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

Since they had proposed divorce and Lu Beichuan had even brought out the prenuptial agreement, the secondary card he had given her for living expenses was no longer appropriate to use.

Fortunately, during these three years, An Xia has been taking on some part-time drawing jobs privately to earn some extra money, otherwise she would not have been able to find a place to stay during this time.

After finding a motel to stay in, An Xia called her best friend Jiang Qingyu.

She is the owner of a bar, and now, late at night, is when she is most energetic.

As soon as the call was connected, she teased, "Why are you calling me this late at night instead of going to reunite with your Mr. Lu? I don't like being a light bulb that ruins other people's fun."

"Qingyu, I plan to divorce him."

An Xia's few light words almost startled Jiang Qingyu so much that he fell off his high chair.

"what?!"

The two have been good friends since junior high school. After years of friendship, Jiang Qingyu knows best how important Lu Beichuan is in An Xia's heart.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Beichuan was the light that illuminated An Xia's entire adolescence.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have married him at such a young age, and even ignored the invitations from respected university professors and job offers with a million-dollar annual salary, and resolutely followed him to fly abroad to get the marriage certificate.

If the word divorce came from Lu Beichuan's mouth, it might not be so shocking, but An Xia, who had always regarded this marriage as a treasure, proposed a divorce...

Jiang Qingyu had only one guess in his mind.

"Did Lu Beichuan cheat on his wife?"

An Xia was silent for a moment and did not answer directly.

"I remember Professor Song hasn't accepted any disciples yet?"

At that time, An Xia was admitted to the China Academy of Art, the most prestigious art school in the country. Song Jinyi was the most respected professor in the academy and the dream love poem that all art students could only dream of.

Every year, hundreds of art students are admitted to the China Academy of Fine Arts, but none of them catch Song Jinyi's eye. An Xia is the only student he is satisfied with.

An Xia got married just after she entered school, then dropped out of school and returned home to become a full-time housewife.

Jiang Qingyu instantly understood what An Xia meant.

"I will now compile your works from the past few years and hand them over to Professor Song tomorrow."

Jiang Qingyu is also from the National Academy of Fine Arts. Although she is not Song Jinyi's student, she has a good relationship with Song Jinyi and they always interact with each other.

"Thank you." An Xia said gratefully.

This matter has always been a regret in An Xia's heart. If she had the opportunity to return to Professor Song's school now, she would naturally try her best.

Jiang Qingyu waved his hand and said, "We don't need so many polite words."

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After spending a night in the hotel, An Xia went to the hospital early the next morning.

Over the years, her father has been living in a private hospital under the Lu Group. The medical expenses were all paid by Lu Group, and she didn't know the exact amount.

Now that she was divorcing Lu Beichuan, she also said that she would bear the cost of her father's medical treatment herself, so she had to understand the most basic expenses.

"Your father's condition has been quite stable recently. We have contacted a foreign laboratory and are planning to introduce new drugs for him to try. The medical expenses plus the ICU hospitalization fees will cost at least 200,000 yuan a month."

Shen Huaian, the attending physician in charge of An Jianguo's condition, explained it carefully to An Xia.

Two hundred thousand...

An Xia bit her lip.

This was nothing to Mrs. Lu, but it was a huge amount for An Xia, who was about to get divorced and was no different from an ordinary person.

Although I have saved some money from part-time jobs over the years, it cannot support the fixed monthly expenses of 200,000 yuan for too long.

Seeing her suddenly unhappy expression, Shen Huaian asked with concern: "This little money is nothing to the Lu family. Why do you seem to be worried?"

This is the Lu family's private hospital. An Jianguo has been hospitalized here for three years. The relationship between Lu Beichuan and An Xia is no secret here.

After his father was hospitalized, Shen Huaian has been the attending physician. The two were senior and junior students in the same high school. An Xia and Shen Huaian are familiar with each other, so there is naturally no need to hide some things.

"I'm planning to get a divorce. From now on, I'll have to rely on myself to pay for the hospital expenses."

Shen Huaian was startled. Obviously surprised.

After being stunned, he quickly collected himself and did not ask any more questions. He just said, "All employees of Xinkang have family discounts. If you need it, I can help you apply for it."

An Xia immediately raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise: "Really? Is this okay?"

Shen Huaian smiled lightly: "Yeah. I have a good relationship with the director of the administrative department, so it shouldn't be difficult to ask him to help with the operation. It's just that the discount is not too high, so it may not be too much."

"I'd be very happy if I could have less of it!"

The total medical expenses each month are 200,000. No matter how much the discount is, as long as it is given, it will be a great help to An Xia.

Shen Huaian looked at her with smiling eyes, and his eyebrows were unconsciously infected and bent down.

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice at all that the man who had walked out of the elevator behind them at some point was now staring at them motionlessly.

Feeling hot from being stared at from behind, An Xia subconsciously turned her head and met Lu Beichuan's dark eyes.

She paused, and before she could ask anything, Lu Beichuan strode over, put his hand affectionately on her shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.

They look so close to each other, like a loving couple.

"Why did you come here first?"

After he said this in a doting tone, Lu Beichuan raised his eyes and looked at Shen Huaian.

"Doctor Shen, how is my father-in-law doing recently?"

An Xia didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Lu Beichuan spoke to Shen Huaian in a harsher tone. It seemed that he was not very polite to him.

Shen Huaian still smiled warmly: "I have just explained Mr. An's specific situation to Xia Xia."

"Xia Xia?" Lu Beichuan uttered these two words with his cold lips, and turned to look at An Xia.

An Xia shuddered for no reason.

But after he recovered, he quickly straightened up.

She has nothing to be afraid of.

Shen Huaian seemed not to hear his anger and was still smiling.

"Aren't you going to divorce An Xia? It shouldn't be offensive if I call her Xia Xia." After saying that, the nurse came to call him. Shen Huaian greeted An Xia and went to make rounds.

As soon as he left, An Xia was pulled into the empty ward next door by Lu Beichuan.

The door was slammed shut, and An Xia was pressed forcefully against the door by Lu Beichuan. With a muffled groan, An Xia felt as if her shoulder blade was about to be broken.

"I was wondering why he suddenly asked for a divorce, it turns out he found another partner."

Lu Beichuan pinched An Xia's chin and sneered.

Last night, he was so angry that An Xia mentioned the word divorce that he couldn't sleep well all night. In the morning, he received the news that she came to Xin Tang Hospital, so he immediately followed her to find her to ask her clearly. As a result, when he arrived, he saw her chatting and laughing with another man.

The blunt sarcasm was an insult to An Xia.

An Xia met Lu Beichuan's gaze, anger flowing in her watery eyes.

"Mr. Lu, not everyone is like you, with red flags flying at home and colorful flags fluttering outside."

"What did you call me?" Lu Beichuan's voice was tense.

Ever since I met her, she always called him brother sweetly, and after marriage she always shyly called him husband. At the very least, she would call him by his full name. But now she calls him Mr. Lu in a strange way.

"We are about to get divorced. If I don't call you Mr. Lu, do I have to call you brother like we did when we were little?" An Xia's pale lips trembled, and her eyes met Lu Beichuan's gaze bluntly.

"You'd feel sick if I yelled."

Three years ago, she woke up from pain all over her body, and before she knew what had happened, she was met with Lu Beichuan's cold and disgusted gaze.

"The purpose of providing you with education is to teach you how to climb into your brother's bed? An Xia, you are so disgusting."