Marriage is coming

The main reason is that the picture of Mu Jingshen's strength is still vivid in his memory, but Lin Xuan is really not used to it when he suddenly softens.

She fell asleep for a long time, curled up on the hospital bed, her voice was a little hoarse: "It's gone."

Mu Jingshen got up, set up a small table on the hospital bed, put a plate of grapes on it: "Eat some cushions first, I'll go and buy you something to eat."

Lin Xuan didn't refuse, she was hungry.

Ever since she became pregnant, she has been extremely hungry.

After eating two grapes, Lin Xuan wanted to go to the bathroom, got off the hospital bed, and after taking care of her physical needs, when she returned, she saw two people standing outside through the window.

Mu Jingshen and Fan Qiao.

Fan Qiao wore a small windbreaker, which looked extraordinarily gentle from behind.

She turned her head to look at Mu Jingshen, her fair face was delicate and beautiful, and the two of them matched surprisingly well.

Lin Xuan walked out, and the sound of her opening the door startled the two of them. As soon as they went out, Mu Jingshen and Fan Qiao looked over at the same time.

"Xuan'er?"

Fan Qiao said in a low voice: "Did I talk too loudly with Ah Shen, disturbing you?"

Lin Xuan felt a little sick to her stomach. Fan Qiao's question was really a bit of a bitch.

The sound insulation in the hospital was good. She didn't believe that Fan Qiao didn't even know about this in the hospital where he had lived for nearly five years.

"Xuan'er, I just talked to Ah Shen a few words when I came out to relax, don't mind."

Lin Xuan smiled, "I don't mind. It's inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to talk outside. If Miss Fan's ward is not spacious enough, I can give it to you. Do you need me to help you out?"

After saying this, Mu Jingshen's eyes suddenly darkened.

He strode to Lin Xuan's side, reached out and grabbed her wrist: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Nonsense? What did I say?"

There was nothing wrong with Lin Xuan's words, but that kind of straightforward irony still made Fan Qiao turn pale and tears were about to fall.

Mu Jingshen held Lin Xuan's hand, turned his head to Fan Qiao and said, "Qiao Qiao, I'll take Xuan'er to eat something, you should go back to the ward first."

After finishing speaking, Mu Jingshen pulled her towards the elevator.

She looked back, Fan Qiao stood where she was, she kept her head down and didn't look at them, but her back was thin, and she looked alone, only lonely.

Lin Xuan tugged on Mu Jingshen's sleeve, motioning him to look.

Mu Jingshen glanced at her without any turmoil in his eyes, and even asked her, "What's wrong?"

"Are you willing to?"

"What are you willing to do?"

Mu Jingshen just felt baffled.

Lin Xuan pointed in Fan Qiao's direction, "Your first love woman is standing there, alone."

"She has a nurse." Mu Jingshen said indifferently: "You should worry about yourself, my Mrs. Mu."

"Mu Jingshen, in fact, even if you don't tell me, I can feel that there is still affection between you and Fan Qiao."

"Since you have feelings, don't hurt her. She has been with you for five years. Are you really willing to let her be a shameless mistress? You are so willing to rely on her having no parents. She has been an orphan since she was a child. No one will give her love." She's just backing up."

"If you are a man, divorce me and give Fan Qiao a title. I won't look down on you so much."

Pain in the palm of the hand, and the strength of the man's grip increased.

She let out a cry of pain, and Mu Jingshen immediately let go.

"Mrs. Mu, I don't need you to think highly of me."

"Also, Qiao Qiao and I broke up when we got married. Why do you suspect that I have nothing to do with it, but Xuan'er, just tell me this kind of thing, don't say it in front of the third person, man They all care about a woman's past, so to speak, it will delay Qiao Qiao's marriage."

"Marry?" Lin Xuan laughed out loud, "Mu Jingshen, what kind of joke are you talking about?"

"With you here, everyone in the world knows that Fan Qiao is your woman. Do you think anyone dares to marry her?"

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Lin Xuan sneered.

His chin was lifted by him, and Lin Xuan had to meet his gaze, the man's eyes were full of scrutiny: "Xuan'er, you think so."

"It's not me who thinks so, you make me and many others think so."

"You never denied it."

Mu Jingshen paused, and if he didn't deny it, would he admit it?

Mu Jingshen didn't explain, and took Lin Xuan downstairs.

He drove the car over, let Lin Xuan get into the car, and drove away from the hospital.

The hotel was getting farther and farther away from Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan felt aggrieved and irritable: "No, Mr. Mu, I touched your heart with what I said, so it doesn't mean you won't even give me food, right?"

"Go back first, I asked the housekeeper to make chicken soup for you."

"The things outside are not as clean as at home."

Lin Xuan was about to starve to death, her head was dizzy from hunger, and she didn't want to say a word.

After wandering for a while, I finally arrived at Yanshan Villa. The car door was pulled open from the outside, and Mu Jingshen led her inside.

The butler cooked chicken soup and prepared a nutritious meal. Lin Xuan especially liked the small wontons served by the butler.

She ate a few and started to drink chicken soup when she was not very hungry.

Lin Xuan clearly remembered that the butler was not so hungry in Jinghe, so she asked the butler, "When did you come back?"

"At around six o'clock in the afternoon, my husband told me to come back here and prepare some dinner for you."

At that time, she had fainted for about two hours.

"Madam, sir, you haven't eaten much all day, you..."

The butler glanced at her face and said in a low voice: "Madam, sir doesn't like to eat outside food. I heard from the servants in the villa that he hasn't come back for a day, so..."

"His stomach is not very good, would you like to let him eat some?"

Lin Xuan's eyes didn't fluctuate: "He's not a three-year-old kid, why should he chase after him after eating!?"

"I'm not a fucking mother, I'm not used to his stinking problems."

Mu Jingshen had just arranged to follow Lin Xuan to Jinghe's doctor tomorrow, and heard Lin Xuan's words when he entered the door.

His heart was stuffy.

Not long ago, she was still busy with him in the kitchen, time flew by like a fleeting moment, and now she didn't care about his life or death at all.

Mu Jingshen suddenly became addicted to cigarettes. He didn't enter the door, but stood in the entrance and took out a cigarette.

A bit of bitterness melted in the mouth, it turns out...

Has been ignored, turned out to be this feeling.

The housekeeper had already seen Mu Jingshen, she shook her fingers, and said in a low voice: "Madam, there is a lack of communication between you and your husband, the best way to resolve the conflict between two people is to communicate..."

Lin Xuan put down her chopsticks, took a deep look at the butler, and went upstairs directly.

The butler smiled wryly.

Lin Xuan habitually went to the master bedroom, and didn't come back for more than a month. The environment in the master bedroom became more profound.

The curtains were drawn, so the outside light could not seep in. The women's clothes in the closet were moved to the cloakroom, leaving only gray in monotony.

Lin Xuan was at a loss for a moment, Mu Jingshen was already trying to live alone, why wouldn't she get divorced, wouldn't let her go?