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"I'm really fine, just a slight injury." Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable with his eyes, and hid his arms under the quilt.

Xu Zhou's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he raised his concern and said, "Okay, it's past eight o'clock, are you hungry, do you want to eat?"

It was good that Xu Zhou didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, she really felt hungry.

Why can't you suffer from a bitter stomach? Mo Xiaoyu nodded: "Well, I'm really a little hungry."

"I'll buy you something to eat, wait for me." Xu Zhou said warmly, took a look at Mo Xiaoyu before turning and leaving.

In less than 10 minutes, Xu Zhou came back with food. He put the lunch box on the small table of the hospital bed and helped Mo Xiaoyu get up from the hospital bed.

"I asked the doctor, you can't eat too greasy food, so I just bought some porridge and side dishes, you can make do with it, and I will treat you to a big meal when your injury recovers." Xu Zhou opened the lunch box while Said.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu didn't expect him to be so careful, and was a little touched.

She was about to pick up the spoon at hand to scoop up the porridge, but when she raised her arm, she took a deep breath in pain.

"Hiss." It's been so long, why is it still so painful?

"Are you okay?" Xu Zhou immediately asked with concern.

Mo Xiaoyu frowned, shook his arms and said, "It hurts a bit."

"Don't move around, let me feed you." Xu Zhou quickly stopped, picked up the spoon, and sat down beside the bed.

"This...isn't that good." Mo Xiaoyu moved aside in embarrassment.

"Your arm is inconvenient, let me take care of you."

Xu Zhou's voice was extremely gentle. He picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on the hot air gently, and gently sent it to Mo Xiaoyu's mouth, coaxing: "Ah..."

"Well, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth subconsciously, and ate the porridge in his mouth, blushing extremely.

Xu Zhou looked at the rouge-colored red cloud on Mo Xiaoyu's face, his eyes deepened, his hands moved more gently, he picked up another side dish, and sent it over: "Eat some food."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu opened her mouth obediently, she really couldn't resist the gentle masculinity.

Mo Xiaoyu ate the vegetables, just chewed them up, and was about to eat the porridge that Xu Zhou brought to his mouth, when the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Mo Xiaoyu looked over subconsciously, and saw An Zhengye's ice face.

"What are you doing?" An Zhengye's tone was cold, as if it could freeze the air.

"Xiao Yu is hungry, I'm feeding her." Xu Zhou said calmly without any fear.

After finishing speaking, he continued to pass the spoon to Mo Xiaoyu's lips in an intimate manner: "Come, have another porridge."

"Let's not..." Eat it.

Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth, and the porridge fed by Xu Zhou stuttered the second half of his sentence. Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to shut his mouth and swallow the porridge.

Xu Zhou smiled lightly, and rubbed his thumb against her mouth: "It's touched."

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhou's arm was pulled away vigorously by An Zhengye as soon as his thumb passed.

"Xu Zhou, don't go too far, pestering other people's wives is fun, isn't it?" An Zhengye's face was extremely ugly at this time, and his eyes were icy.

"I'm entangled?" Xu Zhou seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, he withdrew his arm vigorously, and said with a sneer, "Obviously you are entangled with Xiaoyu, she is already your ex-wife!"

An Zhengye touched Xu Zhou's neckline furiously, and said coldly: "We haven't signed yet, as long as I don't sign for a day, she will still be my wife."

Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback by An Zhengye's cold words, what does this guy mean?
"Boss An, are you afraid to sign? I'm afraid I'll take Xiaoyu away if I sign, right?" Xu Zhou was still smiling, and An Zhengye wanted to punch him with that face.

An Zhengye's eyes were dark and terrifying, Mo Xiaoyu was afraid that he would really do something, so he immediately said, "An Zhengye, let go of Xu Zhou!"

But just this one sentence chilled An Zhengye's aura a few degrees.

"You're just protecting Xu Zhou like this?" An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu with cold eyes, his eyes almost froze her.

Looking at An Zhengye's deep eyes, Mo Xiaoyu almost softened his heart, but he still calmed down and said angrily: "Yes, I was protecting Xu Zhou, Xu Zhou did nothing wrong, you have no right to treat him like this! "

"Xiaoyu..." Surprise flashed in Xu Zhou's eyes, and his heart warmed slightly. He didn't expect Xiaoyu to defend him like this.

An Zhengye felt depressed, pushed Xu Zhou away, and said with a cold snort, "Are you so impatient to be with Xu Zhou?"

"I..." Mo Xiaoyu was at a loss for words for a moment, she was just afraid that they would have a conflict, why did she bring up the issue of being together again?
And she didn't say she wanted to be with Xu Zhou just now, did she?

Subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when he saw An Zhengye's face, he remembered the picture of him and Xue Jingrou leaving together, and Mo Xiaoyu felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

The words changed into another look: "Yes, I just want to be with Xu Zhou. If you are sensible, sign the divorce agreement quickly, and then we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate!"

"Okay, very good." An Zhengye narrowed his long eyes and smiled angrily: "I'll ask Xu Wei to send the divorce agreement, you wait."

With that said, he took out his cell phone and dialed Xu Wei's number.

Coincidentally, the phone rang outside the door, and Xu Wei's voice rang both inside and outside the door at the same time: "Mr. An, what's the matter?"

Everyone in the room was stunned at the same time, An Zhengye was the quickest to come back to his senses, and pushed the door open: "Did you bring the divorce agreement?"

Xu Wei was stunned, and then realized: "I brought it, it's in the briefcase."

As he spoke, he took out the draft divorce agreement from his briefcase and handed it over.

An Zhengye's expression paused, and the veins on his forehead twitched. He didn't expect Xu Wei to carry the divorce agreement with him.

"Boss An?" Xu Wei wondered, why didn't Boss An answer?
"Many things." An Zhengye reached out to take the divorce agreement.

Xu Wei was baffled by what he said, and touched his nose for some unknown reason.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at the agreement in An Zhengye's hand, but he didn't expect this scumbag to carry it with him. How much he wanted to divorce her?

The emotions in my heart couldn't help churning a little bit, and I felt that it was right to divorce the scumbag.

"Sign it quickly." Seeing that An Zhengye was holding the agreement and there was no next step, Mo Xiaoyu urged.

"Okay." An Zhengye gritted his teeth, took the signature pen handed over by Xu Wei, the tip of the pen paused on the signature column, tightened his hand holding the pen, and signed his full name depressedly.

"It's up to you to sign." An Zhengye threw the agreement to Mo Xiaoyu and said indifferently.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at An Zhengye's free and easy font on the agreement, and his heart ached like a knife.

It must be the original Xiaoyu who is hurting, not her.

Mo Xiaoyu's pen hand trembled, and he signed his name on the paper.

Signing in a twisted manner, Mo Xiaoyu pulled the corners of his mouth abruptly, and looked at An Zhengye: "I've signed it, thank you for letting me go."

An Zhengye's expression sank completely, he nodded coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Mo Xiaoyu called to stop him.

An inexplicable light flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, he turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoyu, suppressed the expectation in his heart, and deliberately asked with a straight face: "What else?"

"This is your agreement, please keep it." Mo Xiaoyu handed over one of the agreements.

An Zhengye raised his brows high, doubting his own ears, his deep dark eyes stared at Mo Xiaoyu's eyes for a moment, trying to find something out of them.

Mo Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'll meet you tomorrow at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau at ten o'clock. We'll get the divorce certificate."

"Okay." An Zhengye forcefully squeezed out a word from his nasal cavity. Since she couldn't wait to get a divorce, he will fulfill her!

After finishing speaking, he left the ward without looking back, and closed the door of the ward vigorously.

"Mr. An." Xu Wei was thrown in the ward, and was about to catch up when Mo Xiaoyu called out.

"Xu Wei, you put away the agreement."

"Oh, good." Xu Wei quickly put the agreement into his bag, turned around and chased him out.

Seeing the door of the ward being closed again, Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, holding the divorce agreement in his hand, but couldn't be happier.

What's wrong with her?Haven't you always wanted to divorce a scumbag?
Why is my heart empty?

Mo Xiaoyu fell into his own thoughts and did not move for a long time.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." Xu Zhou called softly, and then pulled Mo Xiaoyu's thoughts out of his weird emotions.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoyu responded in a low voice, and looked at Xu Zhou with a confused look in his water eyes.

"It's okay, I see you are in a daze." Xu Zhou evoked a warm smile, and comforted softly: "I know you feel uncomfortable, after all, I have been with Zhengye for two years, but you still have me, and I will treat you OK."

Xu Zhou said comforting words, but he was very happy in his heart.

She was happy that Xiao Yu and An Zhengye finally divorced, and even more happy that Xiao Yu said in front of An Zhengye that she would like to be with him.

Years of sweet dreams have come true, his current mood is like sitting on a cloud, and he has worked hard to restrain himself from laughing.

Mo Xiaoyu listened absent-mindedly to Xu Zhou's comfort, but his mind was already drifting away, and he didn't even listen to Xu Zhou's words.

"Xiao Yu, are you still hungry? I'll feed you some more porridge." Xu Zhou persuaded with a gentle expression, the tenderness in his eyes could drown people.

It's a pity that Mo Xiaoyu lowered his head and didn't notice.

"I don't have any appetite anymore." Mo Xiaoyu shook his head sullenly: "I want to be alone and let myself be quiet, okay?"

"Okay." Xu Zhou paused the hand holding the spoon, "Then I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Well, thank you for coming today." Mo Xiaoyu smiled politely.

"Don't be so polite to me, I should take care of you." Xu Zhou said softly.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled, not knowing what to reply.

Fortunately, Xu Zhou didn't say any more sensational words, watched Mo Xiaoyu lie down, tucked her in the quilt thoughtfully, and left.

As soon as Xu Zhou left, the ward fell silent.

Mo Xiaoyu stared at the door in a daze for a while, and suddenly felt an inexplicable expectation in her heart, hoping that the person she wanted to see would come in next second.

It's a pity that only the nurse who changed her dressing came in once, and the door of the ward was not opened all night.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart was always clenched tightly, sour and uncomfortable.

She didn't know what she had done, so she could only close her eyes, hoping to get some sleep.

As a result, I was in an unbearable mood and couldn't sleep all night.

It wasn't until the sky became bright that Mo Xiaoyu felt a little drowsy, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

When I woke up again, it was noon that day.

Mo Xiaoyu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the ceiling of the hospital.

Faintly hearing the voices of two people, Mo Xiaoyu turned his head and saw Xiao Li and Mo Yuan not far from the bed, talking in a low voice.

Mo Xiaoyu blinked lightly, looked at his parents in the room, wondering if he had returned to the real world.