Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Mother said that she likes the flowers that she planted by herself, because each flower seed is a little secret. Watching her little secrets break out of the ground little by little, grow up little by little, and then bloom the most beautiful and brilliant flowers, only Only those who understand flowers can know their little secrets.

She remembers that at that time, she asked her father, "When the flowers fade, wouldn't the mother at that time be very sad?"

The father replied to her: "No, little secrets are always little secrets. When the flowers wither, they will return to the soil!"

"Are bad little secrets okay?"

"As long as it is secret..."

So she remembered.

When she was twelve years old, Sheng Yuchen asked him to start again. She cut off her long hair that had been raised for twelve years, and buried her head flowers, hairpins, and toys she often played with.

She didn't expect them to bloom so beautiful and beautiful flowers. She only hoped that these things, her twelve-year-old, would disappear before her eyes and in her life forever.

But now!

Whatever it was, it was once, in countless nights, it was always an indelible nightmare.

Chang Chu's expression suddenly turned sullen again, this kind of secret is nothing more than self-deception!

"I'm a little cold, you can bring me a blanket when you go back!"

With his back to the servant, Chang Chu's voice was a little dry, and his voice was so hoarse that he hardly spoke all day. At first glance, it was a bit scary.

The servant suddenly spoke up because of her, and it was the longest sentence in the past few days. It was shocked and frightened, and got goose bumps.

But soon, she resumed as usual and said lightly: "Since it's cold, Miss Chang should come in!"

"No, I don't want to! Go quickly and bring me something to eat by the way, I'm hungry!"

Chang Chu's tone was very strong, and his mouth was such a pretentious instruction.

The servant pursed his lips and did not move.

"You don't understand or you have ear problems, do you want me to call Sheng Yuchen and ask for a change? Now, everyone will bully me for being a disabled person, right?!"

Chang Chu deliberately bit the word "disability" very seriously. He didn't know whether it was to gain sympathy or to relax the person's defense against himself. In short, no matter which one is the same, it is fine.

The servant hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Wait a minute!"

"Ok!"

Chang Chu responded and turned to watch the servant leave and enter the villa.

Looking at the flower garden in front of him, Chang Chu paused for a while, manipulating his wheelchair until he reached the back of the pavilion, which happened to be a blind spot for the villa door.

The flower garden surrounds the pavilion, and it is still a mess of flowers and plants.

Taking a look at the lime platform of the pavilion, he saw the obvious crack somewhere. Chang Chu's line of sight followed the crack and directly froze somewhere.

Reached out, bent over to poke toward that place, only to find that she could not get the ground in this way.

Chang Chu tried to stand up and moved her legs slightly. There was nothing unusual about it. She held her thigh with her hands and put one of her legs on the ground. With a slight effort, the pain was still there. Within the range of endurance.

With a lot of determination, Chang Chu stood up with her hands in the wheelchair, a height she could not even think of recently, which made her a little happy.

However, she had just divided the strength of her arm on her leg. The piercing pain caused her nerves to spasm, her hand loosened, and she fell to the ground...