we're finally divorce, ex-husband please be strong

After that, Shen Wenfeng took care of Qiu Yi as if nothing had happened.

During her convalescence, she was not allowed to watch TV, let alone touch her mobile phone. At most, she could find some fashion magazines to relieve her boredom.

He probably wanted to use this method to cut off Qiu Yi's channels to understand the outside world.

But what he didn't know was that every time he left the ward, several strangers sent the new newspaper of the day to Qiu Yi's bedside and directly exposed the page of the report about Qiu's company.

In the past, he was really angry, tore up the newspaper, and cursed Lu Yecheng and Qiu bin with all his strength.

But over time, we can see some clues.

They just want to see themselves angry and crazy.

The more so, the more we have to bear it and conserve our energy, but we won't let them get what they want.

But Qiu Yi never mentioned these things to Shen Wenfeng, and he didn't want to add any trouble to him.

Shen Wenfeng answered a phone call and left.

Within two minutes, someone knocked at the door.

Qiu Yi sneered, glanced at the door and carelessly lengthened his voice: "come in."

The door of the ward was opened, and a familiar figure came in, with a folder in his hand and a serious expression.

Qiu Yi frowned, and immediately the center of his eyebrows stretched out, and quietly moved his eyes to the magazine in front of him: "Secretary Wang, it's your turn to deliver the newspaper again today!"

The tone is extremely sarcastic, with a very strong disdain.

As long as it's a trick that disgusts him, he can use it.

He was really cruel enough to ask his father's secretary to deliver the newspaper.

Qiu Yi heaved a sigh, and there was no waves on his face.

The secretary was just stunned for a few seconds, glanced at her and handed over the folder: "Miss Qiu, this is the document personally prepared by President Qiu. Please have a look. If there is no problem, please sign it."

The other party's business tone with the words "Miss Qiu" is particularly harsh.

Qiu Yi raised his eyes expressionless and scanned him. With a smile, he pulled the corners of his mouth and took the document: "I remember you called me president Qiu some time ago. How can you become Miss Qiu again now."

Qiu Yi deliberately bit the three words harder, and the sarcastic expression on his face couldn't be hidden.

The secretary looked calmly into her eyes: "a few days ago, after the decision of the board of directors, you are no longer an employee of our company. This is the compensation and the annual dividend ratio to you -"

He was interrupted by a sharp stab.

Then, the file torn in half became countless fragments at a speed visible to the naked eye. Qiu Yi re clamped it in the folder and handed it over.

Qiu Yi looked at him coldly, straightened his waist and said with a cold face: "go back and tell Qiu bin that the company is mine, and it's not his turn to fire me. In this life, only I can pay him."

Qiu Yi's attitude was very firm, and the strong aura from top to bottom finally suppressed the Secretary's words.

Before the secretary left, he couldn't help reminding him.

"Miss Qiu, the current company is not what you think. You'd better think about it carefully."

Having said this, he walked out of the ward with a pile of broken paper.

Qiu Yi leaned against the head of the bed and pressed his temples several times. He vaguely heard the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground. There was a trend closer and closer, so he opened his eyes impatiently.

I thought it was a nurse. Unexpectedly, Mo Xinyue came in.

After Qiu Yi's temple beat fiercely, he laughed a few times, full of desolate ridicule.

"I'm really a treasure land of geomantic omen. All kinds of people are rushing to come to me. Why don't you come to me if you don't treat the scum man well?"

Mo Xinyue was not angry, but showed a virtuous and indifferent expression. She sat by the bed and opened the food box she had brought.

"I heard that you hit your child and caused massive bleeding in hospital, so I came to see you."

I don't know whether she intentionally or unintentionally bit the first half of the sentence, which was called a thousand turns, distorting things to the extreme.

Qiu Yi was angry and smiled back. He blinked his eyes and forced the wet bottom of his eyes back.

She looked at Mo Xinyue with cold eyes and said, "the night I fainted, you did the examination for me, and you told Lu Yecheng the news of my pregnancy. I don't remember that you can signal a pulse, but you also signal a happy pulse."

At this point, she deliberately lowered her voice, leaned forward and stared at Mo Xinyue's eyes.

"There is a special room in the villa with medical equipment. I don't believe you can't see ectopic pregnancy. Either, you, the so-called returned doctor, is a fake. You haven't learned anything academically. It's first-class to gossip."

Mo Xinyue looked at the bottom of her eyes.

In particular, the most unquestionable place is touched by people, which shows a bit of annoyance conditionally, and the subconscious will refute it.

But when his eyes touched Qiu Yi's sneering eyes, the impulse was suddenly pressed down.

I always feel that Qiu Yi in front of me is like a changed person. His eyes are sharp and transparent, his breath is cold, and strangers are not close.

It seems that it's not as easy to deal with as before.

Her unpredictable face made Qiu Yi prove her guess more. While she had a bottom in her heart, something suddenly sank.

Qiu Yi casually moved his eyes away from her: "although the child was not saved, fortunately I survived. As long as I sit in this seat, you mo Xinyue will always be invisible."

Speaking of this, she snapped up the magazine and threw it aside. "Go with your soup. The perfume on your body mixed with the smell of amniotic fluid makes me feel sick."

She said these words with a smile, but their lethality was tens of millions of times stronger than yelling.

Mo Xinyue's face was tight, and her bitter eyes flashed past.

She directly opened the soup and handed it to Qiu Yi: "what's wrong with your body is most disgusting. You have to drink the soup. I bought the material here at the hospital with a lot of money and specially prepared it for you."

hospital?!

Qiu Yi frowned fiercely and couldn't help glancing at the bowl of soup.

The color of that bowl of soup is earthy and smells fishy.

She had heard that someone bought placenta soup in the hospital before. Unexpectedly, Mo Xinyue, as a doctor, could do such a thing.

But Mo Xinyue sent it forward again. Qiu Yi clenched her lips, took the bowl in her hand, brought it directly, and threw it on Mo Xinyue's head.