Zhou Chuyu looked at him indifferently, his eyes full of empty space...

The hands that were hanging beside him clenched tightly into fists, and the pink nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

"What are you talking about? Ou Xiangbei, what else can you talk about between you and me?" She smiled bitterly, and her heart ached.

His trembling hands took out his cell phone in his pocket.

I called Su Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, come to Liangshi Private Hospital to pick me up, I'll wait for you at the door."

After hanging up the phone, she pushed him away coldly, covered her slightly painful belly, and quickly walked towards the elevator.

She turned around and seemed to have a sharp stab in his heart.

Ou Xiangbei pursed his lower lip and quickly stepped forward.

Before she stepped into the elevator, she reached out and blocked her way.

"Wife, don't see Su Qingcheng at this time, I'm afraid..."

He was really afraid that Su Qingcheng would take advantage of the situation at this time.

"You don't care who I see is my freedom! Sign the divorce agreement early and give it to me, thank you." She snorted coldly, looking at him without focus, her eyes slightly red.

Coldly pushing away his arm that was blocking her, she quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the closing key.

The elevator doors slowly closed, isolating them from different worlds.

Her tears could not help but burst into tears again.

He covered his lips with his hands, not wanting to cry.

"Ding..." On the first floor, the elevator door slowly opened.

She reached out, wiped away the tears from her face, and walked out of the elevator.

At the entrance of the hospital, under the ink-stained sky, Su Qingcheng, wearing a black down jacket, stood against the car, with a warm aura.

Seeing Zhou Chuyu, he immediately stepped forward quickly, held her, and said, "Why is his face so bad?"

"It's okay, the doctor said it was just a fetal aura." The scarlet eyes looked at Su Qingcheng, and Yun Danfeng said lightly.

"You're crying?"

"I didn't. The wind was too strong and my eyes were confusing." She smiled bitterly.

Her pretending to be strong made him feel even more distressed.

He bent down and picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the direction of the car with a serious expression.

After carefully carrying Zhou Chuyu to the back seat of the car, Su Qingcheng immediately started the car and left the hospital.

At the entrance of the hospital, Ou Xiangbei stood quietly in the wind, looking at the car gradually melting into the night, his eyes dark.

Thinking of the scene where Su Qingcheng picked up Zhou Chuyu just now, his hands that were hanging beside him clenched tightly into fists...

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After returning home, Su Qingcheng carefully placed Zhou Chuyu on the big bed.

Covering her with a quilt, stretching out her hand, touching her forehead, and saying, "I have stewed chicken soup for you in the kitchen, I'll serve you a bowl."

He was about to get up, but Zhou Chuyu grabbed his hand tightly and said, "No, I don't want to drink, I have no appetite, Qingcheng, please chat with me. I'm really afraid of staying alone now."

"You haven't eaten well these days. You can stand it. The baby in your belly can't stand it. Be good, I'll serve you soup. After drinking it, I'll chat with you. OK..." After that, Su Qingcheng gently pushed her hand away, got up, and quickly walked out of the room.

Zhou Chuyu stretched out his hand, stroked his chest that had been throbbing, and pulled the quilt over his head irritably.

Su Qingcheng carefully placed the chicken soup behind the table on the bedside table, sat down, stretched out his hand, pulled open her quilt, looked at her distraught face, and said, "This is a wild pheasant I bought from a farmer in the suburbs. How about it taste, huh?"

Zhou Chuyu slowly stood up with the help of Su Qingcheng.

I took a pillow and placed it behind me, and sat comfortably on the head of the bed.

He carefully held the soup and scooped a spoonful, blew it carefully, and then fed her patiently.

Zhou Chuyu swallowed mechanically one by one.

It was obviously a chicken soup with extremely delicious taste, but she drank it bitter.

Seeing Su Qingcheng patiently blowing soup for her, her heart was filled with emotion.

Except for her father, no man has ever treated her like this.

After feeding her a complete bowl of soup one by one, Su Qingcheng slowly put down the empty bowl.

He took out his handkerchief in his pocket, wiped her mouth, and said, "Do you want it?"

"Qingcheng, thank you..."

"Follower, what are you grateful for?" He gently curled his lips, his eyes soft enough to melt everything.

"Dingdong...Dingdong..."

"Dingdong...Dingdong..."

"Dingdong Dingdong Dingdong..."

The sharp doorbell sound seemed particularly abrupt at this moment.

"Who, I'll go and have a look." Su Qingcheng got up and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

Pulling the door open, the fist coming towards Su Qingcheng was a little confused for a moment.

With a staggering foot, Su Qingcheng squatted directly to the ground.

Su Qingcheng raised his eyes in surprise, looked at Ou Xiangbei, who was clenched with fists at the door, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and quickly got up.

Su Qingcheng was not showing weakness either. He raised his hand and smashed his fist hard at Ou Xiangbei's face...

Just so happened that he had already wanted to punch Ou Xiangbei!

Ou Xiangbei staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held the door frame with his hands in time!

"Ou Xiangbei, why do you come to my house to act wildly!"

"Ph..." Ou Xiangbei snorted coldly, turned his head, and spit out the blood in his mouth.

Ou Xiangbei took another step forward, grabbed Su Qingcheng's neckline and said, "Why, I'm just bringing my wife here by you."

"Hmph... Now that I know she is your wife, what have you done long ago?" Su Qingcheng let him grab his collar and snorted coldly.

His disdainful expression aggravated Ou Xiangbei's anger.

With his hands holding his collar, he pushed forward with force, and Su Qingcheng was pushed to the ground directly.

"Ou Xiangbei, stop me!" Zhou Chuyu quickly stepped forward, blocked Su Qingcheng, and scolded him loudly.

"Wife, don't worry! Get out of the way!" Ou Xiangbei rubbed himself, whose mouth was beaten to the purple one by Su Qingcheng, and looked at Zhou Chuyu and said.

Behind Zhou Chuyu, Su Qingcheng looked at Ou Xiangbei hard to get up, and wanted to step forward again.

Zhou Chuyu grabbed Su Qingcheng's hands tightly and said, "Qingcheng, he is childish like a child. Do you want to mess with him?"

Looking at the two of them holding hands together, Ou Xiangbei's jealousy was knocked over again.

Ou Xiangbei stepped forward and separated the hands of the two holding each other.

"Wife comes home with me!" As he said that, he immediately grabbed Zhou Chuyu's wrist and forced her to walk out...

"Let go! If you want to go back, go back yourself!" Zhou Chuyu struggled.

Seeing this, Su Qingcheng immediately stepped forward quickly, blocked the two of them, glanced at Ou Xiangbei coldly and said, "Didn't you hear it? She said she won't reply!"

At this moment, Su Qingcheng changed his usual gentleness and elegance, like a lion about to get angry, and his aura was enough to shatter the thousand-year-old ice.
Chapter completed!