"Dawei, it's not that I talk too much, this child An An is indeed difficult to discipline, she always likes to confront others, does she still hate me?

It's all my fault, I shouldn't force you to divorce. "

As Qin Rourou spoke, she blamed herself.

"It's meaningless to say these things now, Rourou, you didn't force me to leave this marriage, it's the end of my relationship with Zhang Xiuzhu, you've done a good job, you've always been tolerant, and you're very tolerant of An An's ignorance.�

Qiao Dawei looked at the charming woman in his arms, and he was still very happy. Every man dreams of being able to hold a beautiful wife in his arms when he is old. When he met Qin Rourou, who was 25 years old, at the age of forty-two, he felt that spring had come again.

Qin Rourou leaned into his arms more tenderly, and confessed tenderly: "Old Qiao, you are really a noble person in my life. I will definitely treat you better in the future, and I will love you forever."

Hearing his wife's confession, Qiao Dawei felt a little overjoyed and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Thinking of his ex-wife, he suddenly felt that compared to the two women, his ex-wife was his nightmare. When he came home before, no matter sooner or later, Zhang Xiuzhu always scolded him with grievances, and slept together in the same bed.

"Sleep, I know."

Qiao Dawei's voice was full of pampering.

Qin Rourou lowered her head, and the smile on her face became more and more successful. As long as she held Qiao Dawei's heart tightly, Qiao An'an's mother and daughter would have no chance to take money from home again.

Qiao An'an has been very depressed recently, she has no interest in anything, and her work has been temporarily put on hold. She stares at her mobile phone, afraid that her mother will call and let her know about it.

Why are some people able to do things so terribly?

On the way home, Qiao An'an was crowded on the bus, her eyes were dull, and she passed the stop for the first time, and it was still three stops.

Qiao Anan got out of the car with a numb expression, and the driver brother was kind and concerned: "Miss, are you okay?"

Joan Ann nodded, turned around and left, she was not good, she wanted to find a place to cry, but... on this street, there were people coming and going, she couldn't cry loudly.

She could only stiffen her legs and walk towards home.

I kept thinking about one thing over and over in my mind, they were getting married, what would my mother do?

What should she do?

She knew very well that even though her mother was divorced, she still loved her father in her heart, and she divorced with an unwillingness to do so.

Qiao Anan walked a few kilometers on her two legs, and returned to the gate of the community. She swiped her card to enter.

It was dark now.

"Joan Ann."

Suddenly, a deep male voice stopped her.

Qiao Anan turned around and saw Luo Beiyuan standing behind her carrying a shopping bag, as if she had just gone to the supermarket.

"Mr. Luo."

Joan An said hello weakly.

Luo Beiyuan walked in front of her and looked at her pale face, dull eyes, and sweat all over her body.

"What�s wrong with you?"

Luo Beiyuan felt that something was wrong with her. Seeing her like this, she seemed to have been hit.

"I'm fine, I'll go back first." JrNovels.com