On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

I really want to get up immediately, rush forward, and hug Shanglu tightly.

Never let him go again.

But Qiao Qiao didn't do that.

She restrained herself from all kinds of complicated situations, let her tears flow quietly, and waited quietly for Shanglu to steer her wheelchair and come to her side.

A breeze around me stopped.

What came to her face was the familiar but distant breath that haunted her in her dreams.

The tears became more uncontrollable.

She took a long, deep breath, suppressed the sound of sobbing, and it still fell into Phytolacca's ears.

Hurry up to meet her, touched her tear-filled cheeks, and said with great distress, "Qiao Er, I'm having a nightmare again."

He lowered his head and pressed his cheek against it.

In the wet tears streaming down his face, there were hers and his.

He kissed her face, feeling very guilty, "I'm sorry, Qiaoer, it's all because of me that you are in such pain."

I thought she had fallen asleep under the effect of aromatherapy just like the previous two nights.

He let go of all the burdens in his heart, and helplessly confide his inner voice.

"Qiao Er, my legs are useless now, and my eyes are also blind..."

The hand holding her cheek was trembling.

Qiao Qiao felt it.

His voice suddenly carried deep helplessness and pain:

"Joe, I can't give you happiness at all."

But if let him choose again.

He will still, as always, unite with the forces of the Southern Sea Fleet, use himself as a bait, and together annihilate the anti-peace forces on Wall Street.

That trip was a secret operation.

It was under the guise of going to find An'an to compete with the evil forces.

Who did he contact, what plans did he have, he didn't tell anyone.

Knowing that this is a near-death experience, he still has no hesitation.

People live for the rest of their lives, why?

Before meeting Qiao Qiao, he thought that being a conscientious entrepreneur was his mission in life.

After meeting Qiao Qiao, he felt that he should have a high-quality relationship and treat Qiao Qiao well.

Later, you can only choose the former.

Not how noble he is.

Rather he understands:

The rain falls from the clouds to moisten everything.

Just like when people come to this world, they always have to do something.

Some moistened the soil, and some wet the flowers. They didn't know what they would become, but they took a leap.

People should also have such courage and determination.

The rain cannot be controlled by oneself, but people can make up their minds, and there should be some blooming...

There is no turning back on this road.

Just assume that he has betrayed Qiao Qiao.

By the door, the bald bodyguard answered a phone call.

Then, he walked up to Shanglu and reminded him in a low voice, "Third Master, the rented helicopter is ready, when will we arrive?"

"Let's go." Shanglu held Qiao Qiao's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

The bald head asked again, "Third Master, can you stay?"

Despite all the difficulties, Shang Lu still let go of Qiao Qiao's hand cruelly.

"Joe, I'm sorry."

"This is the last time I'll see you."

"You just think I'm really dead..."

The moment he pulled his hand away, the slender hand that lay flat on the edge of the bed grabbed him firmly.

Shanglu turned his head and saw nothing.

But he seems to have noticed something.

Because of that hand, holding him tightly, not letting go at all.

Where the skin of the wrist touched, with huge conflict force, it crashed into Shang Lu's chest wave after wave.

Qiaoqiao has too many things to say to Shanglu.

But at this moment, it just turned into a ray of obsessive gaze that couldn't be seen enough, staring at Shanglu.

Tears welled up like a fountain.

When weeping and sobbing, I forgot the grievance, and it was all my love for Shanglu.

Shanglu knew she was awake.

Maybe she had discovered the clue earlier, or maybe Li Yan betrayed him.

None of this matters.

The important thing is that he has no way to face Qiao Qiao with such a terrible appearance.

He hurriedly pulled his hand from Qiao Qiao's palm, wanting to escape from here, "Chaoshu, let's go."

The bald bodyguard didn't want to listen to him.

Seeing Qiao Qiao sitting up and holding his third master tightly, he was even secretly pleased.

Li Chaoshu's eyes were red, and he couldn't help sobbing, "Madam, you and the third master have a good chat, I'll stand outside on the balcony, call me if you need anything."

"Li Chaoshu." Shanglu was angry, and Li Chaoshu refused to obey his orders.

Li Chaoshu completely turned a deaf ear and walked towards the balcony inside the house.

Qiao Qiao, who was sobbing, did not blame or complain, but only said a gentle and caring word, "Shanglu, go home, everyone in the family is waiting for you."

There was a little pleading in the gentle and caring tone.

begged him to stay.

Still holding his hand tightly, she got out of bed.

Squat down, like a child, with your face on his legs.

Tears instantly soaked his trouser legs, "Shanglu, you don't even know how I survived the days when you were not around."

She hugged his waist tightly, begging when she raised her eyes, "Shanglu, I only want you to stay by my side. I know that you must have experienced difficulties that no one can imagine to be able to return to Pengcheng."

She choked with sobs and said, "In that case, you can create miracles and survive, isn't it just desperately wanting to come back to us?"

The voice behind couldn't help but feel a little wronged, "Why didn't you recognize everyone when you came back? Are you really going to be so cruel?"

Phytolacca's legs were completely unconscious.

When Qiao Qiao leaned against him, he couldn't feel anything.

Instead, half of his body collapsed tightly.

It's like being touched by someone.

The inferiority complex is even more troublesome.

Can such a him bring stable happiness to Qiaoqiao?

He had no way to answer Qiao Qiao.

I opened my mouth several times, but there was no sound...

Knowing that she was crying, he had no choice but to raise his hand and silently wipe away her tears.

I can't see her face, but I know how uncomfortable she is crying at this time.

Qiao Qiao looked at him, "Shang Lu, Niannian looks very cute now. I don't know if Li Yan told you, he looks like you, he catches any uncle who just wants a man, he will Daddy. Do you know how much he wants to see Daddy?"

"And..." she choked up, "Dad had a heart bypass surgery because of you, and almost woke up."

"Do you really have the heart to make him mistakenly think that he can only send black-haired people to white-haired people?"

"His beloved little granddaughter is still missing. If you don't see him even when you come back, he will definitely be hit again."

"Shanglu, stay here and stop hiding from everyone, okay?"

She begged.

"Legs and eyes can be cured. But Dad can't live without a son, can't live without Dad every year, and I can't live without a husband."

She reached out to pick off Shanglu's sunglasses, "Shanglu, let me see your eyes..."