Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Lan Chu's heart seemed to be tightly strangled by something.

She even felt that she couldn't breathe. Her stomach, which was already uncomfortable, began to ache. The girl's forehead quickly covered with cold sweat. She reached out and pressed her stomach, her face a little pale.

"Young... Madam..." The maid was a little panicked.

They looked at Lan Chu at a loss, "Are you, are you feeling unwell? Do you want us to take you to the hospital?"

"No." Lan Chu closed her eyes and replied.

She forced herself to relax for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes and lowered her eyes to look at the divorce agreement in her hand.

What a good gift...

"Heh..." Lan Chu raised her lips and chuckled.

She lowered her eyes like this, and the clean coffee table seemed to reflect the light, allowing her to vaguely see her appearance.

Bright eyes and white teeth, delicate makeup, and pink lips.

The soft black hair slowly slid down her shoulders and hung in front of her. Everything looked so normal.

But she spent two hours to prepare like this...

Before entering the operating room, she just wanted to appear in front of Bai Jingchen in the most beautiful way to see him for the last time.

But she didn't expect that what she was waiting for was a divorce agreement.

"This agreement... How long has it been here?" Lan Chu asked in a very soft voice, holding the paper tightly.

The maids looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a while.

After hesitating for a long time, someone spoke up, "Madam, after you left home, the young master dismissed us for a while, and only recently called us back. When we came back, we already had this agreement, but there must be some misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Lan Chu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She squatted down with the divorce agreement in her hand, gently hugging her legs with both hands, "Then tell me... Where is Bai Jingchen, did he go home last night...?"

"This..." The servants didn't know how to answer even more.

But Lan Chu didn't need an accurate answer. Seeing their attitude, she knew that they were lying about not getting up upstairs. Bai Jingchen didn't go home last night.

He... really wanted to divorce her.

Lan Chu closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slowly slid down her cheeks. The pain in her stomach hit her brain, but it was far less severe than the pain in her heart.

"Young Madam..." the servant called tentatively.

Lan Chu squatted there silently, her hand holding the divorce agreement trembling slightly, and suddenly she felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, "Ahem!"

She suddenly covered her mouth, and then she felt a little sticky in her palm. When she slowly took her hand away, she lowered her eyes and saw a patch of bright red blood on her white palm.

"Young Madam!" The servant immediately panicked when she saw this.

They hurriedly handed over tissues, "Why are you coughing up blood? This is too serious. Let's send you to the hospital first, or we can call the young master and ask him to come back..."

"No need." Lan Chu wiped the blood from the corner of her lip with the back of her hand.

She held her stomach and stood up slowly, "Master bedroom, is the door locked? Can I take another look?"

"Of course." The servant nodded immediately without stopping.

But they didn't understand why Lan Chu asked this. The master bedroom was originally her and the young master's bedroom. It was natural for her to go back to her bedroom, but her tone was inexplicably humble.

Lan Chu always held the divorce agreement in her hand.

She held her stomach with one hand and slowly went upstairs with the other hand holding the handrail. The back looked a little weak.

"Squeak--"

The door of the master bedroom was slowly pushed open.

Lan Chu walked in. All the decorations were still the same as before. She looked up and saw a huge wedding photo with exquisite frame hanging on the wall at the head of the bed.

At that time, she still had a beautiful face and long hair down to her waist.

Like a little girl, she coquettishly snuggled in Bai Jingchen's arms. The man was wearing a white suit, looking so elegant and gentlemanly, and his eyes were full of doting on her.

Lan Chu slowly walked towards the wedding photo.

She threw away her slippers, stepped on the bed barefoot, and stood on tiptoe to barely reach the bottom of the photo frame.

"Madam..." The servants couldn't help but panic when they saw this.

They always felt that Lan Chu seemed to be in a bad state today, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

But Lan Chu just whispered, "You go out first, help me close the door, I want to be alone."

"This..." The servants couldn't help but hesitate.

"Go out." Lan Chu repeated.

Seeing her attitude was so firm, the servants could only leave the room temporarily and close the door gently.

Lan Chu looked up at the wedding photo until her neck felt a little sore. Then she slowly squatted down and curled up, lying on her side on the soft bed...