was calm and dull, as fascinating as ever.

But Wei Jiaren knew clearly that it no longer belonged to him, or that it had never belonged to him.

"Jiaren, are you okay? Did Anqi hurt you?" Su Mo's voice was very calm, hiding all his worries and care.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Wei Jiaren smiled faintly, and then she hung up the phone without waiting for Su Mo to say more, without giving him a chance to speak again.

Looking down at his arms, the blood marks on his fair flesh were terrible, and these were naturally Angel's masterpieces.

Wei Jiaren smiled, but felt that there was nothing to cry, after all, no one hurts.

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, a nurse came over and looked down at Wei Jiaren and said to her, "Doctor Wei, the rich lady who sent the emergency room to see you last night wanted to see you, she has woken up!"

"Ms. Shen in the ward?" Wei Jiaren looked up and looked at the nurse and asked.

The nurse nodded, "She seemed to have a fight with the man who was guarding her. I just passed by. I originally wanted to see how she was doing, but at the door I heard her telling the man to get out, but the man said

He didn't dare to say much, but just stood quietly and let the woman lose her temper."

Wei Jiaren frowned slightly and quickly stood up from the ground.

Shen Qingqing's temper is harmless to her and her children.

She had to stop it quickly.
Chapter completed!