Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

With that, LAN Jingyi took her bag, took out a small mirror and calmly sorted out her appearance. Only then did she get up and leave the famous snack bar in T city. Luo Meiwei wanted to make her sad and tender.

"You..." Luo Meiwei shriveled and roared with hatred.

"Oh, what's the matter with me? I'm fine. Miss laurel misses me. You can miss me every day. It doesn't matter here. Bye." she waved away. It was really a fly. She fought with Yin Qingrou. Everyone couldn't see her and Jiang Jun. the better. She felt a little blocked when she thought of here, but she soon wanted to open up.

Who stipulates that two people in love must be together?

Love is not having, but each other can be happy, which is enough.

The roadside Florist bought two bouquets of roses and drove back to the small apartment. She felt that she was suffering from a magic disease and could not dispel her sadness at the bottom of her heart.

Lying on the sofa in the small apartment smelling the fragrance of roses, she seemed to be asleep and awake.

It's decided. Everything's decided.

But now the problem comes out again. How will she tell him?

Let her call him personally and say 'let's break up'. She really can't say such cruel words.

In fact, the cruel object is not only Jiang Junyue, but also herself, okay?

She wanted to drink. Before she divorced Lu Wentao, she mixed wine as soon as she was sad. After mixing wine, she got drunk. It was the best.

But where is there a wine mixing tool in the small apartment? Coupled with the baby still in her stomach, she dare not drink.

My heart is so sad.

It's worse not to drink.

I really want to break up. A lot of things have to be decided.

What's her reason for breaking up? How do you tell Jiang Junyue? Also, does Qin and Zhuang Zhuang want to be with themselves or with Jiang Junyue?

She really didn't want to give up the two little things, but when she took them away, Jiang Junyue would be in pain. She was more than heart-to-heart. She knew the taste of separation of bones and flesh, which would be the sadness of cone heart etching bones.

Her hand fell to her lower abdomen, and she had another baby. If she left Qinqin's strength to Jiang Junyue, at least she had more company than Jiang Jun.

As for breaking up, we can't borrow anything this time. Lu Wentao and Jane have to leave. That's not fair to them.

After thinking about it, it seems that this won't work and that won't work. How can it be awkward.

Simply leave alone.

But what about mom?

The children need her. Jiang Junyue, a big man, can't coax two baby eggs every day. It's OK to give them to the nanny, but a close relative should follow the children every day. Otherwise, how can you rest assured.

But if she left, would her mother stay to take care of the children for her and Jiang Junyue?

Breaking up with Jiang Junyue is no better than breaking up with Lu Wentao. At that time, she really wanted to divorce, but now, she doesn't want to separate from Jiang Junyue and hurt him, but separation itself is hurt.

separate.

hurt.

These two words flashed in my mind. Suddenly, a person's name jumped in front of me, Ji Minru.

Ji Minru has been arguing to see her. Thinking about the number that Jane Feili left her last time, LAN Jingyi dialed it.

"Hello, this is Minru. Who is this?" Qingyue's female voice can feel the taste of happiness through her voice. She is very happy now after leaving Jane Feili?

She pursed her lips and said in a dry voice, "Minru, it's me, Jingyi."

"Lan Jingyi? Is it really you?" seems to have never thought it was her. Ji Minru's voice was particularly excited and his tone was unbelievable.

"Well, it's me. I must say you're back in T city. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yes, I've been back for a long time. I told Feili that everyone would get together, but he kept dragging. It's good to hear your voice again, Jingyi. Do you have time? Let's go out for a cup of tea?"

"OK." listening to Ji Minru's voice, the long lost sense of familiarity made her heart tremble. Once, she hated Ji Minru, but now, when she has experienced all kinds of life, she has become indifferent. Everything just goes with nature.

"Then tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, in that coffee shop, you know."

I thought Ji Minru was going to ask her out today, but it turned out to be tomorrow. She thought Ji Minru was the child's mother now. It was dark and she couldn't leave at all.

Tomorrow is tomorrow. Anyway, it has been delayed for so long. It's not bad to delay another day and a half.

Instead, she left everything to her mother. Now there is no one left, "OK, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Ji Minru said and hung up. The child's cry can be heard at the end. It can be calculated that Ji Minru's child is now seven or eight months old. It's the time when adults like to tease, but such a big little thing is quite naughty and doesn't understand anything. It must be guarded by a person 24 hours a day.

Some are afraid of strangers.

People coaxed the child to sleep, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Tomorrow she would decide how to separate from Jiang Junyue. Therefore, this night, she felt as if she had thorns all over her body. It was very uncomfortable. She always felt that there was nothing to do, but she couldn't think of it no matter how she thought.

Over and over, over and over.

LAN Jingyi couldn't sleep.

Simply picked up the phone and called Jin Xuexi. I don't know how she is in the hospital. She really wants to leave. Suddenly, she can't let Jin Xuexi go.

The phone rang for many times before it was picked up, but it was Cheng Qingyang instead of Jin Xuexi. "Looking for Xuexi?" the faint voice was slightly cold. Since Jiang Junyue was discharged from the hospital and took Yin Qingrou abroad, Cheng Qingyang seemed to have changed. The whole person was cold from inside to outside. Don't get close to him.

"Well, I'm looking for Xuexi."

"She's asleep. Shall I ask her to return to you another day?" there was a polite tone, but the cold was still strong.

LAN Jingyi thought that he must have picked up the phone for Jin Xuexi behind Xuexi's back, so he whispered, "what's wrong with her?"

"It has not been diagnosed yet. Her previous medical record is leukemia."

"Have you had this disease before?"

"Yes."

"Then she wants children?" Lan Jing Yi murmured.

As if he had heard her muttering, Cheng Qingyang whispered, "she hasn't taken the medicine for a long time. She's broken the medicine for a long time." the same meaning was repeated twice. When he said it, his cold voice trembled a little, and more was a heartache.

LAN Jingyi's heart is pulled up. Jin Xue knows how much she loves Cheng Qingyang, so she will give up taking medicine in order to have one of his children?

Just because he likes it, he is desperate to have his children.

Silly.

Silly girl.

"Tomorrow, I want to see her, OK?" before leaving, I saw all the people I should see, so that even if I left, I wouldn't leave any regrets.

"OK, wait for me to call."

After hanging up with Cheng Qingyang, she still couldn't sleep.

There are thousands of feelings in her heart. The girls she knows, Jin Xue and Ji Weixue, are all seriously ill. She is sad to think that such a young girl has such a disease.

She still can't sleep.

This evening, I just want to make a phone call. After this one, there is another.

She wants to give up.

Just call him.

To kill time.

At this time, he was still in the daytime. It was late at night on her side.

He must be very busy at this time, but anyway, she just wants to hear his voice.

Just listen. Just listen and she can fall asleep.

Tell yourself not to miss him, or he will fly back to see her again.

"Miss me again?" he asked narcissistically as soon as the phone was answered. "It seems that my charm is no less than that of the past."

"The child's father is dead and pretends."

"How's the child's father? Yes or no. well, you're still young."

He always talks so easily without any unpleasant meaning. He still doesn't want her to worry about him.

But can she not worry?

Unless her heart is made of iron, not meat.

She couldn't help worrying about him.

"Qing Qing, I like listening to a song these days."

"What song?"

"Li Na's Qinghai Tibet Plateau." it's true to talk to him. It's also true to quietly reveal to him some information that can be remembered in the future. When she left, she left him a letter and told him that she suddenly realized the Buddha's fate and became a monk like Li Na.

He must not believe it.

But she really can't think of a second reason.

For example, she married Lu Wentao again. He must not believe it.

"Well, that song is enduring and really classic."

"I like Li Na, too."

"Oh, she's a woman. You can't like her. I only want you to like me." he yelled at her overbearing, with an endless taste of spoiling, which made her mind swing and the corners of her eyes swell.

"Qing Qing, there are many kinds of destinations for a woman. Maybe she is the best choice for her." the green lamp is accompanied by the ancient Buddha and is quiet. In fact, people's life doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, as long as they are peaceful in their heart.

"That's her, LAN Jingyi. I tell you, your destination is my arms. Well, when I go back, I'll clean you up. You didn't let me have fun when you came. I remember."

At that time, she thought about the baby in her belly. How could she let him toss her with joy? She didn't dare.

Let him remember, she will also remember him for a lifetime, or they can meet soon, just tilting. What others see is very fast, but in her eyes, it will only be like another world, too long.

"Qing Qing, if there is another afterlife, will you meet me in the commotion again?"

"No," he said with a low smile, "it's better for you to put a unique label on your forehead as soon as you are born. See if you dare to get married again and again, it's your turn. Hum."

Is there anything more domineering than him?

"Well, you were born. What do you know? You only know how to eat, drink and Lazar?"

"Yes, I have known you since I was born."

Among thousands, she can recognize him at a glance, and so can he.

The eyes are becoming more and more fashionable. How can she let go of him like this