Married and sweet love, Lu Shao spoils his wife without limit

Chapter 517 Murder husband
Mo Yixuan's excited words reached An Qiaoran's ears.

Favor Lu Yuchen?
An Qiaoran was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Lu Yuchen is my husband, I'm not taking sides with him, but I trust him, he is naturally important to me."

As soon as she spoke, Mo Yixuan fell silent for a long time.

For a long time, when An Qiaoran thought he was going to hang up the phone, his voice rang again, "Okay, Ran Ran, since you would rather believe him than forgive me, I have nothing to say, but... I I still want to remind you not to take anyone too seriously, because if you lose one day, you will feel worse than dying."

An Qiaoran was stunned when he heard what he said, and Mo Yixuan hung up the phone without replying.

An Qiaoran also took the phone from his ear and was absent-minded for a long time.

...Don't take anyone too seriously, because if one day you lose, you will feel worse than dying.

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Thinking back to Mo Yixuan's words, he found that it was not unreasonable.

If one day she lost Lu Yuchen, her life would become meaningless, and she would rather die than live.

But why did the good things get lost?Shouldn't it be cherished?
An Qiaoran sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, then got up and got out of bed to wash.

When she was changing out of her pajamas, there was a sound of the door opening. It was impossible for Lan Yan to come back at this time. An Qiaoran was startled, and stayed in the cloakroom without daring to come out.

From her, she couldn't see the direction of the door, but she could hear footsteps, but couldn't see anyone.

An Qiaoran breathed tightly, clenched the hanger tightly in his hands, and was ready for a sneak attack at any time, what if it was a thief!
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and An Qiaoran's heart was beating faster and faster, and his eyes were focused on the situation outside.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and a pair of black shiny leather shoes appeared outside the cloakroom door...

An Qiaoran looked at the leather shoes and was stunned for a moment. Are thieves in this era so rich?Wearing such noble leather shoes?
Just as An Qiaoran was thinking, the door of the cloakroom was suddenly opened. An Qiaoran was so frightened that he stood leaning against the wall, holding his breath.

The door was opened, and An Qiaoran was standing behind it. The man walked in, walking slowly into the not-so-big cloakroom.

An Qiaoran stared at the ground, his palms clutching the hanger were sweating coldly.

Suddenly, that person came into An Qiaoran's sight. He was wearing a suit, with his back turned to her, looking around the entire cloakroom, as if he was looking for something.

An Qiaoran looked at the expensively dressed person, and was taken aback for a moment. Why did such a rich person come here to steal things?And looking at the figure, why is it so familiar?
An Qiaoran didn't have time to think about it. Taking advantage of the man's back to him, he seized the right moment and grasped the hanger in his hand. Mustering up his courage, he moved quietly, approached the man, picked up the hanger, and slammed towards the man. people smashed...

Suddenly, the man turned around and hugged An Qiaoran in his arms.

Before An Qiaoran could make a move, she was hugged in her arms. Smelling the most familiar scent on the man, An Qiaoran's body shook violently, and she shouted in surprise, "Lu Yuchen!"

Why is this man's aura so similar to Lu Yuchen's?Is he here?
Hearing An Qiaoran's surprised voice, Lu Yuchen let go of her, and stared at her with deep eyes, "Silly woman, who do you think?"

He thought she could see him from his back, but unexpectedly, she couldn't see him at all, and wanted to murder her husband.

(End of this chapter)