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Chapter 118

Jiang Lan: Thank you, I'm fine anymore.

"It's fine." Pei Qingsheng smiled with a smile on his lips, his eyes turned, and fell on the medicine bag on the coffee table. "Sister-in-law is feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Lan grabbed the medicine on the table, stuffed it into the drawer on the coffee table, and gestured: Have a little cold.

Pei Qingsheng nodded: "You have to pay attention to a small cold, the flu this season is very serious."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and stared at him, as he seemed to have no intention of leaving.

She gestured: Lu Jingchi and Xia Yan are together, he shouldn't come back.

The subtext was to ask him to leave quickly, but he couldn't seem to understand. He said, "This is his family, why didn't he come back? I'll wait. Anyway, I've been waiting for so long."

Jiang Lan was silent.

When she stayed alone with him, she always felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety and fear, just like the suffocation in her dream just now.

She even suspected that it was Pei Qingsheng who covered her mouth and nose just now, and he wanted to kill her.

Jiang Lan stood up and poured water for him on the excuse. When he came back, he sat diagonally opposite him and distanced himself from him.

Pei Qingsheng's face always had a smile, and his slightly curly medium-length hair scattered on his side, casting a faint shadow, making his facial features look particularly soft.

He suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, I don't know if I should say it."

Jiang Lan looked up at him.

Pei Qing said in a voice: "Brother is not angry when he is with that Miss Xia every day?"

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to ask this question.

"Have you ever thought about divorced him?"

Jiang Lan pursed her lips. How did she think about it? She had thought about it many times, but she had no right to choose the divorce.

Pei Qingsheng was very tempted, "Do you want to get a divorce?"

Jiang Lan suffocated his breath, his voice was so tempting that she subconsciously clenched her fingers.

Pei Qing looked at her in a daze, as if she wanted to see her through.

With a faint smile on his lips, he whispered, "You want to get a divorce."

It is a definite statement, not a question.

Jiang Lan turned his head away and did not dare to look at his eyes again.

His eyes are like the eyes of a demon, which can hypnotize people and lead people to hell.

Pei Qingsheng didn't mind either. He took out a business card from his arms, pressed the business card with his fair and slender fingers and pushed it in front of Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan glanced at the business card, only his name and phone number, no introduction.

"You can find him."

Pei Qing whispered, and he stood up, "It seems that my brother won't come back, so I'll go back first."

After he said that, he turned around and left here, but for a moment he disappeared without a trace, except for the business card on the table, he had never been there.

Jiang Lan stretched out her hand and picked up the business card. She stared at the phone number on it, her eyes dulled.

She held her business card tightly with her fingers, and everything that happened during this period flashed through her mind, and her knuckles turned slightly white.

The unformed child turned into minced meat in her body, and Si Ning was thrown away by someone on the road, and Grandma Zhang was ruthlessly taken away...

And what the doctor said to her just now.

Everything was choking her throat, and she even needed to breathe.

Jiang Lan took out his cell phone in a scammer, entered the phone number, and added the other party's WeChat.
Chapter completed!
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