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She let herself sink slowly onto the table, trying to calm herself.

In fact, every time she saw the man, she longed for him to put his arm around her shoulders, smile, and stand in the middle of the crowd, as he always did.

Only at that moment did she feel that she belonged to him.

She remembered what she had said to Xi Muyao in the morning.

Did he know that he wouldn't do that?

When he went out, it was raining outside. The rain was drizzling, and Qingli's footsteps were a bit light.

The current situation had exceeded her expectations and understanding of her own life. She had never imagined that she would be in the same situation as she was today.

By the time he got home, it was already very late and his family had all gone to bed.

She walked lightly to the hallway, changed out of her long and slender heels, and heard a light cough.

"Qinghuan?" She turned around and looked at the figure walking over from the sofa.

Qinghuan's eyes were filled with fatigue, and her hair was a lot shorter than Qingli's.

She swirled the goblet in her hand and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

Qingli frowned and just looked at her, she immediately understood and spread open her hand: "Sorry, Sis, I forgot that you are pregnant right now …"

"Shh!" Qingli quickly made a gesture of silence and looked up the stairs.

"Don't worry, they're all asleep! The old man is also tired and rested early. "

"Mm, that's good."

"Why are you so late?" Qinghuan asked her, "Also, why didn't you tell me that you were discharged? Did brother-in-law take you away? "

"No, I have something to do."

Qingli put down her bag, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and then gulped down a mouthful of water.

She had drank enough water today, but Qinghuan knew that every time she lied, she would drink as much water as she could.

Only, this time, she did not want to interfere in Qingli's business.

Thus, he shook his head and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

"Where did Qingge take you?" Qingli asked her.

"Oh, I didn't go anywhere, I just went to look around with Jian Yang, and told her to go back early." Qinghuan said carelessly.

"Yes."

Qingli did not speak anymore. She felt a slight dizziness, as if she was drinking.

Jian Yang was their family's son-in-law, but because he was not acknowledged by their father, even when he returned with Qinghuan, he did not come over to visit. Not to mention giving the old tutor a birthday present.

In the old man's heart, only Xi Muyao was the son-in-law he was most proud of.

As for Qingge, she was living at home with her five-year-old son everyday, and her ex-husband had long gone missing.

Lu Jinghao always looked at Qingge and his grandson Mu Ziyang and sighed. He did not understand why a daughter of such a young age would choose the road of divorce and lose face for him, the mayor.

Of the three daughters, one should marry but not marry, and one should not marry but must not die to marry.

Only Qingli allowed him to relax.

Qingli knew her grandfather's thoughts the best. Therefore, every time she thought of asking Lu Jinghao for her divorce, she would swallow the words that were about to leave her mouth.

Lu Jinghao's heart was not well, and he had diabetes. All these years, even though his body looked strong and sturdy, he couldn't leave the needles and medicines alone every day.

That night, Qingli slept unstably, and the faces of Xi Muyao and Lin Yeyan repeatedly appeared in her dreams.

And also Lin Yeyan's waist, which was gradually becoming round, and her stomach, which was protruding out.

As long as she thought about what Xi Muyao and Lin Yeyan had done behind her back on that night, even in her dreams, her teeth would chatter loudly.