Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

After hanging up the phone, he did not look at Jiang Liu again, but walked towards the door.

When he arrived at Qiao Ting's house next door, he saw Qiao Ting sitting on the sofa crying, with blood on his palms.

"Makino."

Seeing him, Qiao's cries became even louder.

Shen Muye frowned and called the family doctor over, "What's going on?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu did I accidentally hurt my hand when I was peeling the apple. I feel really uncomfortable. When I think of you and Jiang Liu getting married, I feel like I can’t hold on any longer. I don’t know what happened to you now. I think, I can’t see through you, it’s so uncomfortable.”

Qiao felt vicious after hearing this. She was bound to make this wedding obscene. As long as Shen Muye cared about her even a little bit, she could succeed!
  The family doctor came over quickly, checked Qiao Ting's wound, and began to bandage it.

The wound was not deep and no stitches were needed, but the blood remained and looked scary.

After the doctor left, Qiao Ting grabbed Shen Muye's sleeve.

"Makino, please rest here tonight. I feel so dizzy that I'm about to faint."

Shen Muye raised his hand and tested her forehead. Sure enough, she had a fever.

"I'm going to find some fever-reducing medicine."

Qiao Ting slowly leaned against him and said, "No need for antipyretics. Help me go to bed to rest. My eyes hurt too."

Shen Muye didn't say anything, just helped him up and went to the bedroom upstairs.

He gave this villa to Qiao Ting. As for why it was next door to Jiang's villa, he couldn't figure it out. When he realized it, the villa had already been bought by him.

After going upstairs, Qiao Ting pulled his sleeve again while he was lying on the bed.

"Makino, I'm so hot. Can you please help me take off my clothes? It's really hot."

Her mind began to drift. All she could think about was that Shen Muye must not be allowed to leave tonight.

She had to leave the person behind and take photos to show Jiang Liu.

Isn't Jiang Liu a high-ranking rich lady? She probably can't stand men cheating on her outside.

Qiao felt vicious in her heart when she heard that, especially when she thought of Jiang Liu's face, she felt even more uncomfortable. She had to find a chance to destroy Jiang Liu's face, because that bitch liked to use her face to seduce men. Shen Muye looked at the box of medicine on the table beside the bed, and then realized that Qiao Ting did not have a fever, but had given herself the medicine.

He didn't speak, just looked at people silently.

Qiao Ting thought he was acquiescing and climbed over immediately.

"Makino, I can do what Jiang Liu can do. We were so loving before, why did you leave me alone? Makino, I really don't want you to marry her. Believe it or not, on your wedding day, I will Hang yourself in this villa."

"I'll have someone come over and stay with you."

"I don't want it! I want you!"

Joe's voice began to grow hoarse, his hands clutching his sleeves.

"Makino, what did your mother say when she passed away? Didn't she tell you to take good care of me? But is this how you take care of me? If I die and go underground, I will definitely complain to my aunt, my parents, and me. Both your parents died because of your father. Your father was the driver. He could have avoided the car accident, but he was old and couldn't react. Makino, you owe me too much, and you haven't paid it off at all. .”

The atmosphere in the room became very cold, and only then did Qiao realize that he seemed to have said too much.

She slowly let go of Shen Muye's sleeves and began to cry.

This kind of crying was suppressed, and it reminded Shen Muye of the scene where the car accident had just occurred.

At that time, Qiao Ting also cried like this, and then asked him when his life would get better.

He didn't know, but all he could think about at that time was how to survive.

In order to survive, he did many things.

He grew up rolling in the mud, and Qiao Ting was well cared for by him.

He pulled off the collar of his suit, pulled over the chair next to him and sat down.

"I'll stay here with you, and you can sleep by yourself."

Qiao felt a little more comfortable after hearing this, and the corners of her mouth curved, "Well, I knew you were the best to me." (End of Chapter)