Chapter 834: The Plague Strikes (20)

So it was an existence like their father.
If they knew that their father had been killed, they would certainly have done it against their enemies.
The enemy is most likely her father.
"Luoluo, Luoluo--"
An Fengyang looked at the daze of Shui Anluo and could not help but screamed twice.
Sui Anluo suddenly looked back, "Ah-"
"What is the little girl thinking, so absorbed?" An Fengyang said, pouring water himself.
"Beauty, I said if, if he was being—"
"when did you come?"
Before Shui Anluo's words were finished, the voice of Chu Muyi rang, and the question Shui Anluo asked was kept alive.
An Fengyang looked back at Chu Muyi and said slightly: "Just arrived."
Chu Cuiyi went to the bed and sat down, reached out and touched Shui Anluo's still hot head, and frowned.
"Luo Luo, what did you just say?" An Fengyang looked back at Shui Anluo and asked.
Shui Anluo shook her lips and shook her head, how could she ask Chu Chuyi here?
As long as she asked, Chu Cuiyi would immediately doubt why she asked so, and how would she explain it then?
Tell him directly, maybe my dad is the murderer who killed your master?
"It's all right for you. It's snowing recently and Xu Xin can't go out, so I didn't come today." An Fengyang explained lightly.
"I'm fine, don't use it." Shui Anluo said quickly, "But beauty, haven't you married your sister-in-law?"
At first, in order to terminate the marriage contract with Shui Anjiao, An Fengyang did not hesitate to report that Chu Chuyi was out of the closet, but he has not said anything about his marriage to others.
An anomaly was raised between Anfeng's eyebrows, but Shui'anluo was puzzled.
Chu Cuiyi didn't explain much, just shifted the topic: "How did I make preparations before?"
"Wait for this ancestor to be discharged from the hospital." An Fengyang put away the strangeness and chuckled.
Qiao Yaruan, who had left the hospital, had been waiting at the door.
Feng Feng leaned on a corner not far away and looked at her with a cigarette in her hand.
After the last time, there really wasn't any contact between them. He thought that seeing it was the best way.
But at midnight, he could always see her shadow and smell the faint fragrance on her.
It turned out that Jianghu Molu could not do it just by talking about it.
She was much thinner, at least a lot thinner than the last time she saw her.
Heart, uncontrolled pain.
Qiao Yaruan quickly stopped a white car in front of him. The driver in the driver's seat slid down the window and said something to Qiao Yaruan. Qiao Yaruan smiled slightly, then crossed the car to the front passenger seat While opening the door.
She smiled, she smiled at the other man!
The cigarette butts on the fingertips burned his hands, and it hurt hotly.
Feng Feng clenched his hand and watched the car over there.
Without him, she's still so good!
But the only one who is bad is myself!
Qiao Yaruan, hello, good!
At this moment, anger almost completely surrounded him, he fell in love with her, but she already had a partner.
Feng Feng thought, extinguished the hot cigarette butt, and strode directly to his car, then drove out the car quickly, and chased after the car that Qiao Yaruan had just sat on.
He had a bad life, how could he allow her to do better than herself?