The warm wife of the favored marriage is married

Chapter 62 31 Lu Qirui's Fear (2)
Shang Qingyang was instantly choked by the wine in his mouth, and coughed heart-rendingly, "cough, cough, cough, cough".Shaking his hands, he pointed at Lu Qirui and kept saying "you you you", unable to say a complete sentence.

Lu Qirui raised his eyebrows, looking at Shang Qingyang's embarrassment calmly.

Finally, Shang Qingyang recovered his strength, "Lu Qirui, we are brothers after all, why are you cheating me like this?"

"How is this a trick? You are not young anymore. Auntie is worried about your marriage and arranged for you a chance to get the moon first. It can be said to be well-intentioned. As a brother, I should help."

Shang Qingyang's face turned blue: "Just that fierce tigress, still the moon? You are ashamed to say it."

Su Xinyao was the little girl who beat Shang Qingyang until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She was also the blind date arranged by Shang's mother.

Lu Qirui smiled, and said gently: "Su Xinyao has a Ph.D. in finance, and in the UK, she is also a candidate for invitations from big companies. To be your assistant is already a grievance."

"Brother, my good brother, I was wrong. I will never tease your little girl again. If you take that tigress away, you can't just watch me stay away from a large forest and be entangled to death by a tree with a crooked neck." Right?" Shang Qingyang had a pitiful expression on his face, and he almost cried while hugging Lu Qirui's thigh.

Lu Qirui was unmoved: "I have already promised my aunt that Su Yaoyao will come to work on Monday. If you disagree, you can call her and tell her yourself." He raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already ten o'clock, "The time is not It's early, I'm leaving first."

Shang Qingyang sat blankly on the sofa, feeling hopeless in life.

When Lu Qirui came in, Lan Chuning fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, she seemed to be sleeping uncomfortable, her brows were furrowed.

His complexion is a little ugly, the air conditioner is not turned on at home, what should I do if I lie here and fall ill in this weather?Stepping forward to gently hug her, the person on the sofa fell into a deep sleep and was not awakened.

Lu Qirui took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower, his body smelled of wine from the bar and all kinds of strong perfume, he didn't like it.When she went out, Lan Chuning was still in a deep sleep, she didn't know what she dreamed about, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

"Dad, I'm sorry, Dad...Baby, don't go...Dad, don't go, don't leave me..." Just as Lu Qirui was about to go to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe Lan Chuning's sweat, he heard her raving in her dream, The leaving figure froze instantly.

Lu Qirui turned around and stared at Lan Chuning's sleeping face, her brows were furrowed, she stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab something, with a panicked and helpless expression on her face.Lu Qirui's eyes were filled with waves, like pain, guilt, distress, and fear.

He turned around and left the room, closed the door gently, and walked downstairs.

Lu Qirui poured a glass of wine, his eyes didn't know where to look, he suddenly remembered what the doctor said to him in the hospital two years ago: "The patient's stomach has been washed, and his life is now out of danger, but the child in his stomach is not saved. Feel sorry."

He grabbed the doctor's hand and asked, "Child? What child?"

The doctor looked at him strangely: "The patient has been pregnant for more than a month, don't you know?"

For more than a month, wouldn't that be them...?
Lu Qirui thought of the child who had no fate, and the girl lying on the hospital bed, looking at him blankly, asking him why he wanted to save her, with a painful expression on her face.

How many times he wanted to say to her, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much."

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that if he said it, that girl would stay away from him from now on, thousands of miles away, and she would never be found again.

(End of this chapter)