The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

White walls, white sheets, doctors come and go.

Fang Likun was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, neither sad nor happy, once she fell asleep, she never wanted to wake up again.

Qu Cunzi stopped the attending doctor in the corridor, and asked in a low voice, "Is she in danger?"

"Mr. Qu, please don't worry, she is only angry and angry, and there is nothing serious about it. However, it seems that she has something on her mind, which cannot be resolved. As the saying goes, a heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine. Don't provoke her any more."

He thanked the doctor and quietly returned to the ward.

She was already fast asleep, her jet-black hair hung down in a mess, making her face whiter.

He let out a long sigh, sat down beside her, and gently held her hand outside the quilt, which was surprisingly cold in the hot summer.

In memory, how warm these hands were.Unfortunately.

Just like his own hands, did he never have the ability to warm others?

He even felt pain.

Like no one ever believed.

The dignified Mr. Qu, calling the wind and calling the rain, the financial emperor, enjoying the world, where is there anything in this world that can make him suffer?

However, he knew that she hated him.

Originally, the person who shouldn't hate him the most in the world hated him to the bone.

What's even more tragic is that your child's mother, who would rather die than live, is doing it for another man.

The saddest thing is that you know this, but there is nothing you can do about it—because all of this was caused by yourself, and the crime is unforgivable.

Even if Mu Qiaozhi left, he also knew that she could not go back to the past.

She is no longer the Li Xiaobao she was back then.

After a while, he walked out gently.

The phone rang, and on the other side, there was a distraught voice: "Qu Cunzi, are you finally willing to listen to my call? Listen carefully, you must immediately remove all news that is not good for me..."

Suddenly, overwhelming news spread that Jiang Yueming's new film investment chain was broken, the funds were not in place, and there was also an affair between her and the big screenwriter Lu Mou. Lu Mou's original partner even posted a message on Weibo, cursing " Shameless third party Jiang Xingxing will not die well"...the wife of a certain entrepreneur also showed up and posted a screenshot of an ambiguous text message between a female celebrity surnamed Jiang and her husband on Weibo...

Thousands of people point at it, criticize it with words and pens.

All the blame is directed at Xiaosan.

Negative news flooded in, and Jiang Yueming couldn't stand it anymore.

Her phone was ringing off the hook, and so was her assistant's phone. She had to hide at home all day long, not even daring to step out of the door.

Even a fashion award that she might have won in the entertainment industry was temporarily cancelled.

"Qu Cunzi, don't think I don't know, you are retaliating against me, you are shameless..."

He interrupted her, calmly: "I know you are anxious, Jiang Yueming, you dare not even come out now!"

"It's good that you know! Qu Cunzi, I, Jiang Yueming, lost face, and you won't look good either. At least, I'm still Mrs. Qu. If I make a fool of myself, it means you make a fool of myself..."

He laughed: "Yueming, you really never understood me. Don't you know? When will I, Qu Cunzi, have to face?"

"Qu Cunzi, you bastard..."

His smile disappeared, and his voice was extremely stern: "Jiang Yueming, you don't care about my warning at all, do you?"

"Qu Cunzi, I didn't ask you to be with other women! Why do you interfere with me?"

"Except for Mu Qiaozhi, even if you play with all the men in the world, I don't care about you." The white walls, the white sheets, the doctors came and went.

Fang Likun was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, neither sad nor happy, once she fell asleep, she never wanted to wake up again.

Qu Cunzi stopped the attending doctor in the corridor, and asked in a low voice, "Is she in danger?"

"Mr. Qu, please don't worry, she is only angry and angry, and there is nothing serious about it. However, it seems that she has something on her mind, which cannot be resolved. As the saying goes, a heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine. Don't provoke her any more."

He thanked the doctor and quietly returned to the ward.

She was already fast asleep, her jet-black hair hung down in a mess, making her face whiter.

He let out a long sigh, sat down beside her, and gently held her hand outside the quilt, which was surprisingly cold in the hot summer.

In memory, how warm these hands were.Unfortunately.

Just like his own hands, did he never have the ability to warm others?

He even felt pain.

Like no one ever believed.

The dignified Mr. Qu, calling the wind and calling the rain, the financial emperor, enjoying the world, where is there anything in this world that can make him suffer?

However, he knew that she hated him.

Originally, the person who shouldn't hate him the most in the world hated him to the bone.

What's even more tragic is that your child's mother, who would rather die than live, is doing it for another man.

The saddest thing is that you know this, but there is nothing you can do about it—because all of this was caused by yourself, and the crime is unforgivable.

Even if Mu Qiaozhi left, he also knew that she could not go back to the past.

She is no longer the Li Xiaobao she was back then.

After a while, he walked out gently.

The phone rang, and on the other side, there was a distraught voice: "Qu Cunzi, are you finally willing to listen to my call? Listen carefully, you must immediately remove all news that is not good for me..."

Suddenly, overwhelming news spread that Jiang Yueming's new film investment chain was broken, the funds were not in place, and there was also an affair between her and the big screenwriter Lu Mou. Lu Mou's original partner even posted a message on Weibo, cursing " Shameless third party Jiang Xingxing will not die well"...the wife of a certain entrepreneur also showed up and posted a screenshot of an ambiguous text message between a female celebrity surnamed Jiang and her husband on Weibo...

Thousands of people point at it, criticize it with words and pens.

All the blame is directed at Xiaosan.

Negative news flooded in, and Jiang Yueming couldn't stand it anymore.

Her phone was ringing off the hook, and so was her assistant's phone. She had to hide at home all day long, not even daring to step out of the door.

Even a fashion award that she might have won in the entertainment industry was temporarily cancelled.

"Qu Cunzi, don't think I don't know, you are retaliating against me, you are shameless..."

He interrupted her, calmly: "I know you are anxious, Jiang Yueming, you dare not even come out now!"

"It's good that you know! Qu Cunzi, I, Jiang Yueming, lost face, and you won't look good either. At least, I'm still Mrs. Qu. If I make a fool of myself, it means you make a fool of myself..."

He laughed: "Yueming, you really never understood me. Don't you know? When will I, Qu Cunzi, have to face?"

"Qu Cunzi, you bastard..."

His smile disappeared, and his voice was extremely stern: "Jiang Yueming, you don't care about my warning at all, do you?"

"Qu Cunzi, I didn't ask you to be with other women! Why do you interfere with me?"

"Except for Mu Qiaozhi, even if you play with all the men in the world, I don't care about you."