Chapter 1811: Feng Feng's decision (12)

"Mummy doesn't want to answer, don't answer." Xiao Buxiao said quietly.
Qiao Yaruan's hand fell on the red button, and then hung up the phone decisively.
He is a little young, but he understands everything and understands the minds of adults.
Qiao Yaruan's forehead rested on the little bit, and it took a while to get her out of the car and put it in the back position.
The corridor of the hospital was quiet only the footsteps of nurses back and forth.
Shui Anluo sat on the stool outside and looked up at the light that was always on.
She didn't look up until she heard the rapid footsteps. Mo Luyi was still wearing a white coat and should be at work.
"What's the matter?" Mo Luming asked, Shen Sheng, and the operation he had scheduled was a little later.
Shui Anluo looked up at Mo Luyu, then reached out and handed him the divorce agreement on the stool, "Congratulations, you are liberated."
Although trying hard to forbear, but Shui Anluo's words still have audible emotions.
Mo Luzhen bowed his head slightly, looking at the divorce agreement in the hands of Shui Anluo, but did not reach out to pick it up.
"When Xin Le is well, she will go to Chu's hospital to work, I think, this is the best choice for you and her, lest you meet embarrassing later." Shui Anluo said, before him Handed it, motioned him to pick it up.
Mo Luyi reached out and held the divorce agreement, which was completely unexpected.
He looked down, and the pen-writing date was the day she checked out the fetus, which was three days ago.
An unspeakable taste spread in his heart, and this should not be the case.
"Brother, you—" Shui Anluo wanted to say, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.
"Okay," Mo Lu said, putting the divorce agreement directly in his pocket, "You go back first, Chu Cuiyi is still waiting for you at home."
Sui Anluo's chest stopped for a moment, he said, okay?
Does he even say that?
"Brother, how can you do this?" Shui Anluo finally could not help but said, "What is she saying about your wife? The unborn child is your flesh and blood, how can you be so indifferent?"
"I tried, but it didn't work out," Mo Luyu said, looking at Shui Anluo with deep eyes.
Shui Anluo paused slightly, "Have you tried it? Experiment with other people's feelings?"
Mo Luyu bowed his head slightly. Originally, they could continue this way, but he could not prevent himself from thinking about Shui Anluo.
Probably because he has been too worried about Shui Anluo recently, Xin Le's temper has worsened a lot, so he will become increasingly irritable.
Shui Anluo looked at Mo Luyu with a loss, and finally Shen Sheng said, "Hello, let's do it for yourself, I hope you are not letting the person you are destined to do." Shui Anluo said, and left directly over him.
Destined?
Mo Luyi looked up at the door of the operating room. His fate was Shui Anluo, didn't he?
Xin Le, after all, is just a channel he used to forget.
But it turned out that he couldn't do it.
Shui Anluo took a taxi back, his head was suddenly painful.
As soon as she entered the door of the apartment, she saw Qiao Yaruan and the little girl getting off the bus. She took a few steps to the elevator and stretched her arms around Qiao Yaruan's shoulders: "When will you be back?"
Qiao Yaruan glanced back at her and took the child in after the elevator came in. "This morning, do you know what happened to Sister Qi Rou?"