happy ex-wife

Chapter 834 The Plague Strikes ([-])
So, that was a being like their father.

If they knew that their father was murdered, they would definitely kill their enemies.

And that enemy is very likely to be her father.

"Luoluo, Luoluo—"

An Fengyang looked at Shui Anluo who was in a daze, and couldn't help but yelled twice.

Shui Anluo suddenly came back to her senses, "Ah—"

"What are you thinking, little girl, so engrossed?" An Fengyang said, pouring water by himself.

"Brother Beauty, I said if, if he was—"

"when did you come?"

Before Shui Anluo could finish speaking, Chu Ningyi's voice rang out, suppressing the question Shui Anluo wanted to ask.

An Fengyang looked back at Chu Ningyi, put aside the question about Shui Anluo for now, and then said lightly: "Just arrived."

Chu Ningyi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reached out and touched Shui Anluo's still hot head, frowning tightly.

"Luoluo, what did you say just now?" An Fengyang looked back at Shui Anluo and asked.

Shui Anluo pursed her lips and shook her head, how dare she ask Chu Ningyi here?

As long as she asks, Chu Ningyi will immediately wonder why she asked, how will she explain it then?

Tell him directly, maybe my father is the murderer who killed your master?
"It's good that you're fine. It's snowing recently, and Wenxin can't go out, so I didn't come here today." An Fengyang explained lightly.

"I'm fine, don't come here." Shui Anluo said hastily, "But Brother Beauty, haven't you married your sister-in-law yet?"

At first, in order to break off the engagement with Shui Anjiao, An Fengyang did not hesitate to spread the news of coming out with Chu Ningyi, but until now he has not revealed that he married someone else.

There was a strange look between An Fengyang's eyebrows and eyes, but Shui Anluo was puzzled.

Chu Ningyi didn't explain much, but changed the subject: "How about the things I asked to prepare?"

"Wait for this ancestor to be discharged from the hospital." An Fengyang put away his strangeness, and said with a low smile.

But Qiao Yaruan, who was out of the hospital, was standing at the door waiting for the bus.

Feng Feng leaned against a corner not far away, smoking a cigarette in his hand and watching her.

After the last time, there was really no communication between them. He thought that seeing each other was the best way.

But when he dreamed back at midnight, he could always see her shadow and smell her faint fragrance.

It turns out that Jianghu Molu is not something that can be done just by talking.

She has lost a lot of weight, at least a lot thinner than the last time I saw her.

My heart hurts uncontrollably.

Qiao Yaruan quickly parked a white car in front of her. The person in the driver's seat slid down the window and said something to Qiao Yaruan. Side open the door.

She laughed, she actually smiled at another man!

The cigarette butt at the fingertips scalded his hand, which was burning and painful.

Feng Feng held his hand tightly and watched the car leave.

Without him, she is still doing so well!

But the only one who is bad is yourself!
Qiao Yaruan, hello, very good!
At this moment, anger almost completely surrounded him, he fell in love, but she already had a relationship partner.

Feng Feng thought about it, put out the hot cigarette butt, strode directly to his car, then drove the car out quickly, and chased after the car Qiao Yaruan was sitting in just now.

His life was not good at all, how could he allow her to live a better life than himself?

(End of this chapter)