You brought up the divorce. Why are you crying when your wife is gone?

Lu Cangye was a little surprised when he heard Wei Yi say this.

He said, "Aren't you in love with Wei Chuchu?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Wei Yi's face froze.

After a long time, Wei Yi lowered his head, and in a rare moment, he rubbed his hands together, as if for some unspeakable reason, he stuttered out his words, "I... beat her, and I want to find her to apologize. .”

Lu Cangye stood there, Xia Enxing at the front desk was surrounded by people like stars over the moon, and he was alone. Behind the thunderous applause, Lu Cangye seemed a little lonely.

He glanced at Wei Yi and said through his teeth, "Do you dare to hit An Moli?"

Wei Yi's expression was complicated, he frowned and looked a little regretful, "I was a little emotional at the time, so I was in a hurry..."

Lu Cangye waited for him to continue.

Wei Yi took a deep breath and finished his sentence, "I... slapped her in front of the hospital."

Lu Cangye gasped, "Are you crazy? Why did you hit An Moli? Did she offend you!"

"She answered Wei Chuchu's call in the middle of the night and said some words that irritated Wei Chuchu, which caused Chuchu to commit suicide by slitting her wrists yesterday..."

Wei Yi felt that he was in a dilemma. On the one hand, he felt sorry for Wei Chuchu, but on the other hand, he felt that he was sorry for An Moli.

"If I hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, Wei Chuchu might have lost too much blood and died." Wei Yi's eyes flickered, "So I had a conflict with An Moli at the door of the operating room, so..."

Lu Cangye breathed a long sigh of relief and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a long time, the man put his hand on Wei Yi's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Wei Yi, have I ever advised you to make a choice?"

Wei Yi's choice at that time was that he wanted both An Moli and Wei Chuchu.

That's why it makes both women so miserable.

Lu Cangye looked at Wei Yi for a while, "At that time, you seemed to be confused about who you wanted, but you don't have to worry about it now."

Wei Yi opened his eyes suddenly.

"An Moli has already made the choice for you."

Lu Cangye said, "Go back. An Moli won't appear here. Xia Enxing must have guessed that you will come to find her, and you won't let An Moli show up."

is that so……

Wei Yi felt empty in his heart, and the wind blew past him, as if his body was an empty shell.

Lu Cangye lowered his eyes, "Do you want to go back? I just happen to go back with you."

Wei Yi blinked, feeling that he couldn't hold back any emotion.

"What you mean is... An Moli, will you never see me again in the future?"

"Probably so."

Lu Cangye pushed Wei Yi's chest with his elbow, "If you're unhappy, I can have a drink with you tonight."

"Lao Lu, tell me why I was so impulsive at that time."

Wei Yi murmured blankly, "I...I never thought about really letting her disappear from my world. There are so many and so deep connections between us. If we say sever the relationship, then sever the relationship, I, I …”

At this moment, Wei Yi's cell phone vibrated, and several messages popped up, which seemed to be messages about unbinding his bank card.

A closer look revealed that An Moli had canceled all family card payments on the app, unlocked the card Wei Yi had given her, and also unlocked the card she had given to Wei Yi.

Wei Yi once joked, "I will give you an intimate payment limit of 52,000, you won't use it all at once, right?"

An Moli was not polite either, she just liked spending Wei Yi's money and spending money for Wei Yi. She used up this amount every month, which was 52,000 yuan, and every penny was a lot.

She doesn't want to save money for Wei Yi.

But now...

The moment he read the news of the kidnapping, Wei Yi felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff. He was pushed by someone unprepared. The feeling of weightlessness came up along with severe fear and fright. The man shook his whole body. .

So many, so deep connections... An Moli cut them off with her own hands.