My husband loves me too much

Chapter 152 160. Let me see if your conscience has been fed to the dog.

Shao Yu stayed at the bar all night.

Bottle by bottle of wine was sent to the box, and he drank all of them by himself.

At the beginning, some people tried to persuade him, but later he found that he couldn't persuade him at all, because Shao Yu didn't listen to anyone at all, as if there was endless darkness pressing on him, the pair of eyes hidden under the short hair were scarlet and frightening, and everything around him was overwhelmed. Isolated, only cigarettes and alcohol.

His cell phone rang every few minutes, and he was so impatient with the noise that he threw the cell phone against the corner without even looking at it.

After drinking until the next afternoon, only Tang Chao was left in the box. He fell asleep and did not watch Shao Yu.

Less than an hour after Shao Yu drove out, he entered the emergency room of the hospital.

His car collided head-on with a large truck. The speed of the car was too fast and the impact was violent. He didn't wear a seat belt and was thrown out by the huge impact.

Xia Miaomiao didn't know that Shao Yu had a car accident until she went to Tang Chao. On the way to the hospital, she couldn't resist calling and telling Mu Hua.

Mu Hua on the other end of the phone just froze for a few seconds, then said that she and Lin Yan were eating, and asked Xia Miaomiao to go to the hospital to see what was going on before telling her, and then hung up.

Tang Chao, the co-pilot, sighed with a wry smile, "You sister, you are very cruel."

"The person who cheated was Shao Yu." Xia Miaomiao defended his shortcomings, and cast a cold look at him, "What's the matter, Mu Hua has to cry, make trouble, and hang herself three times because of him, is it considered as the utmost kindness?"

"Shao Yu has a problem, but Mu Hua is not innocent."

"What do you mean?"

"If you want to know, ask Mu Hua."

……

This is the fourth time Muhua went to the bathroom and brought her mobile phone with her.

There was no news from Xia Miaomiao, and Mu Hua didn't take the initiative to call to ask.

At the shared washbasin outside the men's and women's bathrooms, the faucet was turned on, and the sound of the water was refreshing. Mu Hua absent-mindedly washed her hands, thinking that Xia Miaomiao's speech was always out of character and exaggerated, and the car accident should not be too serious.

Mu Hua reached out to press the hand sanitizer, and the man next to her happened to do the same. Only a second later, the man's warm palm directly covered the back of her hand.

"Sorry," Mu Hua apologized first, then froze when she raised her head.

Her familiar face was reflected in the mirror.

Bo Qijin washed his hands calmly, dried them, and neatened his shirt cuffs gracefully.

For the first time, Mu Hua didn't know what to say in front of him, and was embarrassed and awkward. When he looked sideways, he subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Why don't you leave after washing?
Forget it, she's leaving.

"You went to the company to find me yesterday, do you want to tell me something?" The man's deep and pleasant voice rang in his ears.

Mu Hua turned around, "No, don't say it."

You can stand on a piece of green grassland, and I will set off firecrackers for you to celebrate when you are happy to be a father.

"stop."

Mu Hua didn't take it seriously, why should she stop?
Bo Qijin stood where he was, watching the woman go to the men's room with a blank expression, "What are you going to observe in the men's room?"

Mu Hua stopped suddenly, looked up, and saw the sign of the men's restroom painted on the wall.

One step later and she might have gone in.

Anyway, no one else saw it, so Mu Hua was not embarrassed, "It's my first time here, and I went the wrong way."

Mu Hua turned around and took two steps, almost bumping into the man's chest. The pleasant smell of tea lingered vaguely in her nose, and she walked away without showing any trace, "Please let me go."

Bo Qijin stood at the intersection, not intending to get out of the way.

The light was soft, and his sharp facial features were shrouded in shadows, making it difficult to tell whether it was happiness or anger.

"Hide from me?"

"It's strange, I'm sick and I'm still avoiding you," Mu Hua snorted lightly, not wanting to get in touch with her too much, "Let me go...Bo Qijin, what are you doing!"

Suddenly being pushed to a hidden corner, a strong sense of oppression followed.

"Don't do anything," the man approached with long legs, and easily suppressed her attack. He was clearly acting like a gangster, but his tone was light, "I'll see if your conscience has been fed to the dog."

(End of this chapter)