Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

Qiao Muye led people in and said, "Although the time is short, these furniture are made of the best materials without formaldehyde. Xingxing, you, if you come to live someday, you can do it anytime."

Tang Ruoqing couldn't help but twitch her shoulders.

Lu Beiyuan couldn't help but look at Su Nanxing.

Su Nanxing forced a smile: "This color..."

"How's the color?" Qiao Muye said with a tone of asking for credit, "You girls like it, don't you? I remember that Rujin also liked pink in the past!"

Su Nanxing remembered that Han Rujin really liked pink.

But people like pink, just use pink as decoration, color matching, just a little bit is enough.

This room is all pink.

This aesthetic...

It's really hard to say.

If you like it, maybe a little girl of a few years old will like this atmosphere and feel like a princess.

But she's already past that age.

Qiao Muye came to his senses later, and looked at the expressions of Tang Ruoqing and Lu Beiyuan, and couldn't help asking cautiously, "Xing Xing, you, don't you like it?"

"I like it." Su Nanxing blurted out: "I like it, thank you."

For some reason, she seemed to dislike Qiao Muye's expression of frustration.

Besides, anyway, it was carefully prepared.

Su Nanxing felt that, from a polite point of view, it cannot be said that this room is not good-looking.

When Su Nanxing said he liked it, the corners of Lu Beiyuan's mouth twitched.

In the previous three years of married life, everything at home was arranged by Su Nanxing.

Lu Beiyuan knew that the style she liked was simple and elegant, and occasionally buying some cute little things, such as pillows, were just decorations.

He never knew that Su Nanxing liked this pink and pink style.

Tang Ruoqing knew Su Nanxing very well, and she knew that she liked her, so she was probably being polite.

Qiao Muye couldn't hear it.

He always thought that girls like pink.

I also said to paint the playground pink.

So Su Nanxing said he likes it, and he immediately took it seriously: "Just like it! I'm also preparing a baby room, and then I will prepare two sets, one in blue and one in pink!"

Tang Ruoqing suppressed a smile and asked, "Uncle Qiao, do you think girls like pink?"

"Isn't it? Don't all little girls like to be princesses, like pink and tender colors?"

This cognition has long been rooted and ingrained in Qiao Muye's mind.

Tang Ruoqing and Su Nanxing looked at each other, and quickly said, "Yes, yes, I like them both."

Qiao Muye smiled and said, "That's right. Tangtang, you also go upstairs and choose a room, and you can live here anytime in the future!"

Thinking about that scene, Tang Ruoqing felt surrounded by a bunch of pink items, and couldn't help shivering: "Thank you, Uncle Qiao, I'll just live in a normal room."

Qiao Muye said yes, and then went to look at Su Nanxing, eagerly said: "Then Xingxing, are you staying here tonight?"

Lu Beiyuan looked at him with a bit of accusation of "Are you pushing your limits a bit?" in his eyes.

Qiao Muye didn't look at him, but looked at Su Nanxing eagerly, waiting for her answer.

Su Nanxing subconsciously went to look at Lu Beiyuan.

The man stood beside him. Although he didn't say anything, he felt a little grievance on his body.

This was because he was afraid that he would live here if he promised Qiao Muye.

Su Nanxing said: "We are going back to Mocheng tomorrow, and I still have some things to pack when I go back. I will stay in this room later, is that okay?"

Although Su Nanxing won't be staying tonight, Qiao Muye has some regrets.

But when Su Nanxing said that he would come in the future, he immediately became happy again: "Of course! This room is yours, you can come whenever you want!"

The pink room tour is finally over.

The four of them went downstairs again, chatted for a few words, ate something, took their leave and left.

It was late at this time, and logically it was time to go back to bed.

But Tang Ruoqing said to Su Nanxing: "Go back, I'll go somewhere."

Su Nanxing was worried, and asked her, "Where are you going?"

Tang Ruoqing said: "I finally came to the capital, I'm going to play with my friends."

"Don't be too late!" Su Nanxing warned: "Don't drink too."

"understood!"

Tang Ruoqing waved her hand gracefully, turned around and left.

She didn't actually date a friend.

I just feel depressed and can't sleep when I go back, so I want to find a place to relax.

She was originally a fun-loving person, not to mention that this was the capital, so she hardly met acquaintances.

She went to a very famous bar.

She was tall, with an outstanding appearance, and she was alone, and soon many people came to strike up a conversation.

Fortunately, the owner of this bar is very powerful, and no one dares to make trouble here.

Tang Ruoqing turned down many people, and no one took the liberty of drinking.

Su Nanxing told her not to let her drink.

But in fact, Tang Ruoqing can drink quite well.

After two drinks, she felt a little tipsy.

This feeling is actually very comfortable, not drunk, my body is lazy, and my cells are a little excited.

She went to the dance, and many people around her whistled at her.

A man came over: "Beauty, can I buy you a drink?"

Tang Ruoqing glanced at him.

The man was good-looking and tall enough, but not the one she liked.

She came out of the dance floor and brushed her hair: "Sorry, I don't want to drink anymore."

"If you don't drink alcohol, then you can drink other things." The man followed her: "This bar belongs to my family. If the beauty wants to drink, just tell me!"

Tang Ruoqing glanced at him again.

This bar is very famous, and it is said that the owner behind it is also very mysterious.

Is it this man?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it.

The momentum is not enough.

But it could also be that the real person doesn't show his face.

Tang Ruoqing smiled: "Thank you, I don't want to drink anything, I want to be alone for a while."

"Don't." The man also smiled: "It's a beautiful day, what a waste to be alone. Shall I take you to play?"

Tang Ruoqing exhausted her patience and looked at him coldly: "I'm rejecting you, do you really not hear it, or are you pretending not to hear it?"

"Beauty really has a temper, I like it." The man continued to smile: "But I also really want to make friends, that's why I have such a thick skin, beauty, don't dislike me."

Tang Ruoqing said: "This is your shop, you have the final say. I can't afford to mess with it, can't I hide it?"

After she finished speaking, she was about to go outside.

The coat and bag were all stored, she went over, and someone brought them to her immediately.

The man hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't rush away."

The staff who took the clothes saw the man and called out, "Second Young Master."

Ying Zexin hummed casually, and went to look at Tang Ruoqing again: "I don't know the beauty's last name? Where do you want to go? I can see you off."

Tang Ruoqing put on her coat, took her bag, and looked back at him: "Go and find other beauties, I have a boyfriend."

After she finished speaking, she turned around to leave, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the man who had just come in at the door.

The man was wearing an iron gray cashmere coat, no glasses, and a strand of hair fell down on his forehead.

A little less abstinence and coldness, a little more casual uninhibited.

It seems to be two extremes with the calm and taciturn doctor on the operating table.

The person who came was Ying Luo Yu.