Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

An Xia panicked and waved her hands quickly: "I didn't! It was Jingyang who——"

"Are you going to say that Jing Yang directed and acted in this drama himself?"

Lu Beichuan sarcastically interrupted An Xia's attempt to explain.

"Would he lie in this situation?"

An Xia opened her mouth, her lips pale. The nightmare of being misunderstood three years ago came back like a tide.

"You really are a stubborn person!" Lu Beichuan looked at An Xia with red eyes.

"Today's incident——"

An Xia was about to explain when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure following Lu Beichuan in.

"Beichuan..."

She took Lu Beichuan's arm and followed his gaze upstairs.

The moment their eyes met, An Xia froze.

It’s Ming Xiyu!

Lu Beichuan's childhood sweetheart and also Lu Beichuan's ex-girlfriend.

If it weren't for the accident three years ago, the person sitting in Mrs. Lu's position now would be Ming Xiyu.

What is more eye-catching than her face is the crown on her head and the pink dress she is wearing.

The person Lu Beichuan did not go home and had a tryst with in the dessert shop late at night was Ming Xiyu.

He kept saying that the crown worth 300 million yuan given to friends and elders was also given to Ming Xiyu...

Clearly aware of these facts, An Xia's eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

"Hello, uncle and aunt!"

Ming Xiyu greeted her gracefully, and after looking around, his eyes landed on An Xia.

"Anxia, ​​long time no see."

Ming Xiyu looked at her with a faint smile, then suddenly realized something and waved her hand shyly.

"Don't get me wrong, I just returned to China. Beichuan was just worried that I wouldn't be able to adapt so he came to pick me up. I just heard from Beichuan that Jingyang was not well again, so I wanted to come and see him. After all, I watched Jingyang grow up."

Lu's mother Song Lanzhi hurried downstairs and held Ming Xiyu's hand intimately.

"Oh, Xiyu is still the best! Even after so many years, aunt still only likes you as a daughter-in-law. Anxia is like a wooden fish head, nothing can compare to you!"

Song Lanzhi didn't care that An Xia was right beside her and mocked her bluntly and harshly.

An Xia bit her lower lip tightly, but dared not refute a word.

She was adopted by the Fu family at the age of ten and was raised generously until she was admitted to university. Song Lanzhi was not only her mother-in-law but also her adoptive mother.

The grace of raising a child is greater than heaven, and no matter how harsh Song Lanzhi's words were, she could only endure them.

Ming Xiyu covered her lips and smiled: "Auntie is still so humorous, but when you say that, An Xia..."

Ming Xiyu went upstairs and said, "An Xia, Auntie was just joking. You shouldn't be angry, right?"

An Xia didn't say anything, just looked at Lu Beichuan, wanting to see his reaction.

Lu Beichuan just looked up at her coldly, then said to Ming Xiyu: "Okay, it's late, I'll take you home first."

"Okay." Ming Xiyu took Lu Beichuan's arm again: "Then uncle and aunt, we will go back first, you should also go to bed early."

Her posture was so natural that she looked like Lu Beichuan's real wife.

go back……

An Xia's heart trembled violently.

She just returned to China, and she already has a love nest with Lu Beichuan?

Or is it that Lu Beichuan has been unwilling to come back and has been living outside all these years, and those so-called business trips were actually just staying in the love nest that he and Ming Xiyu had prepared long ago.

I deliberately used contraception and rarely touched her, probably to avoid trouble when I get back together with Ming Xiyu in the future.

Looking at the two people's matching backs as they left, An Xia felt so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

If Ming Xiyu had not gone abroad that year, even if that accident had happened, I probably would not have been able to sit in the position of Mrs. Lu.

Song Lanzhi walked upstairs and saw her keeping her head down and not saying anything. She snorted coldly, "Look at Xiyu, how generous she is. And then look at you, a wild girl from a remote village! You are just a wild chicken! No matter how long you live in our Lu family's golden house, you can't change your petty temperament!"

Although Father Lu had always been dissatisfied with An Xia as his daughter-in-law, he still pulled her aside after hearing Song Lanzhi's unpleasant words.

"Okay, Jingyang is fine now, go back to sleep."

Everyone had left, and only An Xia and Lu Jingyang were left in the corridor on the second floor.

The boy looked horrified.

"Brother, brother is angry."

Looking at the person who caused all this, An Xia couldn't get angry, but just felt helpless and distressed.

In the entire Lu family, only he and his grandmother are truly kind to him.

"No, he's not angry. He's just busy at work and under a lot of pressure, so his voice is a little heavier."

Only after comforting Lu Jingyang did An Xia feel at ease to leave the old house.

As the car passed the business district, An Xia caught a glimpse of the billboard hanging on the mall, and somehow asked the driver to stop the car. Then she stared at the billboard in a daze.

Once upon a time, her paintings were published on huge billboards like this one, and people all over the city could see the colors she painted.

She was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts as an exception at the age of sixteen, won countless awards in art competitions, and began to organize her own solo exhibition at the age of eighteen. She was called a genius girl at the time, and her casual draft paintings could be sold at sky-high prices.

But now, she is just a full-time housewife who revolves around a husband who doesn't love her at all and an empty family.

When Song Lanzhi said that Beichuan needed someone to take good care of it, An Xia resolutely gave up all her glory and returned home to be a full-time housewife.

From the decoration of the wedding room to the fabric of Lu Beichuan's suit and the type of tie to match, An Xia has been doing all of this herself for the past three years.

She was only twenty-one years old, but she could see her future life at a glance.

What seemed like a wonderful thing before now seems so boring.

No matter how much she sacrifices, she will never be inferior to the white moonlight who just blinks at her.

I guess Lu Beichuan and Ming Xiyu are now desperately trying to release the patience they have endured over the years in bed.

An Xia suddenly felt so bored.

Looking down at the wedding ring on her ring finger, An Xia thought of Lu Beichuan's empty ring finger for the past three years.

Married men enjoy the title of golden bachelor outside.

An Xia chuckled, then struggled to take off the wedding ring that had already left layered marks on her finger.

It turns out that the things that you once cared about the most can be discarded so easily once you feel they are meaningless.

When I got home, the lights in the living room were unexpectedly on.

An Xia slowed down her pace suspiciously and walked in. She saw Lu Beichuan holding a basin of water angrily, and a large area of ​​the fireplace wall in the living room was black.

The photo of the two of them that An Xia had drawn herself and hung above the fireplace was burned, leaving only the background.

An Xia's eyes darkened.

It seemed as if someone had already made the decision for her.

When decorating this villa, An Xia was full of joy, holding on to the beautiful vision of living here as a family of three in the future.

We were afraid that if we had a baby in the future, the unreasonable design of the house would hurt the child, so the fireplace was fake and there were no flammable items placed around it.

Out of 365 days in a year, she stayed in this house for 1095 days in three consecutive years.

There is only this picture on the fireplace.

The reason why it got burned was probably because she had just lit a candlestick and placed it here to create an atmosphere, and then opened the window and waited anxiously for Lu Beichuan to come back on the windowsill. However, she received a call from the old house and left in a hurry. She didn't have time to do anything, which caused the wind to blow the flame and accidentally set the painting on fire.

The person who was always excited to see him came back today but was not calm and had no reaction. Lu Beichuan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Then I heard An Xia speak softly.

"Let's get a divorce."