Famous family's first favorite: wife, rob a marriage

Chapter 1008 Three Years Separated 23
Mu Ying stood there dumbfounded, her face turning red and white.Unexpectedly, Gu Qingchu was just using herself, she was acting affectionate.

But... Mu Ying's eyes are a little blurred, Gu Qingchu, but I can't blame you anyway.

You should blame that Nanxi, why does she occupy your heart and refuse to leave?

People who are dead should leave well, right?
Mu Ying's eyes were instantly cold, and her tightly clenched fists seemed to tear something apart.

Nanxi, I can't wait for you to dig your grave so that you can never be reborn forever.

On the weekend, Luo Jialing bought some things and went to the villa to visit Qingchu.

For the past three years, she had been fearful, afraid that he would really go with Nanxi. Fortunately, Mu Ying was taking care of him, watching him carefully every day.

For this woman, she is grateful and likes it.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mu Ying busy in the kitchen, and the bursts of food aroma made her index finger move, and Luo Jialing felt a little more satisfied.

"Ma'am." Mu Ying glanced back and saw Luo Jialing, and immediately stepped forward to hug her affectionately.

"What delicious food?" Luo Jialing smiled kindly, "What about Qingchu?"

"I'm making stomach nourishing soup for Qingchu." Mu Ying lowered her head shyly, "Qingchu hasn't woken up yet."

When Luo Jialing heard this, she excitedly grabbed Mu Ying's hand: "You, you..."

It was only then that Mu Ying realized that his wife had misunderstood her words.She bit her lip, and said with some embarrassment: "No, no... He didn't treat me at the beginning of love..." Halfway through the sentence, she couldn't continue.

Looking at Keren'er's aggrieved appearance in front of her, Luo Jialing sighed.

Her silly son, who clearly has better things to cherish, but misses those who are dead.

The dead are gone, but the living must continue to live.

"Don't worry, Auntie will persuade Qingchu for you." Luo Jialing patted Mu Ying's hand reassuringly, then turned and walked upstairs.

Looking at Luo Jialing's back, Mu Ying secretly rejoiced that at least her efforts had won the support of her wife.

Luo Jialing came to Gu Qingchu's tightly closed room and knocked lightly a few times, but no one answered for a long time.She couldn't help shouting: "Qingchu, are you awake?"

"..."

Her answer was still dead silence.

Luo Jialing couldn't bear it anymore, she opened the door and walked in.

But before she walked in, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Gu Qingchu was lying on the carpet decadently drunk, surrounded by empty wine bottles, and there was a photo of Nanxi on his chest.

Luo Jialing's heart twitched instantly, she didn't expect that after three years, he still looks like this.

"Qingchu, come, mommy will help you up." Luo Jialing knelt down and called softly, stroking her son's face with her distressed hands.

"Mom, let's go." Gu Qingchu waved her hands and turned over, "Nanxi is talking to me."

Upon hearing this, Luo Jialing couldn't bear it anymore, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was tinged with crying: "Don't be stupid, Nanxi has been dead for three years, even if it is a ghost, it has already been reincarnated."

She tugged Gu Qingchu's arm vigorously, trying to pull him up.

"Mom!" What Gu Qingchu couldn't bear the most was that Bie Ran told him that Nanxi was dead, "Nanxi is not dead, she just refused to forgive me, that's why she didn't come to see me."

Two lines of tears dripped silently on the handsome face, but Gu Qingchu said in an almost pleading tone: "Mom, you go, don't scare her. Let me wait for her to come back alone."

Luo Jialing couldn't bear to watch it any longer, she broke down and threw away Gu Qingchu's hand, and finally she couldn't help but rushed out the door.

(End of this chapter)