Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

Doreen raised her eyes and looked at the man standing in the room.

Her gaze was ignorant and innocent, like a little girl sizing up a strange visitor from afar.

She stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hand, and pressed it against the window—the palm was cold, it was the glass wall separating her and him.

She was not upset, but just quietly looked at the man in front of her.

Looking over their heads, at such a close distance, they can clearly see all the subtlest expressions on each other's faces.

She looked carefully at the man in front of her, then gently opened the corners of her mouth...

Laughed.

Her smile was brighter than all the sunlight falling on the grass at the moment.

Mu Qiao's heart trembled for a while, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to hold her outstretched hands...

But Doreen had already turned and left.

On the transparent glass, only a small, sweaty palm print remained.

As soon as the wind blows, it disappears.

Doreen's footsteps were very light, stepping on the crisp grass, like a golden flower blown by the wind, not far away there were patients basking in the sun, when she walked, everyone's eyes were on her.

This is such a beautiful woman, even a terminally ill patient can't help expressing emotion in his heart.

Why is such a beautiful woman here?

What is it that made her stay in a mental hospital?

What happened again to make her insane?

But no one will answer these questions.

The master who knew the answer stepped on light steps, like a child who knew nothing, smiled, and returned to the tree where he was originally sitting.

Doreen faced the tree trunk, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

The sun fell behind her, and her face was hidden in a shadow.

She had a charming smile, and that innocence gradually disappeared—then, those bright eyes deepened slightly.

It was pale blue turning into dark blue, the sight of sunny blue water being swallowed up by dark clouds - and the water changed color on the eve of a storm.

And all of this disappeared without a trace in an instant.

When she turned around again and sat under the shadow of the tree, she still had that innocent and innocent expression on her face. She looked at the sky, her empty eyes imprinted with the blue sky, like a girl who didn't know much about the world. child.

Not far away, Mu Qiaozhi had also left.

Doreen thought of the man's face she had just seen, and his expression put her in a surprisingly good mood.

Mu Qiaozhi.

It turns out that you also have today.

"Mr. Mu, are you going back?"

Small.The nurse came over politely.

Mu Qiaozhi has returned to his original expression, nodded lightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to the nurse: "Her clothes are a bit too big, choose a smaller one for her."

"Huh?" The nurse was slightly taken aback, "We all have one size fits all here..."

Mu Qiaozhi's brown eyes narrowed slightly, Doreen's white collarbone and a small piece of shoulder flashed in front of his eyes, as well as the sight of those people on the grass who had been locking her tightly, he was very unhappy.

"Then make a new set." His tone became cold, "When I come over tomorrow, I don't want her to wear that set again."

Small.The nurse was frightened by his cold tone, nodded her head quickly, and saw that Mu Qiaozhi was gone, then stroked her chest cautiously, and said to herself, it turns out that the gentle man getting angry...is the scariest thing...

What does it matter if the clothes are bigger?I don't wear it for others to see...

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Do you feel that Mumu has worked hard~~