Medical marriage is touching, accidentally fell in love with you

Chapter 462 Mo Qingxuan and Jiang Luan's Extra Story (11)

"Xiaolu, tell me, has something happened to my mother, where is she now?"

Jiang Lu's expression changed slightly, and the hand held by her froze suddenly, her eyes flickered, she smiled concealedly, and said briskly:
"Mom is with my aunt. Back then, you and father left us one after another. My mother was overly sad and in poor health. My aunt and uncle took her to Country E, and I, these years, have been living in Brother Qingxuan's house."

"Little Lu..."

Jiang Luan's heart sank.

She knew that Xiao Lu was lying, her smile looked bright, but the absurdity did not reach her eyes, she wanted to ask something, but Jiang Lu's cell phone rang suddenly.

She took the opportunity to withdraw the hand she was holding and stood up, while taking out her mobile phone, she said:

"Sister, your injury is not healed, and you are on your menstrual period again. It is very late now, you should rest first, and I will come to see you tomorrow morning."

Jiang Lu lowered her head, and when she saw the caller ID on the phone screen, Qing Hongshui's eyes flashed with surprise. After a moment of hesitation, she looked at Jiang Luan on the bed again:

"Sister, brother Qingxuan is calling."

The strangeness in Jiang Luan's eyes was fleeting, and the expression on his slightly pale face was calm, and he said calmly:

"I'm a little tired. I'm going to bed first. He may have something to do with you. You can go out to the ward to pick it up."

Jiang Lu was startled, and opened her mouth to say something, but Jiang Luan slid down and lay flat, then closed her eyes, and swallowed the words she had reached.

Pursing her lips tightly, she bent down, covered Jiang Luan with a quilt, said good night, and left the ward.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Luan's closed eyes opened, pain flashed in the depths of her eyes, and her red lips were tightly pursed.

After leaving the ward, Jiang Lu answered the phone, her voice was slightly hoarse after crying:
"Hello, brother Qingxuan."

"Xiao Lu, where are you now?"

The voice that drilled into her ears was deep and magnetic, and Jiang Lu's lips parted into a smile, and she walked towards the nurse's station, and replied:
"I just came out of my sister's ward. She said she was tired and went to bed first. Brother Qingxuan, what can you do?"

Although she explained that Jiang Luan was a bit tired, the word 'just' caused Mo Qingxuan on the other end of the phone to fall into a brief silence. After a while, his voice came again, with a hint of coldness:
"I'm at Xuan Ye. Yi Xun just said that he misses you. Come out. Ah Xuan will be at the hospital soon."

When Mo Qingxuan was talking on the phone, he was sitting on the sofa in the private room, with clear eyebrows and a noble demeanor, and he didn't even hesitate to lie, but Qiao Yixun, who was opposite, opened his eyes wide in shock. When did she say she missed Xiaolu? Yes, what she said was that she missed Miss Luan'er.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Lu was startled, he actually went to Xuan Ye.

Before she answered, Mo Qingxuan added on the other end of the phone:
"I drank, come here and drive later."

Jiang Luan blinked her eyes and replied briskly:
"Okay, Brother Qingxuan, I'll go down right away."

Jiang Luan was sleeping soundly, when she was suddenly awakened by an angry scolding, she opened her eyes tremblingly, and when her sight touched a pair of deep eyes full of storms, her heart suddenly suffocated.

"Who gave you this phone?"

The man's handsome and slender figure stood in front of the sick bed, holding a mobile phone between his slender and white fingers, and the screen facing her was the call record between her and Shi Mingyang.

The light hit his gloomy face, every inch of his delicate facial features was filled with anger.

Jiang Luan's last lingering drowsiness dissipated in his sharp eyes, and he inhaled the faint scent of wine on his nostrils, telling her that this man drank.

She took a deep breath, and her thoughts turned quickly. This man came to her ward after drinking, and there must be something wrong.

What annoyed Jiang Luan the most was that the phone was placed under the pillow, and she didn't know it was taken away by him. How could she still be as defenseless against him as before.

She pursed her lips, raised her hands to rub her temples with some headaches, and asked without answering:
"What are you doing in my ward in the middle of the night?"

When she looked at her phone just now, she didn't ignore the time displayed in the upper right corner. At this moment, it was one past five in the morning.

Mo Qingxuan squinted his eyes and stared at her for a long time. The roiling anger in his heart turned into a sneer and broke through his deep throat. The corner of his lips curled into a sneer:
"If I didn't come in at midnight, how would I know that you secretly communicated with other men, huh?"

He pushed the phone in front of her a little, so that she could see the call records on it more clearly.On the way back from Xuan Ye tonight, Jiang Lu told him the content of their chat.

Knowing that she really almost died four years ago and was still in a coma for three months before waking up, he wanted to come to the hospital at that time, but was suppressed by his own reason.

When he got home, he sat on the sofa and smoked two cigarettes, but finally couldn't resist the desire to see her, so he drove to the hospital by himself.

When he entered the ward, she was fast asleep. He sat in front of the bed, quietly staring at her peaceful face after deep sleep, couldn't help but leaned over to her, and just when he was about to cover her lips, he pressed on her pillow Dazhang noticed something strange.

Taking out the phone from under her pillow, the tenderness in his heart was instantly replaced by anger...

Jiang Luan turned pale because of his ugly words, and said angrily:
"Who I associate with has nothing to do with you."

"You have nothing to do with me? Jiang Luan, do you dare to say it again?"

Mo Qingxuan threatened fiercely, although there was a hint of alcohol in his words, but he didn't even have the slightest hint of alcohol.

Jiang Luan pursed her lips fiercely. Since she wanted to break it off, it's okay to break it off once and for all. She tilted her small face, her cold eyes met Shang Mo Qingxuan's sullen deep eyes, and said coldly:
"I have nothing to do with you in the first place. If you say it twice, the result will be the same. Mo Qingxuan, please understand that you are Xiaolu's boyfriend now, and you will be her husband in the future."

The air froze for a moment.

Mo Qingxuan's handsome face, which was as perfect as a knife carving, was as cold as frost, with bruised veins on his forehead, twitching. He squeezed the phone tightly and tightly, and it seemed that if he loosened it a little, the phone in his hand would smash towards her. go.

What Jiang Luan said is true.

Often, the truth is the cruelest.

Before, when Mo Qingxuan said those words, he was full of hatred towards Jiang Luan in his heart, but now, when Jiang Luan said these words, the hatred in his heart seeped into pain.

The pain quickly spread to every cell in his body like a virus...

In the stagnant atmosphere, Jiang Luan's expression was equally ugly, but he refused to admit defeat and met his anger stubbornly.

Seeing how he wanted to kill herself, but tried his best to bear it, her heart seemed to be thrown into the air, unable to get up or down.

Breathing becomes difficult.

However, there are some words that have to be said.

Some feelings, have to continue.

There is a saying that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.That's how they are now.

She took a deep breath, and in his angry eyes, she continued to say without fear of death:

"Mo Qingxuan, since you saw the phone, I have nothing to hide. The phone was given by Senior Shi. He likes me, and I like him too..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Qingxuan yelled angrily, raised his hand and threw the phone violently. He smashed the phone on the hard floor, making a miserable sound, broke into parts on the spot, jumped a few times on the floor, and finally became silent.

His whole body was shrouded in the storm, and his aura was terrifying.

It seems that if she says another word, she will end up like a mobile phone.

Jiang Luan's heart trembled, but on his face, he pretended to be calm.

Over the years, she has made him angry a lot, and she has seen him get angry a lot.

In the eyes of the world, Mo Qingxuan is dignified and handsome, elegant and indifferent, with the calm and introverted expression that would not change his face even before the collapse of a mountain, but he does not know that he also has a grumpy side.

His emotions are only affected by one person, and his anger can only be provoked by one person.

And Jiang Luan is the only one in this world. She has always been against him since she was a child. He can control anyone and anything, but he can't control her.

In the past 20 years, she and she had fought against each other, and at least she never thought of getting rid of his fiancee status. Even if they quarreled every three days and fought every five days, he didn't panic like this now.

She is smart and beautiful, and has a good relationship with the opposite sex. However, even back then, she never said that she liked Shi Mingyang.

Tonight, she actually said that she likes Shi Mingyang.

like!

Such a beautiful word was turned into a sharp knife by her, stabbing him deeply.

His tall body couldn't help shaking, and in a rage, the big hand that smashed the phone directly grabbed her neck, and said every word, ruthlessly:

"Jiang Luan, I didn't save you to make you like others."

Jiang Luan blushed, clutching his arm tightly with both hands, unable to break it apart with all her strength, resentful in her heart, and said decisively:

"Mo Qingxuan, even if you strangle me to death, I will never like you again."

"Okay, I will fulfill you!"

(End of this chapter)