There is Something Wrong with My Omega Ex-wife

At night, the clouds became low and gradually hazy, and the hazy moonlight was faintly shining on the horizon.

A taxi with a license plate of Zone C could not enter Zone A, so Shen Shuyu paid the money and walked towards the upper path alone.

Shen Shuyu walked slowly, and the shadow was stretched and shortened by the street lights on both sides of the road.

It changes from time to time, and there is always only one.

But she did not feel alone.

She held the ointment that Yu Mo had once held in her hand.

Under the street lamp at the end of the path stood a young girl wearing a black knitted tight-fitting dress.

Under the light and shadow, the figure looks good.

It's just that under the long loose hair, there is a bluffing turquoise little face.

—Li Qingqing received the news from Shen Shuyu, and waited for her before the mask was washed off.

"How about it, tell me." Li Qingqing stretched out her arm towards Shen Shuyu, and Shen Shuyu naturally pulled it up.

Two people walked side by side, like a pair of ordinary little sisters.

"She took me back to her house, and then gave me medicine." Shen Shuyu's tone was flat, but his heart was choppy.

The overturned honey jar covered the waves, and Shen Shuyu's eyes were covered with sweetness.

"Oh, I am finally happy to see you these days." Li Qingqing looked at Shen Shuyu slightly, and then sighed again, saying: "Is the price too big and the injury serious? ?"

"Fortunately, it will take a while." Shen Shuyu replied deliberately.

Li Qingqing frowned slightly: "Then what about your art performance in June, won't you start rehearsing recently?"

Shen Shuyu nodded, and replied: "Maybe it's a matter."

"Don't be so stupid in the future, just really rush out to be like this for her." Li Qingqing now thinks about the scene that happened in the afternoon, and she can't help but feel scared for a while.

If Huang Mao is not holding a wooden stick, but an iron rod on the side.

If Shen Shuyu rushes a little further.

Now she was afraid that she would be unconscious while lying in the hospital.

"Yeah." Shen Shuyu nodded against his will.

If there is another time, she will still rush out to protect Yu Mo.

Shen Shuyu knew that Li Qingqing felt sorry for herself.

Li Qingqing also knew that Shen Shuyu was comforting herself, and said mercilessly: "Lying."

The moonlight passes through the intersecting white cedars, and sprinkles the moonlight on the road.

Shen Shuyu and Li Qingqing walked back arm in arm.

Li Qingqing eloquently told Shen Shuyu about the adventure of escaping with Wei Lai in the afternoon.

She still smiles like a flower in Shen Shuyu's memory, free and easy.

Shen Shuyu thought that Li Qingqing and Wei Lai in this life must be more complete than the previous life.

And Yu Mo must have hoped so too.

Before they knew it, the two walked to the small stone-blue bungalow of Shen Shuyu's house.

Li Qingqing waved her hand to Shen Shuyu, and said, "Go back, rest early, and talk tomorrow."

"Okay." Standing at the door, Shen Shuyu watched Li Qingqing disappear under the rows of street lights. He took out his mobile phone and gave Yu Mo back a message: [I'm home. 】

The marble wall reflects the soft light, incandescent and deserted.

The room was quiet, without any sound.

Shen Shuyu glanced at the phone, and Yu Mo didn't reply to himself as quickly as long ago.

Shen Shuyu knew that he couldn't be anxious, so he changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

"Oh, miss came back?" Shen Shuyu walked without a sound, Zhao Ma, who came down from the second floor, was also taken aback, and the dishes in her hand clicked crisply.

"Yeah." Shen Shuyu nodded, and noticed the white porcelain tableware in Zhao Ma's hands.

The food in the dishes seems to have not been used before, but a closer look will reveal that the chopsticks are stained with oil.

It should be that the person who dines has no appetite.

Shen Shuyu asked, "Is Mom unwell?"

Mother Zhao nodded, "Yes, Madam also said that if the young lady comes back, don't visit her in her room."

"What's wrong with mom?" Shen Shuyu was puzzled. No matter how uncomfortable Shen Lin was in the past, he never shut himself out of the door like he did today.

"Madam's pheromone is a bit out of control, and the young lady has reached the age of disintegration, and the lady is afraid of disturbing the young lady." Zhao Ma explained.

Hearing the five words of pheromone out of control, Shen Shuyu's pupils trembled for a moment.

It turned out that Shen Lin had already had symptoms of Alpha pheromone disorder so early.

In the previous life, they said that Shen Shuyu was born with a natural rebellion, and for the sake of a man from the city, he angered his mother to the hospital and couldn't afford it.

There is even a speculation that Shen Shuyu has done a good job with a good plan, and through a dog, he forced Shen Lin to abdicate, and at the age of 24 he took the sole control of the Shen Group.

But everyone knows that Shen Lin's body couldn't have collapsed suddenly.

Stubborn illness must be accumulated over time.

It's just that Shen Shuyu didn't expect the precursor to appear when he was sixteen.

At the time, I didn't notice it.

If Shen Lin's body did not collapse, the Shen Group would not be hurriedly taken over by himself.

Then those marital plans for Yu Mo can be realized.

It would not be enough to be separated from her by the end of the sentence "I love you" before telling her.

"Did mother ask the doctor to see it?" Shen Shuyu asked.

"No, Madam said it was just a susceptible period. Tell us not to disturb her. She would just take a break." Mother Zhao was still a little worried, and whispered beside Shen Shuyu: "Just now Aqian persuaded Madam to go to the hospital. The lady blasted out and was treating the wound in the room. Before, the little lady could persuade the lady, but now our servants are light-hearted and can't help."

"I see." Shen Shuyu slightly raised his head and looked towards Shen Lin's room on the west side of the second floor.

She understood what Zhao Ma meant, and she planned to do the same.

Buckle, buckle—

There were two knocks on the door in the dim room.

Shen Lin, who was struggling in the nightmare, suddenly woke up. She frowned when she looked at the door: "Didn't you say you don't have to come again?"

"Mom, it's me." Shen Shuyu replied softly.

Shen Lin heard Shen Shuyu's voice, and his stern voice softened, "It's getting late, go back to sleep. I'm fine..."

Before the voice fell, the door handle of Shen Lin's room turned clockwise.

Then a gap appeared, and the bright light from outside the room entered the dim room.

Shen Shuyu was shrouded in light and walked gracefully.

In a daze, Shen Lin saw her as Wu Jue who had passed away.

The pupils are instantly dilated.

Then she suddenly became sober again.

This is not Wu Jue, but her daughter Shen Shuyu.

Lost is regained, gain is regained.

Complicated feelings are wringing in Shen Lin's heart.

She stretched out her hand to lightly strand the long hair on the side of her face, and sat up tiredly from the bed: "What's the matter?"

"I heard Mom Zhao said that her mother refused to see a doctor and blasted Aqian out." Shen Shuyu did not turn around, and straightforwardly preached to Shen Lin.

"I'm fine, it's just the susceptibility period, and the pheromone is a little out of control." Shen Lin leaned on the soft pillow on the bedside, his eyes lost most of their sharpness.

"Is it really okay? If it is really a susceptible period, how can my mother get out of control of the pheromone uninterruptedly during this month?" Shen Shuyu asked rhetorically.

Shen Lin didn't expect that Shen Shuyu would be so careful and blinked his eyes unnaturally.

Shen Shuyu went on to preach: "Mom, no matter how busy the company is, you should see a doctor."

"No, I know my body, I'm fine." Shen Lin still resisted with a firm attitude.

The warm light of the desk lamp shone on Shen Lin's tired face, pale and bloodless.

Although Shen Lin's room had a fresh air system, Shen Shuyu could still smell the faint smell of Bloody Mary floating in the air.

All traces prove that Shen Lin is not all right, she is just trying her best.

Really helpless, Shen Shuyu moved out of Wu Jue: "If my mother knows that you are like this, she will be angry. Do you want your mother to worry about you all the time?"

The expression on Shen Lin's face changed, and Shen Lin slowly sighed with a scorching breath, "Okay, I promise you, I will go to the hospital tomorrow, okay?"

I don't know if it is because of physical discomfort, or because I think of Wu Jue.

Shen Lin's tone to Shen Shuyu became much softer.

"Yes." Shen Shuyu nodded, holding Shen Lin's arm back, "Mom, if you really need to recuperate, just let go of your work. I'm already at the age of differentiation, and I can also join Aunt Zhou and others. I'll help you take care of the company."

The prisoner bird fluttered its wings and began to plan to fly out of the cage.

Shen Lin didn't realize Shen Shuyu's purpose, so he wrote it down as a suggestion, "Well, I will consider it. It's not early, go back and rest."

"Okay." Shen Shuyu said and let go of Shen Lin's hand.

Shen Lin's eyes were light, watching the child she and Wu Jue bred together to leave his room.

There was some relief and emotion hidden in a pair of drooping eyes.

Wu Jue,

She looks more and more like you.

Today I also discovered that sometimes she speaks like you.

Shen Shuyu gently closed the door for Shen Lin, and stood in the corridor with relief and let out a sigh of relief.

The corridor was quiet, antique clocks creaked, and the hour and minute hands fell on the Roman numeral ten.

Shen Shuyu took out the phone in his pocket, and when the screen turned on, a message popped up.

Yu Mo: [The ointment is in your pocket, have you seen it? If it is rubbed off, remember to apply it first, and I will repaint it for you at noon tomorrow. 】

This news is next to the one sent by Shen Shuyu.

In other words, it didn't take long for him to put the phone back in his pocket, and then he returned to him silently.

[I saw it, thank you. 】Shen Shuyu tapped the screen and quickly returned a silent message.

But it has been twenty minutes since Yu Mo sent this message to himself.

At this point, she was afraid that she would never wait for news from herself.

Shen Shuyu's heart was suddenly full of regret and regret.

Why can't I wait longer.

Shen Shuyu looked at the record of the few messages she told Yu Mo, and wanted to say a few words to Yu Mo.

I typed a line, felt cold as I read it, and deleted it again.

This was repeated several times.

Shen Shuyu discovered that she was really not good at chatting, especially with Yu Mo.

From the corridor came the faint and dull sound of the punctual chime of an antique desk clock.

Shen Shuyu pulled out his chair, sat down in front of the computer, and typed a line in the search engine

—How to chat with people you like.

The author has something to say: Little Pigeon: How can it be done, just take a breath.

Xiao Shen holding junk candy:? ? ? ! !

I deeply suspect that you hacked into my brain

Also, the pigeon doesn’t have Weibo, so I’m just writing a chat with you. OvO

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