Chapter 1827: The feeling of not being loved

Chapter 1827: The feeling of not being loved

Chapter 1827 The feeling of not being loved

"This is my business." Gu Jinglan stood up with a gloomy face: "I've eaten, you can use it slowly."

Gu Xiaoer, stop right here!

Gu Jinglan quickly left the restaurant and completely disappeared from Mrs. Gu's sight.

Qiao An turned his head and kept looking at his uncle, waving the small bottle in his hand in the air, "Ah woo."

Mrs. Gu shook her head and sighed. She pulled Qiao An's little head back and said, "Qiao An, let's ignore him."

Qiao'an howled twice, grabbed the small bottle, took two sharp sips, and giggled.

Mrs. Gu was amused, and the sadness on her face immediately disappeared. She pinched his fleshy cheek and said, "Our Qiao'an baby is so cute."

Gu Jinglan took the car keys and went to the garage.

Just as he was about to leave, the servant ran out, "Master, where are you going?"

Go out and get some air.

What about young master Qiaoan?

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Gu Jinglan put his index and middle fingers together and rubbed his forehead, "I'll be back soon."

During the morning rush hour, the road was completely congested. Gu Jinglan drove around for a while and then headed back home.

Three years.

In the past three years, he has watched Zhao Qiuxu get married, have children, and now get divorced, and he and Mu Tianyu are getting closer and closer.

When he once thought that he would not be able to hold on, he could always grit his teeth and hold on with his numb heart.

It turns out that the feeling of not being loved is so painful.

The pain is like bone-picking cramps,

Qiaoan grabbed his little chubby feet and played with them. Gu Jinglan ignored him. It was boring for him to play alone. He grabbed the small bottle and beat him, "Ah wu."

Gu Jinglan didn't move. Qiao An threw away the bottle, crawled to his side on hands and feet, climbed on top of him, and sat on his chest.

Ah woo.

Gu Jinglan's chest felt tight, and he groaned. He looked up and saw that the little ancestor was already sitting on his chest, looking like he was about to get angry.

Qiaoan, please be quiet, please?

Qiao An looked at him for a moment, stretched out his little hand and touched his face.

Looking at Qiao'an, Gu Jinglan thought of Zhile, and when he thought of Zhile, he couldn't help but think of Zhao Qiuxu...

Qiaoan, go sleep with your uncle.

Gu Jinglan hugged Qiao An into his arms, the sadness in his eyes inadvertently revealed.

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