My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

"A new match?" Yan Jiuli thought that Gu Xingci seemed to have told her about it.

Nodding, she said, "In that case, I should not be of any use."

"So what am I now?" She asked curiously: "Dry garbage? Wet garbage? Or hazardous garbage?"

At the end, she couldn't help laughing: "Lu Shaoqin, why don't you just pack me up and throw me away, what are you doing?"

"Yan Jiuli, don't challenge my tolerance." Lu Shaoqin narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I said, as long as I don't agree, you will never leave me in this life!"

"Tch, I was seen through." Yan Jiuli smiled wryly, leaning lazily on the head of the bed.

She was really tired, and she really couldn't understand the man in front of her.

Seeing that she was sweet to Yan Zijin, but didn't give her a name; she did something that hurt her, but insisted on dragging her down and refusing to divorce.

"I see that you speak so nonchalantly, it seems that there is nothing wrong with your body?" The man bent down, his handsome face approaching Yan Jiuli's.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiuli moved back vigilantly.

But he was lying on the hospital bed with limited space, and the top of his head was already on the head of the bed.

"What are you doing? Of course it's what a husband and wife should do." The man's black pupils looked bottomless under the backlight, and there was an expression that Yan Jiuli couldn't understand.

"Lu Shaoqin, this is a hospital, there will be people there at any time." Yan Jiuli threatened: "I warn you, don't come here!"

"What do you think I want to do?" Lu Shaoqin passed her, reached out to pick up the phone beside the bed, frowned, turned it over, and then pressed a series of numbers: "Grandpa just called me and said he wanted to find you but couldn't find you." , let me tell you to call him back."

He handed the dialed phone to her, frowned slightly: "Yan Jiuli, what are you expecting?"

"Who expected it!" Yan Jiuli grabbed the phone in frustration, a suspicious blush flew up on his face.

She dared not admit that even though she was heartbroken and disappointed by the man in front of her again and again, her heart still beat for every move of this man time and time again.

Every time he approached, her heart felt like the first time she saw him.

Full of expectation and tenderness, even if she hated this man again, she still had to admit that she still loved him deeply.

Forget it, she was already a dying person, so there was nothing else to worry about.

Everything, it was the last time she was willful at that time.

"Hello, little Jiuer!" The phone was connected, and Grandpa's angry voice came from there.

Yan Jiuli couldn't help curling the corners of her lips—even though Grandpa couldn't see her expression through the phone.

"Well, Grandpa, it's me."

"Xiao Jiuer, why is your voice so hoarse? Did you slip down the stairs and fall?" Grandpa's voice was full of concern, which made Yan Jiuli's heart full of wounds warm up.

"It's okay, just a little cold." Yan Jiuli sniffed and adjusted his state: "Grandpa, don't worry."

"Why did you catch a cold? That bastard didn't take good care of you?" Mr. Lu had a bad temper, and when he heard that his granddaughter-in-law was sick, he immediately exploded: "If he treats you badly, you can beat him with a stick, don't worry about me face."

"Grandpa!" Grandpa Lu's voice was so loud that he didn't need to let it out, but Lu Shaoqin who was standing beside him could hear him clearly, and he said helplessly, "Your heart is all in the Pacific Ocean, who is your real grandson? ah!"

"Hmph! You bastard, how many times have I called to ask you to take Xiao Jiu'er back to the old house, but you've been perfunctory." Mr. Lu laughed and scolded on the other end of the phone, "What use do I want your grandson?"

"Grandpa, don't I still have to take care of Lu's affairs!" Lu Shaoqin said helplessly, "This weekend, I will definitely take Ah Yan back this weekend."

The grandfather educated his grandson a few more words, and then chatted with Yan Jiuli for a while.

In the end, after hinting again and again that she wanted to hug her great-grandson and doubting her grandson's ability, Yan Jiuli hurriedly found an excuse and hung up the phone.

"Huh!" With a long sigh of relief, Yan Jiuli put his hand on his stomach lightly.

Great grandson.

There is already a little life in her stomach that grandpa is looking forward to. This weekend, is she going to tell grandpa to know?

"I'm going to see my grandpa this weekend, so hurry up and take care of yourself." Lu Shaoqin said coldly.

Then he reached out, picked up the lunch box by the bed and opened it, a burst of aroma instantly filled the air.

"I've been tossing for a long time, I'm hungry."

Lu Shaoqin scooped up a small spoonful of warm rice porridge and handed it to Yan Jiuli's mouth: "When you were asleep, I asked Shen Cong to buy it at 'Lu Garden', eat some."

His voice was dry, and there was an imperceptible blush in his ears.

For some reason, he felt that his current appearance was extremely embarrassing, like a young man in love who was blushing and confessing to his beloved goddess.

"I'll do it myself."

Yan Jiuli was also a little at a loss. She had been in love for eight years and married for three years. It seemed that she had never enjoyed such treatment.

Once she got off the operating table, accidentally contracted a high fever, and became very ill.

She called him and wanted him to accompany her, even for a while.

But he ruthlessly rejected Yan Zijin's request on the grounds that he must see Yan Zijin after waking up.

At this moment, their relationship has already hit rock bottom.

But he sat beside her bed, like a husband who loved his wife deeply, and gently fed the rice porridge to her mouth.

"Eat!" He ignored her request, his voice was cold and domineering.

"Oh."

Yan Jiuli lowered his head and quickly swallowed the spoon.

"Hot!" The effect of the heat preservation bucket is so good that the rice porridge still maintains the temperature just out of the pot.

Yan Jiuli spit the porridge on Lu Shaoqin's high-end suit pants, and Lu Shaoqin's face darkened visibly to the naked eye.

"Yan Jiuli, did you do it on purpose!" Lu Shaoqin held the spoon tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"Sorry." Yan Jiuli opened his mouth, sucking in air desperately, and whispered, "But it's really hot."

"Otherwise, I'll clean it up for you." Seeing Lu Shaoqin's dark complexion and frowning, Yan Jiuli consciously pulled out a few tissues and lowered his head to wipe off the stains on his pants.

"Why don't you wipe it?"

"That..." After lowering his head, Yan Jiuli saw clearly that his mouthful of porridge was really in the right place, right between the man's legs.

She laughed awkwardly, and put the tissue back in her hand.

"Actually, you can't see it unless you look carefully," she said.

Lu Shaoqin gritted his teeth and fixed his eyes on the woman in front of him. The woman lowered her head and did not dare to move, but kept looking up at his expression.

The timid and cute expression of a little rabbit made the man sigh in frustration.

Picking up the spoon, he scooped up another spoonful of porridge, blew it carefully, and tested the temperature with his lips.

It was delivered to Yan Jiuli's mouth.

The two of them ate porridge in silence, the atmosphere was so harmonious and warm.

Yan Jiuli's heart was sour and swollen. If time went back three years, he would be willing to feed her with his own hands like this.

Then she will definitely feel that she is the happiest woman in the world!
Unfortunately, times have changed.

After three years of passing, the girl who was originally full of expectations for love has turned into the current desolate appearance.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Lu Shaoqin got up and went to make a phone call, asking Shen Cong to bring him a change of suit.

Yan Jiuli was bored looking out of the window, when suddenly, the phone rang again.

Yan Jiuli picked it up and took a look - the name on the caller ID only had one character, Hong.

However, in Yan Jiuli's mobile phone, there is only one person with this name.

The one who took her mother away and wanted to sell her to a rich man was her gambler stepfather, Hong Jincheng, who did all kinds of bad things like gambling, drinking and beating people.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Yan Jiuli pressed the call button and asked coldly.