The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 431 Her Hands Are Stained With Blood 2

Here, Lu Yicheng returned to the room. The lights in the room were not turned on, and only the cold moonlight shone on the ground, revealing a bit of faint light.

Qiao Anhao was lying on the bed, curled up under the blanket, seeing the cold temperature of the ring in his hand, and the moment he found the ring, his heart was filled with joy.

But the moment Lu Yisheng left, her heart went cold instantly.

The feeling of being crushed into a world of ice and snow full of joy is really uncomfortable.

Obviously she was still tender in the last second, but she pulled away and left in the next second, which made her a little unresponsive.

Suddenly, she felt the mattress sinking, and she knew that Lu Yicheng was back, and the next moment she fell into a warm embrace, and she pressed against Lu Yicheng's chest.

His eyes suddenly became sore, he sniffed his nose, and asked coldly, "Lu Yicheng, what do you mean?"

Qiao Anhao's voice could be heard slightly hoarse. He bent down, hugged him tightly, and sighed, "Anhao, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Qiao Anhao's nose became even more sour.

"I shouldn't be angry with you."

He just couldn't hear what Qiao Anhao wanted to leave him, he couldn't hear a word, and he didn't want to hear a word.

Qiao Anhao pursed her lips, feeling even more wronged in her heart, "Why are you angry with me?"

"Because you said divorce."

Lu Yicheng's words were full of helplessness, if Qiao Anhao hadn't brought up the divorce, how could he be angry.

Originally, Wen Liang seemed to be kidnapping someone, but at this time Qiao Anhao said he wanted a divorce, so he was naturally uncomfortable.

Qiao Anhao was speechless at this moment. She snorted, "It's because you didn't give me New Year's gifts. I'm not as good as your daughter! I have a car, a house, and New Year's Eve. I have nothing. .”

Speaking of which, Qiao Anhao still had a little jealousy in her heart. As the president's wife, she had no status at all.

Lu Yicheng held Qiao Anhao's hand tightly, and almost couldn't help laughing, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you still jealous of your daughter?"

"No, I just don't think it's fair."

Qiao Anhao stared at Lu Yicheng, and felt more and more aggrieved. Her daughter would not hesitate to buy something worth 30 yuan. She, the president's wife, would hurt her wallet even if she bought something worth thousands of yuan.

What kind of gap is this.

So Qiao Anhao continued, "I feel like I've got a fake marriage, and you're the one who wants to cheat me and doesn't give me money."

"What's mine is yours."

"What's mine is still mine." Qiao Anhao hurriedly answered, and Lu Yisheng's next words were stuck in his throat, and then he laughed a little, and said lightly, "Well, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours." .”

Joan hummed sweetly, "It's not too bad."

Rubbing into Lu Yicheng's arms, Qiao Anhao grabbed his lapel and said, "Lu Yicheng, don't act like that again, I'm afraid." It’s a really hard feeling to be left behind.”

She has experienced that feeling countless times, so she doesn't want to experience it again.

She has her pride, so she didn't go to Lu Yisheng.

"Lu Yicheng, I'm very scared." Qiao Anhao grabbed Lu Yicheng's skirt tightly, a tear rolled down her eyes, she had never said these words before.

That feeling of being abandoned, no one in the world is on her side, she is alone and helpless.