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Mang Qinghui walked in with a thermos. Gu Xiangling's heart ached when she saw the familiar figure. She was deeply in love with him, and he also deeply loved him. However, he couldn't even give her the most basic of protection.

"Xiang Ling." "Mei Qinghui rushed to her side, touched her face, and then held her hand." I've finally found you. "

His fingers were still warm and firm, completely wrapping around Gu Xiangling's slender fingers. Her aura blew over, causing Gu Xiangling to yearn to immediately throw herself into his arms.

"But how could the current her be as close to Mang Qing Hui as she was before?" "What are you doing here?" Gu Xiangling asked woodenly.

"I know everything now," Mang Qinghui said as he forced a smile. One could tell that he, too, was heartbroken. However, he comforted her softly, "It's fine, Xiang Ling. Everything will be fine." From now on, I will protect you well and not let you suffer even the slightest bit of harm. "

"Protection? Your love will only harm me! " Gu Xiangling let out a slow sigh, then said word by word, "Listen carefully, I can't have any more babies in the future!"

Hearing that, Mang Qing Hui was stunned, as if he didn't understand what she was saying. It was only when Gu Xiangling used her calm and calm voice to repeat herself again that he finally reacted.

"Impossible, impossible!" "He shook his head repeatedly." "Xiang Ling, today is not April Fool's Day. Don't joke around."

His attitude made Gu Xiangling feel that he cared more for his child than for her. If I can't give birth, then you don't want me anymore, right? "

"I …" Mei Qinghui could not answer, so he could only say, "I'm afraid that my mother will not be able to pass."

Gu Xiangling laughed coldly and turned her head away, not looking at him. If it wasn't for your mother, how could I be like this? "

What the hell are you talking about?" "You suspect that my mother found someone to harm you?" He gave her a hard shove, causing Gu Xiangling to stumble and fall onto the bed.

"Did you lose your head writing novels?" "Mei Qinghui lifted the thermal container and waved it in front of her face." When she found out what happened to you, she went down to the kitchen and made you chicken soup. She's so busy at work, she hasn't been in the kitchen for more than a decade, and you're thinking of her like that. " He closed his eyes and said sorrowfully, "Xiang Ling, you really make my heart ache."

Gu Xiangling looked at the thermos with disgust and said, "Take it away, I won't drink it."

"Xiang Ling, stop messing around with kids, alright?" Mang Qinghui realized that he had been too harsh with his words. He sat on the bed and held her hand, saying, "Let's find a good doctor and have a good treatment. We will have a child."

"But your mother doesn't like me. Even if she is pregnant, she will do everything she can to prevent me from having children." Gu Xiangling slowly pulled back her hand without batting an eyelid. Mang Qinghui, in your eyes, your mother is a very good mother. "

"Isn't that so?"

"A good mother to you. "For me..." Gu Xiangling pondered for a moment before finally spitting out three words, "Evil Granny."

Mang Qing Hui didn't hesitate to slap her with his palm, but he stopped a few centimeters away from her face. He covered his head with his hands and said, "Xiang Ling, don't make things difficult for me. Don't force me to choose between you and mother."

"I didn't force you, your mother forced me." Gu Xiangling clenched her fists until her nails dug into her flesh, using the pain to wake her up.

Mang Qinghui did not say anything. He only stared at her with eyes filled with pain. At this moment, silence prevailed. This gaze caused Gu Xiangling's heart to hurt. She quickly turned her head to prevent herself from falling under this kind of gaze. subsidence.

Long pain is better than short pain. Knowing it was a rough road full of thorns, why should he set foot on it?

"No matter what I do, she won't like me." Gu Xiangling's voice was hollow and numb, like a real person's voice sent out by software: "My fault is that you love me. Women all have a little bit of a love affair. You love me, that's a mistake in itself. "

Mang Qinghui stood up with a wry smile and stared at her with a strange expression. After a long while, she finally said, "Gu Xiangling, you've really gotten carried away writing novels. You can think of any kind of messy stuff."

He threw the thermal container into the trash can. "Bang!" The lid was knocked open and a rich fragrance filled the room. Perhaps, it was because you did not love me anymore that you came up with such a ridiculous excuse to lie to me. "

"Whatever you think it is!" Gu Xiangling closed her eyes, indicating that she didn't want to continue the conversation.

"Hahahaha!" Mang Qinghui burst into laughter, like countless salt grains scattered into Gu Xiangling's heart. She slipped under the covers and covered her ears with her hands, her laughter still audible.

The door to the ward was suddenly slammed open, and Song Mingjian walked in with a dark expression. He said politely and coldly to Mai Qinghui, who was still laughing, "Mr. Millet, please leave. My staff needs rest! "

Mang Qinghui stopped laughing as he sized up this tall and imposing man. The other party's aura and appearance were both a head above his, and he instinctively felt jealous.

No wonder Xiang Ling was so cold and detached towards him. So, she was already … Love.

Women are really fickle animals. The day before, she had said she loved him all her life. Today, she could throw herself into someone else's embrace and mock herself.

"Gu Xiangling is my girlfriend, so why can't I visit her when she's sick?" "Mei Qinghui raised her chin in a provocative manner, trying her best to show some of her aura." "On the other hand, you're just Xiang Ling's boss. You have no right to interfere with her relationship, right?"

"Is that so?" Song Mingjian smiled contemptuously and said to Gu Xiangling: "Great Beauty Gu, can you tell me for yourself, is this person your boyfriend?"

Mang Qinghui was extremely nervous as he pleaded, "Xiang Ling, don't be willful."

Gu Xiangling's eyes stared blankly. After a long while, she finally said with a clear and forceful voice, "He was once my fiancé. "But from now on, it's nothing."

Hearing this, Mang Qinghui's face turned pale and Song Mingjian smiled. Slightly pleased with himself, he said: "Did you hear that, Mr. Millet? Now, you are just an outsider. Please leave immediately. "

"Xiang Ling!" Mang Qinghui was immediately certain that Gu Xianglin wanted to betray her. She took a few steps forward and was about to interrogate her. Song Mingjian pulled him back, "Mr. Millet, do you not understand my words? "It seems like I'll have to ask the security guards to escort you out."

"Ha!" Mang Qing Hui broke away from him, turned his head, and said aggressively: "You're protecting her just like that? Don't regret it one day. "I would like to see how many green hats a woman, who has always been so forward to money, will put on you!"

Gu Xiang's spirit energy trembled as she shouted in a trembling voice, "Mourning Light!" She resolutely raised her hand and pointed at the door, fiercely saying, "You immediately, leave!"