Chu Qiao sat on the bedside, hugging her feet, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes open, just staring at her toes. Her head was empty, thinking about something, but she found that she couldn't think of anything. Baby, if they really want to take it
What should she do if she loses her baby?
Grief suddenly surged into my heart, and tears fell down drop by drop.
In the silver frost of the moonlight, the tears are crystal clear, shining with dazzling light. Is God really so unfair? She has given up a lot of things, she just wants the baby, she just wants to hold the baby. If she can, she even
I am willing to sacrifice my own life as long as I can keep the baby.
Thinking of Meng Yanchen was like steel wires cutting into her heart. The wounds were small but fatally painful. She hated him, hated him for not believing in her, hated him for not believing in her baby, and hated that he would not even notice her disappearance.
She didn't want to cry, so she buried her head in her knees and bit her wrist.
The skin on her wrists was broken, and salty blood flowed into her mouth. She finally managed to hold back her crying. It was a kind of despair, a kind of loneliness. She didn't know how to get rid of it. She even felt like the baby in her belly was
In response to her, the baby in her belly stretched out its legs and kicked her belly.
Normally, she would be ecstatic.
But now, she only feels more sad. Because she is his mother, but he can't protect her at all.
"Hey, let's have something to eat..."
When Chu Qiao heard the sound, she raised her head blankly and looked at the speaker.
The man with the scar pursed his lips and handed the porridge in his hand to her, his eyes seemed to lose a bit of fierceness.
Chu Qiao's eyes were red and swollen, maybe because she had been crying for a long time, but she realized that the fat man had already fallen asleep on the sofa. The scarred man in front of her handed her a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
"I……"
"Don't tell me that you don't want to drink. Even if you don't want to drink, the kids want to drink. And this is what Sister Jie cooked with her own hands." The man with the scar obviously seldom said such tender words, and they should be words that warm people's hearts, but they just didn't.
It feels a bit funny to be told something.
Chu Qiao nodded: "Thank you." After saying that, she took the porridge bowl and drank it in small sips.
The scarred man looked at Chu Qiao drinking porridge, and the shadow in his mind seemed to overlap a little with the Chu Qiao in front of him. The same gentle expression, the same small sips, and his heart seemed to be scratched hard by something. He
The woman he loves the most...isn't her! He rubbed his eyes before regaining consciousness.
"Why are you helping me today?" The scarred man said coldly.
"Hmm? Did I help you?" Chu Qiao stopped eating porridge and just looked at the scarred man, feeling confused.
"Hmph... Okay, forget it!" The scarred man's eyes froze, and he glanced at Chu Qiao, then said no more, walked to the table, poured himself a glass of wine, gave a wry smile, and then fiercely
He raised his head and drank it.
Chu Qiao was scared after all, so she just continued to drink the porridge from her bowl. However, she seemed to have a feeling that there was some kind of story about this scarred man, and he didn't seem like a bad person. After drinking, she felt a little...
Feeling sleepy, he put down the small bowl and fell asleep on the bed.
The scarred man glanced in the direction of Chu Qiao, then walked to her side softly. He covered Chu Qiao with the quilt and took away the small bowl on the bedside table. He glanced at Chu Qiao's sleepy eyes, and the look in his pupils was
There was a deep sadness.
"So similar...so similar to Xiaoyu." His lifelong wife, his only wife, was the person he felt most sorry for in his entire life.
*late at night.
Tangning was sitting in his luxurious duplex, lying in the clear swimming pool. He pressed the Bluetooth switch.
"Master."
"Uncle Tie, have you checked all those places, but there is still no news about Chu Qiao?"
"Yes, Master, there is no news so far."
Tangning's hands tightened little by little, her eyes and brows were filled with coldness, and her tone was cold: "Uncle Tie, are you sure?"
"Master... don't you believe me? I have searched again as usual, but there is no news about Chu Qiao. I think it is possible that Chu Qiao really doesn't want to be found, so it is very possible to sneak out of the country.
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"How could I doubt Uncle Tie?" He paused: "Okay, I understand. Bye!"
After hanging up the phone, Tangning had no interest in swimming and walked out of the swimming pool.
The corner of his mouth curled up, but it was all cold. Uncle Tie, I once thought you were the only person in the world who could not betray me, but I think I was wrong. This time, I sent my own people to find my people.
I reported the news, but you still told me that there was no news.
The only possibility is that you are not looking for it at all.
Since you don't want me to find her, then you can only be the one to kidnap him.
Tangning put on a white bath towel and walked into the spacious bathroom.
He now understands Uncle Tie's thoughts less and less, as if this person is getting further and further away from him. Perhaps it should be said that he has never understood him. He has suffered and suffered no less than himself. After all,
What supports him to stay by his side?
What is his purpose?
Maybe, many things are not as they appear!
He should check the details of Quan Tieqing and find out who he is? Unexpectedly, he was so careless that he never investigated his details? He would give him the opportunity, and if he didn't seize it, then he wouldn't have it.
Nothing to worry about.
*The villa is mortgaged.
He had no choice but to temporarily go to a hotel and stay there.
When he walked into his room, he did not fall asleep on the bed immediately. Instead, he slowly walked to the window and looked at the moon outside the window.
The moon is like a new willow tree, and the waning moon is like a hook. This moon is destined to be incomplete.
Looking, looking, he actually saw Chu Qiao's shadow on the moon. She was smiling sweetly at him and calling to him: "Yan Chen, Yan Chen..."
"Chu Qiao..."
Meng Yanchen stretched out his hand, but there was nothing, just cool air, nothing. Look at the moon again, where is Chu Qiao's smile? No, no more. He looked for it privately, searching all over the city.
But there was no sign of her.
I never thought loving someone could be so deep.
It was so profound that, except for her, it seemed that no other woman could ever enter my heart.
Even Xu Anran had never brought this kind of feeling to him. Many things were being revealed little by little. However, the facts and truth were often blurred with flesh and blood. He knew a lot, but he had to
Suppress yourself and act out the drama that everyone likes.
In order to turn over and for them to start over, he had no choice but to take a gamble.
So, if I lose, I'll be fine alone and it has nothing to do with you.
If it succeeds, I only want one of you, just one of you... We will grow old together for the rest of our lives.