After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

During the intermission, Fu Yanmo just got up and wanted to go out, but the door opened first, and Qian Zhe walked in holding a box with a strange expression on his face.

The eyes of Fu Yanmo and Qiao Anhao fell on the box at the same time. All the things they photographed have been sent over. What is in this box.

After Qian Zhe opened the box, it turned out that there was a bit of the crown and a card inside.

With just one glance, Qiao Anhao was attracted by the crown inside the box, completely ignoring the matter of the card.

After Fu Yanmo saw the card, his expression suddenly changed. He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

"Isn't this crown photographed by NO.12? Why is it sent to us again?"

Although Qiao Anhao liked the crown very much, she couldn't have something of unknown origin.

"NO.12 is my friend, I'm going out now, and I'll be right back."

After Fu Yanmo said this, he ignored Qiao Anhao's face and left in a hurry.

Qiao Anhao looked at his hurried back, and her heart became heavy again. What kind of friend is it that makes him care so much?

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had never really understood Fu Yanmo.

She glanced at the crown with a lack of interest. Although the crown was still the same crown, she couldn't like it anymore.

Soon, the second half of the auction started again. Qiao Anhao didn't have the mood to appreciate the auction items at all. Even the host's words went in with her left ear and out with her right ear, and she didn't take it seriously at all.

Just like that, the auction ended soon, and Fu Yanmo never showed up. Qiao Anhao's mood was at the bottom of the valley, and she clenched her fists, "Fu Yanmo, what kind of friend is he? He's even worse than me." important!"

"Miss Qiao, the president asked me to take you back!" Qian Zhe said to Qiao Anhao respectfully.

Qiao Anhao nodded, and didn't make things difficult for the other party, but just took out her mobile phone and called Fu Yanmo.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area, please try again later."

I played it several times in a row, but it was all cold and the sound of a machine.

After returning to the villa, Qiao Anhao shut herself up, even if Toffee wanted to see her, she used various excuses to fool her.

Sometimes the more mysterious things are, the more she wants to know the cause and effect. Fu Yanmo has always been very accountable when doing things, so when he doesn't answer the phone, there is almost no time.

Throughout the night, Qiao Anhao was full of thoughts. Her mind was full of chaos, and finally she couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Anhao heard the door being opened, and a familiar embrace embraced her.

Qiao Anhao had been pretending to be asleep. When Fu Yanmo hugged her tightly, she smelled a familiar smell. She must have come into contact with this smell somewhere.

But she didn't remember it for a while, and just like that, she fell asleep again in a daze.

Early the next morning, Qiao Anhao woke up and found that the seat next to her was vacant. She touched it with her hand, and the temperature had already disappeared.

Downstairs, Toffee has already drawn a beautiful painting. Seeing Qiao An get down, she held up the painting, "Mommy, Mommy, do you think Toffy's painting looks good?"

Fortunately, Qiao An didn't see the person she wanted to see downstairs, and felt empty in her heart, as if she had lost something important.

"Mummy, can you see if my drawing is good?" Toffee didn't notice that Qiao Anhao was absent-minded, and was still in high spirits.

Qiao Anhao withdrew her thoughts and focused on Toffee.

"Toffee is amazing, I didn't expect to be able to draw such a beautiful picture, Mommy is happy for you!"

After hearing Qiao Anhao's praise, Toffee felt very happy. She patted her chest and promised, "Don't worry, Mommy, Toffee will work harder in the future and try to draw more beautiful paintings!"

"Okay, okay, toffee is the best!" Qiao Anhao looked at toffee with a smile on her face. In the past, only toffee was happy, but seeing her happy now, although she was very happy, she still felt that something was missing .

In this way, Fu Yanmo went out early and returned late every day, as if he had something important to do, Qiao Anhao also pretended to be a sensible woman, and didn't care about his affairs.

Even if she asked, people would ignore her, so why did she bother?

In the middle of the night that day, after Qiao Anhao woke up, her mouth felt parched. She looked at the empty seat beside her, and finally resigned herself to get up to pour water.

She heard Fu Yanmo's voice just as she came downstairs, and his voice was very gentle, completely opposite to his usual appearance.

"I am not married……"

When Qiao Anhao heard these words, her body froze slightly, and then she ran away. In the middle of the night, her man called someone very gently, saying that he was not married yet.

The implication of this couldn't be more obvious.

After Qiao Anhao left, Fu Yanmo continued, "But I'm already planning to propose to her, she is the woman I love the most in my life."

When Qiao Anhao was mentioned, Fu Yanmo's eyes unconsciously showed tenderness, which radiated from the inside out.

"An Baiyi, the things between us are in the past. I have a lover now. I hope you don't show up to disturb us."

The other party didn't know what to say. Although Fu Yanmo's voice was gentle, the sense of alienation was more obvious.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanmo took a deep breath. In fact, he has been busy with An Baiyi these days. It's not that he has no love for her, but that he doesn't want her to disturb Qiao Anhao.

In the bedroom, Qiao Anhao was tossing and turning on the bed. She couldn't imagine who he was calling, but she couldn't control her thoughts.

With a "creak", the door of the room was pushed open, Qiao Anhao immediately closed her eyes tightly, she couldn't let Fu Yanmo find out that she heard him calling someone else.

Because she was afraid, if he really moved on, she didn't know what to do.

After Fu Yanmo came in, he saw Qiao Anhao hiding himself under the quilt, but his exposed eyes were trembling unconsciously, and he immediately knew that Qiao Anhao was pretending to sleep.

He got into bed, hugged Qiao Anhao from behind, and said softly, "Honey, are you in a bad mood today? If you're in a bad mood, hit me up and let you vent."

Qiao Anhao still closed her eyes and ignored him, but he covered her body and kissed her lightly, "Didn't I say that no matter what happens, I will solve it for you, can you tell your husband?" Say, what happened to you?"

"Stop putting gold on your face, you are not my husband!"

Qiao Anhao remembered how he looked on the phone in the living room, and felt sore.