Chapter 95

Why did he dream of his last life?

Qiao Jiusheng doesn't remember that they met in the last life.

Moving his lips, Qiao Jiusheng called out his name difficultly, "Fang Yusheng."

"I'm here." Fang Yusheng didn't wake up from that sad mood. His voice sounded low, which made Qiao Jiusheng feel uncomfortable.

Qiao Jiusheng forced a smile and said to Fang Yusheng, "I'm still young and beautiful. What are your dreams? Waiting for me to feel bad? " Qiao Jiusheng pretends to be relaxed.

Fang Yu took a long breath.

Naturally, he was looking forward to her.

Because she is young, it seems that the dream of her, too miserable.

"I have something to do here. I'll hang up and talk to you next time." Without waiting for Fang Yusheng to answer, Qiao Jiusheng takes the lead in hanging up the phone. She is afraid that Fang Yusheng will find that she is in the wrong mood.

She was holding the landline and her eyes were a little astringent.

Jin aunt see Qiao Jiusheng mood some wrong, unconsciously put soft tone, concern asked her, "madam, what's the matter with you?"

Qiao Jiusheng shook his head and said, "I'm a little stuffy. I'll go upstairs and have a rest."

Aunt Jin watched her go upstairs, but she was still worried.

Fang Yusheng is sitting on the bed with his mobile phone in his hand. His eyes are wrapped in a white bandage. He's still thinking about that dream.

I have strange dreams.

It's clear that ah Sheng is still young, but why does he dream about what she looked like in her middle and old age.

Strangely enough, he didn't know Qiao Jiusheng in his dream, but when he woke up, he knew very clearly that the miserable woman was Qiao Jiusheng. In fact, he didn't tell Qiao Jiusheng the complete dream. The dream, in fact, has a follow-up.

Fang Yusheng vaguely remembers that he was not blind in his dream. When his people found the woman, everyone didn't know her identity, only that she was locked up by the second daughter-in-law. Fang Yusheng first asked people to check her identity, but found nothing.

When someone asked him how to deal with the problem of the woman's leaving and staying, Fang Yusheng asked the old woman, who had been taking care of the woman for a long time, to take the woman out of the house and send her to the nursing home.

I don't know why. Later, he was always worried about the woman's condition. So, every year after that, he would donate a sum of money to the president of the nursing home, and let the president care more about and accompany the old woman who had no tongue.

Fang Yusheng touched his chest, there were bursts of pain.

He felt sad.

The reason is not because the woman in the dream looks scary, but because I didn't recognize her and didn't protect her.

"It's just a dream." Fang Yusheng breathed and lay down again, but he couldn't sleep.

…

In the afternoon, Qiao Jiuyin went home alone.

When Fang Mu goes to work, she only has herself and her servants at home. But today, Qiao Jiuyin is standing in the broad and bright villa hall. She looks up and looks around the big house, but she thinks it's spacious.

When the emptiness reaches the extreme, you will feel cold.

"Madam, why are you in hospital today?" The aunt who takes care of Qiao Jiuyin's daily life is still a little surprised when she comes back.

They have heard of Qiao Jiuyin's experience yesterday.

I thought Qiao Jiuyin would stay in the hospital for a few more days.

"It's OK. I'll come back first." Say, Qiao Jiuyin plans to carry a glass of water to drink.

As she passed by, her aunt noticed that Qiao Jiuyin's hand was wrapped with gauze. She couldn't help exclaiming, "madam, are you hurt?"

Qiao Jiuyin is about to say that it's OK, but she listens to her aunt's nagging and reciting, "Sir, I love you so much. When he comes back, if I see you hurt, I don't know how much I feel. Mr. Wang is looking at the cold, in the bottom of my heart, I care about you. "

Qiao Jiuyin smiles bitterly.

Without this face as like as two peas Qiao Jiusheng, he probably wouldn't have looked at her more.

Without saying anything, Qiao Jiuyin went into the kitchen and poured a glass of water. As soon as he took a sip, he heard the housekeeper's voice coming from the door: "Sir, you're back."

A shadow comes in, Qiao Jiuyin looks up and looks at the cold face above.

"Everybody out." Fang Mu said to others.

Not daring to speak, they went out with their heads down and stood outside the door, looking at each other.

In the house, there were only two of them.

Looking into the shadow of Fang Mu, Qiao Jiuyin has a premonition that what he wants to say next is not something she can bear.

"Qiao Jiuyin, divorce."

Sure enough.

After hearing this, Qiao Jiuyin, who was sentenced to death, was no longer worried. She smiles calmly, but her eyes are red“ Even if I use my children as chips, you are determined to divorce, aren't you? "

Fang Mu looked at her stomach with some disgust, and his expression was unmoved.

His reaction gave Qiao Jiuyin an answer.

"I see."

Qiao Jiuyin puts down the water cup and goes over Fang Mu to the kitchen.

Fang Mu frowned, turned to look at her back, and said in a cold voice, "divorce agreement, let's talk about it."

He can't wait.

Qiao Jiuyin's last hope is completely extinguished.

"Talk about it?" She turned and looked at Fang Mu without expression, but said, "but I'm not going to be a single mother."

Fang Mu twisted his eyebrows. "You don't want a divorce?"

"Of course I won't." How can she be a human being when everyone knows what she has done?

"There's no room for you not to." Fang Mu said.

"Oh..." Qiao Jiuyin step by step to Fang Mu body, she looked up at him, suddenly aroused a smile of self abuse, "brother mu, you can't divorce me."

Fang Mu's eyes show sarcasm, he said, "I don't care what others say or think, and I don't care about cutting off all business contacts with your Qiao family."

Qiao Jiuyin asked, "do you care if people all over the world know your past?"