Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 1183
"Sir, here... we are all gone, who will take care of Madam?" Butler He was a little embarrassed, he sighed in his heart, the young couple had to hurt each other like this to be reconciled to the quarrel?

Especially the husband, who actually did some childish behaviors, and the wife is a dull gourd, always choosing to keep silent.

Only then did Lu Qianchen raise his eyelids and glance at Xia Weiran. His gaze was very indifferent. He just glanced away, then moved away lightly, and looked at Butler He: "From now on, your task is to take good care of Sichun. Outsiders don't need you to care about them."

Xia Weiran's eyeballs moved, passed through Lu Qianchen's side, and looked out the door lazily.

It's winter, and the wind is so strong that it blows off the dry leaves on the tree. In a blink of an eye, the tree has no home...

It's really cold, the cold Xia Weiran shivered a bit, feeling cold to the bone.

Xia Weiran lowered her head, looked away and yawned several times, trying hard to make the mist rolling in her red eyes more like sleepiness.

Lu Qianchen looked at the woman who had been silent at the stairs. She had lost weight recently.

Getting up from Xia Sichun's bed in the morning, not long after leaving the office, he received a call saying that Xia Sichun had come here.

That's why Lu Qianchen rushed here non-stop. Although his relationship with Xia Sichun has been covered by media reports, but in his subconscious mind, he really didn't want Xia Weiran to misunderstand that he betrayed her.

However, when he came to the villa, parked the car and was about to open the door and enter, he heard these words floating out of Xia Weiran's mouth.

Every word is her indifference to him, her indifference to him, even the divorce has been predicted for him.

Lu Qianchen's chest was icy cold, and the back of Xia Weiran turned and went upstairs became more and more blurred.

His body shook slightly, and the hand around Xia Sichun's waist tightened involuntarily. Xia Sichun's brows were tightly knit together in pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

After a while, until the door of the bedroom on the third floor was closed with a bang, Lu Qianchen blinked, stared in the direction of the third floor for a while, then turned his head, and said to Steward He in a flat tone One sentence: "Let Yan'er stay..."

……

Xia Weiran, who entered the bedroom, ran to the window, drew the curtains, but hid behind the wall, through the gap, watching the mighty servants leave the courtyard behind Lu Qianchen.

The formerly bustling villa suddenly looked like a cold palace.

She turned around, leaned against the wall, and slowly squatted on the ground.

She told herself secretly in her heart, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt... If he doesn't hurt, she doesn't hurt.

It's just that when he left, he leaned on the wall and stood up.

It's just that one person bears the debt of two people

It's just that she didn't choose to confess in the past, so now she has no right to blame her.

However, the more she told herself that it didn't hurt, the more she felt the pain in her heart.

……

After Lu Qianchen drove out of the villa, he put Xia Sichun down, asked her to take a taxi, and went to the western suburbs.

He did buy a villa for her and let Xia Sichun and her parents move in, but Lu Qianchen never thought of staying there for a day.

As for the servants brought out, he asked the housekeeper to pay all their wages and let them all take paid leave.

(End of this chapter)