Mr. Ke's little wife

Chapter 119 Reunion



Chapter 119 Reunion

Chapter 119 Reunion

"I don't want to go." I got up and went back to my room, not wanting to have any further conversations on this issue.

"Do you have to put yourself in it? For Ke Chen?" Lu Yao also stood up, covering the sunlight from the window on me, leaving only the tall shadow pressing over me.

I turned around and teased softly: "Fortunately, Aunt Qiu is not at home, otherwise you want to shake me out?"

"Can you think about yourself? Think about Aunt Qiu? Do you have to be so willful?" Lu Yao frowned, as if I had bullied him.

Everyone will say, I am doing this for your own good, but for me now, the only gift I can give is a natural death.

"With you here, I can rest assured..."

I replied shallowly, compared to his rage, I really didn't take this kind of thing to heart at all, not even as much as "what's for dinner" that gave me the desire to think.

In the end, Lu Yao just murmured: "Recently, I've always wondered if I shouldn't have told you about Lu Xiao at that time... In that case, wouldn't it be so cruel..."

"It's none of your business. I should know what reality is like."

From my savings for so many years, I made up for it, which was paid by Lu Yao in advance when I went to chemotherapy.Even asking him to pay Chen Sa with the money for the medicine...

So be it…

Summer is here. At this time last year, Ke Chen and I were still entangled with each other. It seemed that we couldn't let go of each other, but in fact we didn't even say a word of liking.What makes people blush and heartbeat the most is the sentence "brother."

The headlines of recent entertainment news have always been Qiu Wan.

I heard that she was going to take a break from acting, and when her career was on the rise, she chose to marry that little fresh meat.I watched the sweet look between her and that boy, and suddenly felt that if some feelings are wrongly paid, they are wrongly paid, and if some people are not suitable, they are not suitable.

Whether it's me, or the one who confessed to the male god Gu Qing, after all, he has to let go of all this and move forward.Even if there is darkness ahead of me, I don't want to turn back...

Gu Qing can't sleep at night recently and always calls me.Because I was always vomiting blood, I couldn't sleep well, so I just listened to her rambling.

She said she was expecting a baby next month and asked what my name would be.

I was groggy, but a name I had thought of before came to my mind: Ke Yun.

With a wry smile, let it go...

I endured the pain for another week, and I couldn't stand the pain anymore.Without telling Lu Yao, who was busy every day, he went out with his medical records wrapped in his coat and went to the pharmacy.

Even in the middle of the summer, I don't want to show a bump on my arm.Pedestrians outside just looked at me strangely, but didn't point fingers.

After taking the medicine and going out, after being exposed to the sun, I felt a little dizzy unconsciously, and after walking a few steps, I felt very uncomfortable all over.I couldn't walk any longer, so I sat down on the bench, weakly panting with my head down.

After a while, the things in front of me became clear, and then I got up and went to the supermarket opposite to buy water.

When I went out, I just installed Ke Chen who was about to come in.

It's been a long time since we saw each other, and we were all stunned for a moment.

"Long time no see." He smiled lightly, calmly.

"Yeah." I curled the corner of my mouth and said nothing.

Stagger your body, the rivers and lakes are far away, so don't pass here...

After walking a few steps, I passed the shoe store, where Mu Xi was trying on shoes.

The title of "Mrs. Ke" seems to have been returned to the original owner. There is a smile on her lips, and her face is full of gentleness.I stopped and looked at it, not because of the "Mrs. Ke", but thinking, how could such a vicious murder be done?

There were footsteps behind him, it must be Ke Chen.I closed my eyes, laughed mockingly, and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi home.

During this period of calmness, I should have thought of who took those photos.But it doesn't matter anymore, does it?People who have shared the same bed for two years are all deceitful, so why should I ask others to show my sincerity?

(End of this chapter)


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