The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Mu Qingzi came from the end of the corridor and saw Ye Zi'an sitting on the corridor seat outside the ward, with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

But looking at his face, it seems very bad, isn't Ling Qianmo already awake, why is he still like this?

"Zi'an, did you just come in and haven't entered yet, or are you going in and come out ready to leave?" Given how much he cares about Ling Qianmo, she feels that these two possibilities are quite small, "Where is Qianmo, Okay?"

The man who was sitting like a fossil before heard the word "Shallow Mo", his already ugly face became even more ugly. He rose up with a breath of inexplicable danger. He is a good friend who grew up. At this moment, Ye Zi'an actually made Mu Qingzi dare not approach.

"What's wrong?" Didn't Ling Qianmo really have something wrong?

"It's okay, she's in it, you go today." When he spoke, the horrible aura on his body had been suppressed, and his tone was steady, as if everything was just an illusion, "If you have nothing to do today, just stay. Come and accompany her. If she is going to be discharged from the hospital, you...just go through the formalities for her."

If it was in normal times, Haruko Mu would definitely grab him to ask clearly.But after experiencing the change in his body just now, Haruko only frowned, said nothing, and nodded in response.

Ye Zi'an nodded, brushed her side, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

When he couldn't see it at all, Haruko Ki walked to the ward, and then walked to the door, when he heard depressed crying inside.

The cry was very small, but the heartache could be heard, as if a nail nailed her foot in place.

In this way, it seems that they are more than just quarreling.

Mu Haruko stood at the door for a while, but didn't go in, but turned around and left quietly.

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How long did she stop crying, Ling Qianmo no longer remembered, only that her eyes were sore as if she had been punched.

Get up from the bed, go into the toilet and wash his face with cold water.

When the water stained his face, I saw Assistant Lin standing in the ward, "Miss Ling."

She used to be a wife, but now she has become Miss Ling. It seems that Ye Zi'an has already told him and also explained something.

"Is there anything?" Ling Qianmo quickly sorted out his emotions, took two pieces of paper to wipe off the water stains on his face, then opened the quilt and lay back on the bed.

The doctor explained that because he was too emotional that day, and suffered some injuries in several collisions, and there were signs of threatened abortion, it is best to stay in bed during this period.

Assistant Lin's attitude is as always respectful, "The president asked me to come and see if you have any needs."

"No, there are doctors and nurses here. That's enough." Ling Qianmo's voice was very weak, and there was no trace of emotion. The corners of his lips even smiled lightly, not obvious or mocking, "but if he is In order for you to monitor me and fear that I will run away before the divorce, then you can stay."

Assistant Lin was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

In fact, when he received the call from the president, he was also taken aback. The president finally got his wife to change his mind, why suddenly he was divorcing his wife again.

"Then Miss Ling, if you have any needs, just tell me." Assistant Lin felt that the president must have his reason for doing this, and he can only follow his instructions at the moment.

No matter how angry Ling Qianmo was in his heart, she wouldn't be angry at Assistant Lin. It was useless, but she seemed to care about it.

So she smiled coldly, and took out her ID card and a bank card from the cabinet, "Then please, please help me with the discharge procedures and book a hotel room. It doesn't need to be too good, ordinary The hotel’s standard suite is fine, and we will reserve it for a week."

"Miss Ling, your body..." Assistant Lin looked at her embarrassedly, and the president only ordered him to take care of others, without saying that she was allowed to leave the hospital.

"It's nothing more than resting in bed, it's the same in bed there."

Assistant Lin hesitated, "The president said that he will be responsible for all the expenses of Miss Ling, so..."

"Are you going to get it by yourself, or let me do it myself?" Even if she divorced him, she wouldn't be down to the point where she needed help from her ex husband.

It was clearly a calm tone, but Assistant Lin suddenly heard the coldness, even he felt that Ling Qianmo was feeling cold all over his body at this moment.

What she said just now was not a discussion but a threat.

"That... that's all right."

Assistant Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took Ling Qianmo's bank card and turned around.

It was just that during the procedures, I called Ye Zi'an for instructions, "President, Miss Ling, she asked me to help her go through the discharge procedures and book a room at the hotel for a week."

There was deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

He didn't know the meaning of this silence, so he could only add another sentence tremblingly, "And Miss Ling refused to use your money, insisting that I use hers."

"Oh, I see."

In a few short words, the phone was directly cut off.

Assistant Lin stood there in amazement, knowing what it meant.

it is good?

Still not good?

When he completed the discharge procedures, Ling Qianmo had already packed up.

Originally nothing, just a backpack.

Seeing him coming back, he raised his lips and smiled, "Let's go."

Assistant Lin felt that she was the most calm woman he had ever seen before a divorce.

It's not noisy or noisy, and it's unrestrained, and it looks like it doesn't have any sadness.

However, when I saw her slowly walking towards the door, for some reason, it made people feel a little lonely and depressed.

Just as she was about to walk to the door, the phone in her bag suddenly rang.

Ling Qianmo's footsteps paused for a moment, and then continued to go out without incident.

"Miss Ling, don't you answer the phone?" Assistant Lin reminded behind him.

He had a hunch that nine out of ten this call came from his boss who had a sudden convulsion.

And it is very likely that he called to stay.

At least in his opinion, it is impossible for Ye Zi'an to let Ling Qianmo go, she is simply his obvious weakness.

Ling Qianmo didn't look back, but an elegant and indifferent voice came slowly, "There is no need to pick it up."

At this moment, Assistant Lin felt that perhaps Ling Qianmo also knew who made the call and what he wanted to say.

All the way out of the hospital, I saw the black Bentley Shangmu rushing towards him.

When braking suddenly, the tires rubbed on the ground making a harsh sound.

The car door opened, and a man with a trace of anxiety stepped down between his eyebrows. When he saw her, he felt relieved.

Not long ago, the man who wanted to put a few steel knives in his words and poke her heart out of seventeen or eight holes was actually relieved that she was still there.

Ling Qianmo smiled sarcastically, "Why, Mr. Ye is so desperate to divorce me, and then fly with my old lover?