Paranoid ex-husband regrets

But now one of her hearts has been bloody taken away, and she no longer dares to touch anything that is attached to her feelings.

"Song, Song Ye, I..."

"A Li..." Song Ye said anxiously, "Don't reject me in a hurry."

"I, I know it may be difficult for you to accept it all at once, but I am sincere, why don't you think about it..."

Jiang Li didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only rush you to prevaricate.

After hanging up the phone, she saw the nurse in the ward walk into Grandma Jiang's ward.

While the nurse was changing the medicine for Grandma Jiang, the old woman said with bright eyes, "Ah Li, when can I be discharged from the hospital? With so much medicine injected into my body, I really don't even need to eat!"

"Grandma, you have to stay here for a while to observe your illness, follow the doctor's advice and don't rush home." Jiang Li said.

The old woman who has lived all her life doesn't know the truth.

She looked at Jiang Li's face and said: "My Ah Li, if you are wronged, you must tell Granny that there is always a limit to what one can resist."

Even if a person's wound is licked alone in the dark, he will not feel much pain if he endures it.

Just in case someone asks, someone really cares.

Difficulties piled up these days, and Jiang Li became numb to herself in the gradual busyness.

When Grandma Jiang asked her this question, she immediately had a sore nose, and ran out from the neglected corner like a grievance overwhelming her.

"Grandma..." Jiang Li called out aggrievedly.

"Hey, good boy." Grandma Jiang opened her arms.

The old woman's embrace was somewhat shriveled, and it gave Jiang Li, who was walking alone after losing her lover, all the warmth and support she needed.

She rubbed Jiang Li's hair with her skinny hands, and Grandma Jiang said softly, "My good boy, I've heard about that from Boy Zhao."

"When that girl didn't miss her when she was young, as long as the moment you were together, she was sincere."

"It's okay to suffer a little afterward."

"It's nothing..."

These days, holding back the tears alone, she lay down on the old woman's clothes.

All Jiang Li saw was Aye's handsome and silly face.

Big troubles piled up together, in the eyes of irresponsible people, those should not be their own troubles.

If it is too emotional, it is easy to bring yourself into the horns.

Loneliness and melancholy are like sand sometimes. As long as this person is willing to turn his head, those things and things may become a thing of the past overnight.

After this day, Jiang Li seemed to have unloaded some big burden, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed.

But this kind of ease returns to the small supermarket, and there is a tendency to make a comeback.

There seems to be the shadow of that person everywhere in the supermarket.

Obviously everything he used has been put away.

Jiang Li was in a daze when Zhao Qinian arrived at the door before the voice came.

The empty heart was affected by the noisy voice for a moment, and there was not even a bit of sadness left.

Jiang Li suddenly thanked her neighbor very much.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

As soon as Jiang Li opened his mouth, he saw Zhao Qinian holding a fluffy lump of flesh in his arms.

"Ah Li, look what this is?"

A white kitten the size of a palm was nestling on his arm.

Jiang Li's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Little cat, brother Zhao, where did you get it?"

"The big black cat at the street, I don't know where I found my husband, but it actually laid a white one." Zhao Qinian said happily: "Look quickly, this white cat doesn't even have a stray hair."

When Jiang Li took it, she was cautious.

This little thing was too small and too soft, it made her heart go soft.

"Brother Zhao gave it to me?"

Zhao Qinian said with a matter-of-fact look: "Of course, if I don't give it to you, why should I raise it?"

A living creature was added to the house, which took a lot of her attention away.

Jiang Li built a nest for the little milk cat, but couldn't find a suitable one after the name rang for a long time.

"Zhenzhen..." A strange name popped into her head.

Before he could settle down, a girl's face suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Jiang Li's heart suddenly ached so badly that she couldn't straighten up.

It was clearly daytime, but the eyes became strange and strange.

She nestled there for a long time before she got over the uncomfortable feeling.

Grandma Jiang's illness needs money, and her own food and drink have been reduced to a minimum.

The string of zeros on the check given by that person was very touching, but Jiang Li didn't touch it.

That was her last insistence on that relationship with Brother A Ye.

There is only so much business income in the store, Jiang Li has no choice but to take out a lot of backlogged goods to reduce prices and promote them.

After a day of drinking, Si Hanye came down from the bar outside the city.

When returning to the city, the road was very difficult to drive, and he was about to vomit from his groggy head.

"Stop first!"

The moment the driver stopped the car, Si Hanye lowered the window.

Along with the clear air after the rain came in, there was a mess of promotional leaflets pasted at the entrance of the small supermarket.

The purchase price of those things is more than this money...

Si Hanye frowned immediately.

When I got out of the car and took a closer look, the promotional items accounted for almost half of the supermarket's inventory.

Si Hanye knew it clearly in his heart that there was only so much cash flow.

What is this silly woman doing?
Is the 100 million given to her not enough?
His head, which was already hurting, suddenly felt even worse. Si Hanye glanced at the pitch-black upstairs and couldn't see anything.

He stood there angrily for a while, and had no choice but to go back to the car in despair.

"drive!"

The driver peeked in the rearview mirror, somewhat puzzled, how the temper of these rich men was the same as his wife's menstruation, coming without any regularity.

A coffin-like face made Si Han Ye's face almost freeze into ice.

He glared impatiently at the driver from the rearview mirror and said, "Hurry up!"

Anyway, the car didn't belong to my family, so the driver barely put his foot in the fuel tank for the rest of the way.

When Si Hanye got out of the car, his expression was as unreadable as Wanniang's.

After stepping on the ground for a while, he rushed to the trash can and vomited.

Seeing the boss vomit like this, the driver immediately walked and said, "Si, President Si, I delivered it to your home. I, I'll go back first..."

Si Hanye had already vomited so darkly that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Stepped into the house with unsteady steps, and heard the sound of closing the door. Zhenzhen came out of the piano room, poked her head out and smelled the smell of alcohol.

Immediately wrinkling his nose, he closed the door of the piano room.

Si Hanye's nerves were numb with a drink, and he wondered why he lived like this.

The wife is not here, the daughter hates it, and the little one is left...

Little... where did Er Bao go...

His eyes lingered for a long time, only focusing on the upper part, he lowered his head and bumped his knees, a pair of men's slippers were placed by his feet.

Er Bao blinked his big eyes and said, "Father, change your shoes."

The son lowered his head, and Si Hanye could clearly see the twirling of his hair in a daze.

The five-year-old child has been pampered since birth, but he is much smaller than the other children.

Seeing that Si Hanye hadn't moved, Erbao pulled his hand again, and a soft touch came from the palm of his hand, "Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Why don't you answer me when I talk to you..."