After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Lu Yao recognized that the woman who was walking towards her was Mrs. Mo who followed director Mo to visit Shao's house yesterday.

Then she stopped and smiled politely. Considering the seniority, she still called out awkwardly, "Hello, aunt."

Seeing that Lu Yao seemed to be a good talker, Mrs. Mo felt that she was with the right person. After laughing twice, she squeezed out two tears with some grievances. She sighed and couldn't bear to refuse.

"We are also embarrassed to say that we are relatives of the Shao family. Your uncle was worried to stay in the hospital after he came home yesterday. The doctor said his blood pressure was too high to come down. I'm afraid his life will be hard to be guaranteed if he goes on like this..."

As he spoke, he had stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but his eyes always glanced at Lu Yao, as if observing the expression on her face.

Lu Yao's deep eyes soon judged that this was not a simple encounter.

After knowing the other party's purpose, she deliberately didn't take up the conversation. When she heard that director Mo was hospitalized, she slightly frowned, "is that Aunt going to the hospital now? Hurry up and don't delay. When Yunchen comes back from his company's meeting, I'll tell him to go to the hospital to help you. "

Seeing Lu Yao pretending to be a fool, Mrs. Mo's expression on her face was not very good-looking, but she seemed to have no interest in staying, so she simply grabbed each other's arm between sighs.

"We elders have heard about the things between you and Yunchen. We know that you have a good relationship. In this way, can you help our old Mo persuade him to leave another civilian job in the company... "

In other words, she has used her spare hand to touch her mobile phone from her pocket, "I'll call Yunchen now. Tell him."

Seeing each other's posture, Lu Yao seemed not to let herself go easily.

She stretched out her hand to press the other party's mobile phone, and tried to pull out the pulled arm. After several unsuccessful struggles, she persuaded: "Yunchen is in a meeting in the company now, and he can't answer the phone."

While talking, Yu Guang glanced at the glass door not far away and thought to herself that the two old ladies in the door might be noisy at this time. If she wanted to get away, she had to rely on herself for the time being.

Just thinking about it, she felt that the strength on her wrist had increased a bit. Mrs. Mo realized that what Lu Yao said was reasonable, so she pleaded wrongfully: "you're right. He certainly doesn't want to listen to my phone, but yours is different. If you use your mobile phone, he must be willing to listen."

At the dinner table last night, Lu Yao heard Shao's mother complain about her sister-in-law. She said she was the most mischievous person. She also said that their husband and wife came to the door. It must be her idea. She didn't care at that time, but now she has seen it. She always guessed that Shao's mother was right.

Forced by Mrs. Mo, Lu Yao's body has withdrawn to the corner of the wall. In fact, she doesn't want to bother Shao Yunchen because of these trivial things. She lingered in the bottom of her heart, and still pulled down her face in the other party's expectation.

Incidentally, he teased the hand that had always been tightly fastened on his wrist down, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Her reason is also very clear, "Shao Yunchen has the intention to reshape the atmosphere of Longteng. At present, all the things he has to do are justified. If he openly shields his relatives and tells people for no reason, his governance of Longteng will not only be ineffective, but will cause greater trouble."

So, she can't help.

As soon as her attitude was clear, Mrs. Mo, who had previously put on a good face, immediately collapsed her face, "what's his uncle like now in the hospital? Your family still say such sarcastic words?"

With that, she took Lu Yao's hand to the roadside to stop the car, "go, you go to the hospital with me and have a look at how a good person was forced to death by your Shao family. I think you can't live on your conscience!"

Lu Yao was dragged by this unexpected force and staggered forward for two steps. Finally, she was pulled to the intersection. Seeing an empty car coming this way, she tried to break free and whirled around in her mouth.

"Wait a minute. My bag is still in the store. I'll pick it up and come back."

Taking the opportunity to break free, she turned to go to the store, but Mrs. Mo saw that she was in a hurry. She thought she was going to run, so she stretched out her hand and pulled her back.

But this time, the woman didn't pay attention to her backward steps. She stepped empty on the edge of the road and fell down hard.

At the moment of landing, a burst of abdominal colic wrapped her whole body.

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"What are you looking at?"

When passing through an intersection, Mu Ming's oblique eyes looked at the assistant who was lifting the curtain and looking out. There was a faint unhappiness in his slightly wrinkled eyebrows and eyes.

After coming out of the airport, he had been taking a nap with his eyes closed. When the assistant saw him leaning back in his chair, he thought he was asleep.

So after hearing the slightly questioning voice, he put down the curtain and whispered, "nothing, just look at the traffic jam."

The driver who heard this conversation also took a look at his side, slowly lowered the speed and was about to stop the car to the next lane. "There are many people at the intersection in front, maybe there was an accident."

The man frowned. When the car slowly approached the scene of the accident, he heard a loud noise.

Originally unintentionally, when I turned around and was about to change to a more comfortable sitting position, I happened to see a familiar and pale cheek through the gap of the curtain that had not been closed tightly.

In a crowd of people in a hurry, he swept past his eyes without bias.

His heart suddenly "clattered" and his body left the back of the chair. At the moment when his back was stiff, a layer of cold sweat came out.

The yawning assistant was caught off guard. He saw an arm stretched out quickly towards this side. Then he heard a "crash", the curtains were opened, and the dazzling noon sun shone into the car.

When I turned around and looked along the line of sight, the car body had passed the noisy crowd and was slowly accelerating towards the intersection in front.

"What's the matter, Mr. mu?"

The little assistant sat up straight and looked back.

Without time to reconfirm, after a little struggle at the bottom of his heart, the man quickly stopped the driver, "stop!"

At that moment, a voice came out from the bottom of my heart and felt that I couldn't read it wrong.

Before the car stopped, he opened the door, stepped down with long legs and walked quickly towards the place where the crowd gathered.

Approaching, I heard someone calling, "please send an ambulance quickly. There are pregnant women bleeding here. The situation is critical. The address is..."

He pushed aside the crowd and saw that the bloodless woman was leaning against the arms of a student like girl. With one hand firmly clutching the White Chiffon shirt in front of her belly, several parts of the dark green skirt under her body had been faintly dyed black.

There was a faint damp and greasy smell of blood around.

Besides her, there was also a woman who looked about 50 years old. Staring at the blood seeping from the skirt, the whole person had lost his mind, put his head around and muttered: "it's not me, it's not me, I didn't mean it..."

Mu Ming's heart suddenly trembled. Without a moment's hesitation, he took off his suit and coat, covered the woman who had almost collapsed and fainted, and bent down to take her from the arms of the college student.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

The female college student was so anxious that the sweat on her forehead rolled all over her face and looked at Mu Ming with hope and vigilance in her eyes.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms.

"Mu... Name..."

Before losing consciousness completely, Lu Yao called out his name.

Another hand stained with light blood clings to his arm, grabs it hard, then falls powerlessly, and finally rubs a bright red and broken palm print on the snow-white shirt.

At that moment, she had no time to think about anything else. She just thought that the child might not be able to keep it.

She is sorry for Shao Yunchen and the child.

The word "Mu Ming" before the woman's coma made the man's heart choke inexplicably.

He glanced at the college student and fixed his eyes, "I'm her brother."

Then he picked up the man from the other party's hand, hugged him tightly, looked at the assistant who had just caught up with him, burst out in a moment, and motioned to the old woman who was still talking to herself, "look at her for me and inform Shao Yunchen."