Mr. Lu's second beloved wife

There was a trace of darkness in his dark eyes, and a trace of anger on his face.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around him. Then he suddenly pulled out his sleeve and yelled, "don't say what you have or don't have!"

"Don't be shameless, Jono." Mo shaosi was inexplicably angry.

"If you hold on to the money, I'll go to your mother and let her know what kind of person you are!"

Mo Shao Si's voice fell down, then turned around and walked toward the ward without looking back.

"No!" In a hurry, Jono cried anxiously.

Mo Shao Si's steps stopped, but he didn't look back, but continued to move forward.

As the man got closer to the ward, Jono panicked.

Mother's nature is conservative, and those shadowy things are a great scandal for her.

If she saw the picture, she would not be able to bear it. Maybe she would faint.

"I promise you." Fingers clenched into a fist, Jono clenched teeth, white face has been full of muddy tears, "don't go, I promise you."

Mossos stopped, turned and looked at Jono with a smile. His handsome face was full of success.

He walked to Jono in three or two steps, reached out and wiped the tears on Jono's face, his eyes were full of thoughtfulness, "it would have been better if you had been like this, you are just too stubborn."

Mossos planned everything, and when he came out of the sanatorium, Jono received the documents from the lawyer.

It has been written in the contract that Jono and mossos divorce because they don't get married.

Jono was unable to fulfill his wife's duty and voluntarily gave up the division of his premarital and Postmarital property.

When he signed his name, Jono looked at the name of long feifengwu, his heart was numb and relieved.

The man who has been sleeping with her for more than two years is actually like a beast. She finally knows the truth, even at such a heavy cost.

Even ended up alone, nothing.

After signing the contract, moshaosi and Jono went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to submit the divorce agreement.

The expressionless Jono and the smiling moshaosi seem to be two extremes. The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau can't help but say: "one day husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness. After so long, they have some feelings."

Mo shaosi was criticized, slightly stunned, his eyes flashed a trace of light, and then an innocent smile appeared on his face.

"Don't look at my wife. She looks gentle and virtuous, but she's not as honest as she appears."

The staff's face suddenly changed, and their eyes turned. They looked at Jono in amazement, but their eyes were no longer kind.

"What are you talking about, mossos?" Jono was so annoyed by mossos' nonsense that she whispered, "you know, the truth is not like that."

Mossos took the document from the staff and gave it to Jono, whispering in her ear.

"Don't pretend to be a white lotus. You may thank me from the bottom of my heart for sending you to someone else's bed. "

"Besides, if you don't feel ashamed, you can shout out loud, and the evidence is conclusive. I don't mind letting others know that you've cuckold me."

Explanation of the words stuck in the throat, endless grievances filled the heart, Jono held his breath, did not let the tears fall down.

Now it's no use saying that. From now on, the Mo family and her will be completely separated.

She's got a mother, she's got kids, she can't fall because of mossos.

After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mo shaosi stopped spending a minute with Jono and drove away, leaving her alone on the side of the road.

Early autumn evening some cold, Jono looked at the dark sky, did not resist, decadent squat down.

She covered her face with her hands, and her tears gushed from her fingers like a flood.

I've worked hard for so long, but I have nothing left.

"Too much..." Jono murmured, trying to wipe the tears on his face with his hands, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

Wandering on the way home, Jono's dark eyes were full of confusion.

Her job as a private primary school teacher could not afford the expensive expenses of her mother's sanatorium. She had no idea what to do in the future.

"Boom -" the harsh sound of the horn accompanied by the burning lights. Jono raised his eyes and saw a car speeding towards him.

Instinctively want to avoid, but in front of a figure flashed by.

The speed of the car is so fast. If we let it go, this person will definitely be injured. Maybe his life will be in danger.

Jono was so worried that he rushed over without thinking about it.

Try to wrap the little body in her arms. The huge momentum makes Jono stand unsteadily and fall to the ground. She can only try to roll her body to one side.

The out of control vehicles sped over, and the pedestrians around them closed their eyes in horror.

"Well," he said with a slight groan in his arms. Jono suddenly regained his mind and opened his eyes.

In front of us, we still see the world as before, the bustling traffic and pedestrians.

She was still alive, Jono's mind relaxed, his spirit relaxed, and his body pain suddenly surged up.

After rolling several times on the ground, Jono's arms and legs were bruised and blood was seeping from them.

"Hiss --" Jono couldn't help inhaling. She held back the pain and looked down at the saved man.

"Why are you?" Startled to stare big eyes, Qiao Nuo definitely looked at Lu Jingyu, clear eyes full of disbelief.

The child's small face was pale, and his round eyes were wide, like a frightened hamster.

He clenched his lower lip and snuffled. His eyes were red and he looked at the red one. Tears fell down.

Jono's heart was tight, and for a moment there was a pain that he could not breathe.

With endless fear in his heart, Qiao Nuo could not control himself, so he held Lu Jingyu in his arms.

Only three-year-old child's body is small, holding in his arms, there is a sense of unreal nothingness.

Jono didn't dare to think about what would have happened if he hadn't shown up just now.

"Jingyu," she sobbed, her voice trembling.

The boy, who was in a state of shock and tears, saw Jono crying, but stopped slowly.

He slowly extended a soft hand to wipe Jono's face, comforted: "it's OK."

Qiao Nuo's tears came out again, stroking Lu Jingyu's fluffy hair and pressing his small head into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Behind suddenly rang out a familiar voice.

As soon as Jono's body was stiff, he turned around with tears in his eyes and saw Lu Yunzheng's cold face covered with clouds.