Chapter 2388: She hated that bitch

"Well." Qiao Mianmian squeezed his hand tightly. "Everything pleases you."
Mo Yeji shook her hand and smiled with a smile: "Stupid or not stupid. Be polite with your husband. I'm going in, and you're waiting outside with peace of mind."
"Ok."
Mo Yesi soothed her, and turned and walked into the operating room.
Other medical personnel also went in one after another.
After a moment, the door of the operating room closed.
Qiao Mianmian returned to the old lady.
The old lady should also be worried, she was holding a string of beads in her hand, thinking silently.
Mo Xingshu also had worries on his face, and occasionally glanced at the operating room.
Qiao Chen is the child left behind by his beloved woman.
This is the crystallization of his and her love.
He has lost her.
Their children must have nothing more.
Beside Mo Xingshu, the second lady also raised her head and looked towards the operating room. She stretched a face, there was no temperature in her eyes, and a hand beside her was tightly held.
If Qiao Chen recovers, it will have a greater impact on her and her maiden's forces.
The second lady could not wait for Qiao Chen to have any accident during the operation and died on the operating table.
But this time, the man in charge of the operation was Mo Yesi, and all the medical staff were also arranged by him, and they were from his side.
Even though Mrs. 2 had thought about making a fuss about this operation, she couldn't insert anyone at all.
Even if she was unwilling in her heart, there was no way.
Her cold Yu Guang glanced at Mo Xingshu's worried and nervous expression, her hand on the side was tighter, and her eyes were colder.
When she married Mo Xingshu, she thought she was married to love.
Because she married the man she loved so much, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world.
But later she realized that he already had someone in his heart.
He married her, but he obeyed the arrangement of the family. He had no feelings for her at all.
He hadn't touched her for a year after they got married.
It was she who later put aside her restraint and self-esteem, listened to the elders at home, and took medicine in the tea he drank, before he finally touched her once.
Later, the died, and his heart died.
Perhaps he figured it out, he finally no longer defended his jade for the bitch.
Even so, every time he touched her, he would drink a lot of wine, and never touched her awake.
Every time he would cover her face, when emotional, he would call her the name of the slut.
In his heart, from beginning to end, only pretend to be that slut.
They have been husband and wife for more than 20 years. No matter what she does, she still can't warm his heart. He is like an ice that will never melt, and his heart is made of stone.
She knew she would never get his heart in this life.
She later gave up, and no longer had any extravagant hopes for him, just thinking about being able to have a child and raising her children.
Who knows, God is extremely cruel to her, and even such a humble wish does not satisfy her.
She was diagnosed that it is highly likely that her body could not conceive a child in this life.
Just when she was desperate to die, the gave birth to a child for him.
How can she tolerate it!
She hated the bitch.
I also hated the little born of a bitch.
Later, she arranged for someone to steal the little and let people throw them into the river to feed the fish.