My husband loves me too much

Chapter 32 036. She cried so sadly.

The high and low voices of discussion were left behind, getting further and further away.

With a gust of cool wind, Mu Hua's pale face was subconsciously buried in the man's arms.

Bo Qijin looked down at her, and walked faster.

The engagement banquet was arranged by the hotel, and the banquet hall was still bustling. It was the time when the atmosphere was at its most exciting. Bo Qijin carried Mu Hua up the elevator by the side door, avoiding the guests.

The engagement of young people is very noisy, and there will always be people who are too drunk to drive, and the entire room on the second floor is reserved for the guests to rest.

Bo Qijin randomly found an empty room, carried Mu Hua in, put her on the bed, and then went to the bathroom to get two clean towels.

After half an hour, Mu Hua finally recovered.

"I'm sorry," Bo Qijin apologized sincerely.

Mu Hua hugged her knees, lowered her head, and said muffledly, "It's not you who pushed me, why are you apologizing?"

She should have said thank you.

Bo Qijin stated in a low voice, "I raised that dog."

Just now, Fang Jiayi was frightened by a dog rushing over suddenly, and Mu Hua was accidentally pushed into the artificial lake by her!

Mu Hua was stunned for a few seconds, and the temper suppressed in her heart suddenly rushed to Tianling Gai, she raised her head, her eyes were red and she stared at the man standing by the bed.

"You raised?"

Mu Hua smashed the towel she had been clutching in her hand, and there was another pillow.

"What's wrong with you, why do you want to keep a dog?"

"Just raise it, why bring it to someone else's engagement banquet?"

"Just take it with you, why don't you take care of it and let it run around and scare you?"

Bo Qijin caught the towel and pillow and threw them at the end of the bed without saying a word.

The more Mu Hua thought about it, she became angry, "Do you know that this dress is my favorite, it can't be washed, it will be ruined if it gets wet, you don't know, you don't know anything..."

She was angry, but her voice became lower and lower, choked up, talking nonsense, and in the end there was only crying.

"You are really annoying, from head to toe..."

She was so sad, her eyes were swollen from crying, and her makeup was all over her face, like she was really just upset about ruining a dress.

His fiancée and ex-girlfriend fell into the water at the same time, Shao Yu only rescued Fang Jiayi, carried her to the hospital, and left in a hurry, not even knowing that Mu Hua was still in the lake.

Bo Qijin took two steps closer, pulled Mu Hua into his arms, and stroked her back, "Don't cry, I'll pay you a new one."

Mu Hua just cried, and the tears rolled out one by one, and she didn't even have a clear consciousness of pushing Bo Qijin away.

The cry was hoarse and indistinct, "It's gone, there won't be another one that's exactly the same..."

Is it just a skirt that she lost?

Bo Qijin suppressed the darkness in the depths of her black eyes, raised her hand to help Mu Hua wipe away tears, and said softly, "Then I'll find you another one that's more beautiful than yours."

"...Forget it, you can help me find a clean dress first, as long as I can wear it," Mu Hua still remembered that this was someone else's engagement banquet.

When Mu Hua finally stopped crying, Bo Qijin asked the assistant waiting outside to go to the car to get a spare shirt.

"Wait a minute," Mu Hua said, "I don't wear what others have worn, and I don't wear too ugly."

Bo Qijin turned around, the woman's eyes were red, her half-dry long black hair was scattered in a mess, a few strands stuck to the bridge of her nose, she was wrapped in a thin quilt and curled up on the bedside, pitiful, completely different from her usual glamorous and arrogant appearance on the contrary.

My heart beat inexplicably.

"You said just now that you can wear it."

Mu Hua hummed, "Women have to listen backwards, don't you have a fiancee? You don't even understand such a simple truth?"

Without changing his face, Bo Qijin asked his assistant to get the clothes, and then closed the door.

The chest of the white shirt on his body was a mess of folds, wet, stained with a mixture of tears from the woman's face and lake water.

　Hehe, the first task at the moment is to get Shao Yu laid off, and then worry about how to assist our old Bo to get up.

　　love you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)