Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 1243 Apologize? ,no way
Xia Sichun saw Lu Qianchen walking towards her, squatting down and hugging herself in her arms, she leaned against Lu Qianchen's chest, sucked her nose with great regret, and whimpered: "Qianchen, sister, sister she……"

All that circulated in Lu Qianchen's heart was Xia Weilan's firm gaze when he said the divorce.

Immediately, the last hope in his heart collapsed, he raised his eyes with a gloomy complexion, and his black eyes flashed with cold shivering light: "What did you do to Sichun?"

This woman is really a dog who can't change eating shit.

As soon as she was warned, the cheap factor in her body began to emerge.

Xia Weiran obviously didn't meet Xia Sichun, so she couldn't wait to stage a trick.

What do you want to do?
Frame her?Make Lu Qianchen hate her even more?

However, Xia Sichun's drama seemed to be really good, because in Lu Qianchen's eyes, Xia Weiran really felt how hard he seemed to tear himself into pieces.

Now that things have come to this point, she no longer cares about how much Lu Qianchen hates or dislikes her.

She wants to see what step the man who once swore to love her for his whole life will do for other women.

Thinking of this, Xia Weilan felt a bitterness in her heart. She played with her beautiful nails as if nothing had happened, and said with a sneer, "What did I do? Didn't I just push her? Mr. Lu, do you have the time to question me?" , why not take her to the hospital quickly to see how your child is doing."

"If something happens, I can't afford it."

Xia Weiran's tone was calm, but his eyes never stayed on Lu Qianchen for a moment.

Xia Sichun covered his stomach with one hand, and tightly grasped Lu Qianchen's arm with the other hand, humming aggrieved.

Xia Weilan looked at Lu Qianchen and just stared at her, her hairs stood on end, she was startled, thinking about her current physical condition, in case he really got angry and hurt her Her baby is not doing well.

She gritted her teeth, without saying anything, she simply walked past them and decided to leave.

However, Lu Qianchen suddenly let go of Xia Sichun at this time, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xia Weiran's wrist fiercely, and said every word, cold to the bone: "Apologize."

Xia Weiran turned her head, frowning: "What?"

"I asked you to apologize to Sichun." Lu Qianchen repeated.

"Oh no way." Xia Weiran's tone was colder than Lu Qianchen's.

After saying this, he raised his hand to shake off Lu Qianchen's restraint. Who knows, the man in front of him watched her desperately struggling, and his wrist became stronger, wishing to squeeze her bones drunk.

Xia Weiran gritted her teeth in pain, and roared uncontrollably: "Lu Qianchen, let me go."

After these words, Lu Qianchen, who was trying to restrain his emotions, suddenly became a little irritable. Instead of letting go, he grabbed her wrist and threw it aside.

On the floor under her feet was the sour plum soup she had just poured.

Although Xia Weiran was wearing flat shoes at this time, the floor was very slippery, and Lu Qianchen used his strength again, so her petite body tried to maintain her balance, swayed twice, and finally fell towards the dining table beside her.

Xia Weiran felt astonished, all the fear gathered in her lower abdomen, seeing that her body was about to hit the corner of the dining table, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her lower abdomen.

In a few seconds, she really knew that she was wrong...

(End of this chapter)