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

"Chu Jiyi, give me my mobile phone." Shui Anluo took a few steps to stop Chu Jiyi, and then reached for his cell phone. She had to tell her brother that she was alive.

Chu Cuiyi looked down at her hand in front of her, her face condensing a bit.

"Why, just worry that he will blame you for your business?" Chu Cuiyi said coldly.

Shui Anluo took a deep breath, but did not withdraw his hand, and stared at him tightly, "Give me!"

Chu Cuiyi looked at the insistent Shui Anluo, and he couldn't help but feel a coldness.

Shui Anluo pursed her lips, but she did not retreat. Today, she must get a mobile phone anyway.

"Shui Anluo, give me a reason." Chu Cuiyi said, with obvious depression.

reason?

Shui Anluo thinks, no matter what kind of person Chu Chuyi is doing, he needs a reason. He always uses his reason to break up his feelings reasonably.

"Cumpy wings, I can't let the people who care about me blame me in order to deal with the people who hurt me." Shui Anluo said with a word, she said very seriously.

"People who care about you?" Chu Cuiyi repeated these words, but with cynicism and irony, "Or someone who loves you."

"Chumi wings!" Shui Anluo yelled angrily.

I don't know if it was because he was right in the facts that she couldn't suppress the anger, or because she couldn't understand the reason he couldn't suppress, in short, she was angry.

"Not only do you not understand emotions, you are still a pig who does not understand emotions." Shui Anluo shouted loudly, pushed him away and ran back to the room.

She respects her brother.

And letting others not worry about themselves is the most basic courtesy as a person, but he does not understand.

Not only did he not understand, he even scoffed at such politeness.

Chu Cuiyi looked back and watched that Shui Anluo who had ran out had slammed the door of the guest room. It was still her words that screamed at her ears and dared to call herself a pig. Is this woman really getting bolder? ?

In the lower reaches of the quake-hit area, some of them were only armed police officers who were ordered to continue the survey, and Mo Luyu, who had never left.

In the dark, Mo Luyu held his hands behind his back, and the same picture always appeared in front of him. That was the picture of Shui Anluo falling into the mudslide.

Lan Xin, who was not far away, clasped her hands tightly, she didn't believe that all these days, could Shui Anluo be alive? Maybe the corpses are already under the mudslide?

Lan Xin thought, a cold smile aroused in the corner of her mouth again, reached out and took out the phone, edited a text message, and sent it out.

[Tomorrow at 10 am, the coffee shop opposite the hospital. 】

Lan Xin sent a text message, deleted the information, then shut down and stole the phone and walked over.

Lan Xin passed, holding Mo Luyu's arm lightly in one hand, and said sadly, "Luo Lu, four days, you should give up."

"Let me go." Mo Luyi said coldly, "Lan Xin, it's really time for you to be uncomfortable." Mo Luyi said, and suddenly turned back to face her, but there was endless coldness in his eyes.

Lan Xin's body trembled suddenly, with doubtful pain in her pale blue eyes, "Lu Ling, what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean? I came out to deliver medicines when the rain was the heaviest, but it was uncomfortable at that time?" Mo Luyi pushed her back step by step, every word was cold as if it was poisoned. .