The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

If there is a word of accident in this world, the probability of it happening is almost indistinguishable.

Shui Anluo's footsteps have not yet stood still, because of the people he saw, he couldn't help but reached out and supported the door.

The car door in autumn was cold.

There was a chill in Suan Anluo's palm, slowly moving up his arm.

The opposite man seemed to have just got off the car, and there was only a sidewalk distance between them.

Shui Anluo helped the door and finally stabilized his footsteps.

Seeing her Mo Luya also noticed a moment, but quickly lifted up and walked over.

Shui Anluo's eyebrows are tightly frowned. Such a brother is really strange.

He is still him, Qing Jun's face; but he is not him, now he is wearing a black trench coat, compared with the previous Qinggui son, there is a touch of indescribable, people feel imprinted.

Chu Chuyi wanted to leave, but did not expect to encounter Mo Luyu at the door.

He looked down at the unfolded mobile phone in his hand, and the following paragraph that asked Shui Anluo to stop Mo Luyu, the original purpose is here!

Chu Muyi opened the door and got off.

The sound of opening the door was not obvious, but Shui Anluo's body was clearly surprised by the sound.

She turned back and looked at the man getting off the car.

After Chu Muyi got out of the car, he stepped towards Shui'anluo.

Shui Anluo's heartbeat followed the beat of the two, and the conscience of heaven and earth was really an accident.

Chu Cuiyi walked to Shui Anluo, which caused the temperature around her to drop a few degrees again.

"I--"

Shui Anluo didn't say anything, Chu Cuiyi held her arm in one hand, "Go ahead."

Shui Anluo pursed his lips, looked at him, and looked at Mo Luyu again. Will the two fight together?

Mo Luyu stopped beside Shui'anluo, his gaze fell on Shui'anluo's arm, and there was a trace of discomfort in his eyes.

The atmosphere here was depressing, and Shui'anluo chose to accept the opinions of Chu Muyi, and nodded to Mo Luyu quickly left the place.

Only Shui Anluo took a step back and glanced at it, and the two men looked at each other so that no one spoke.

After Shui Anluo left, the two remained silent.

Mo Luyi's height is no different from Chu Cuiyi, but standing opposite Chu Cuiyi always feels something missing.

"Unexpectedly, President Chu, who has always been cold, also did what twenty-four filial piety husbands do." Mo Luyi laughed out loud.

Chu Cuiyi leaned against the door, his hands were around his chest, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. He just looked at him lightly, "What next? What else?"

"You will know soon what I'm going to do, even if I put things down this time? Nothing can change Chu's decaying innerity." Mo Luyu said coldly.

Chu Cuiyi's face was indifferent, and he could not see any anger, but stood up straight. "I'm waiting for your next step." Chu Cuiyi said, and pulled the door directly in.

Uncle Chu started the car and drove out.

Chu Cuiyi looked at the person standing in the autumn wind from the rear view mirror, his brows frowned slightly, and his long fingers gently tapped on the mobile phone.

"Master, Miss Piao said, Mr. Zhao is in the company." Chu Shu said.

Chu Cuiyi looked up. "When did she get so enthusiastic?"

The text message came again from the mobile phone in his hand. Chu Cuiyi didn't go to see it, but he held the phone tightly again.