Mr. Lu's second-married wife

After the director spoke, the people around just looked at each other.

"What? Hurry up?" The woman in her forties became angry and scolded.

One spoke timidly.

"Director, it's not that we don't want to move, it's just that I heard that Qiao Nuo and her husband divorced."

The dean's expression changed upon hearing this.

For her, divorce is a big deal.

In her eyes, there must be something wrong with a woman who can't keep her husband.

Others added oil and vinegar.

"Besides, Qiao Nuo hasn't seen anyone interacting with her on weekdays. We worry that she is too withdrawn and has no friends."

They said a few words, and the dean's face became more and more serious, and he was not as kind as before.

She couldn't help but recall the way Qiao Nuo hesitated in the morning.

"Ms. Qiao?" Just as they were whispering to each other, a clear and crisp voice of a child suddenly came to mind at the door.

The little boy was holding a vocabulary book with a confused face.

"I want to ask her for words, huh? Is she sick?"

Nervousness was written on the small face, and the little boy asked anxiously while grabbing the corner of the dean's clothes.

The dean didn't speak, and tore off the corner of his clothes.

She didn't give the little boy a good face, and found a teacher to drive him out.

"Then what do you say?" She frowned and asked everyone.

Embarrassed smiles appeared on everyone's faces: "We can know what to do."

"We're not familiar with her either."

"That's right," a person suddenly said.

"It's better to let her rest here, nothing will happen anyway."

When her voice fell, the people around her echoed.

A hesitant look appeared on the director's face, and he nodded hesitantly.

"But you keep an eye on it, and let her go out as soon as she wakes up."

As if in an endless swamp, Qiao Nuo struggled hard, but felt as if he couldn't breathe.

No matter how you go, you can't get out.Body and consciousness are gradually separated.

The day passed quickly, the sun moved westward, and Qiao Nuo hadn't woken up yet.

"Yo, she can really sleep."

"No, it's not embarrassing."

Several people laughed and spoke.

Qiao Nuo's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Are you going to take it?"

"I won't pick it up, whoever wants to pick it up." Several people rolled their eyes and tried to blame each other.

The phone rang until it finally stopped.

However, this ringing seems to be only a beginning signal.

Then Qiao Nuo's cell phone rang without listening for a moment.

The loud ringing rings in my ears, and I can almost feel the anxiety of the person opposite.

"It's so annoying." A female teacher muttered, but she didn't answer the phone.

"It's almost time to get off work anyway, let's leave in a while."

"What about Qiao Nuo?" A person asked hesitantly.

"Never mind her, we're not her parents."

"That's right, she will leave naturally when she wakes up." They said, but they couldn't hide the obvious gloating on their faces.

"Bang—" the office door was suddenly pushed open.

The man was tall and tall, exuding an aura of coldness like frost.But that sculpted face is as beautiful as a sculpture.

All of a sudden, she became agitated, and several female teachers who were about to leave suddenly stopped and looked at the man excitedly.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

I couldn't bear it and asked cautiously, but an intoxicated blush had already appeared on my face.

The man did not speak, but Mo Che's dark eyes were intense.

He glanced around the office indifferently for a week, then locked on to a certain direction.

He walked in step by step with long legs, and saw Qiao Nuo frowned with a sick face, and hugged her up by the waist.

"What?" Whispering voices continued, and everyone couldn't hide their astonishment.

Qiao Nuo's body was like a furnace, and the air he breathed was extremely hot.

Lu Yunzheng frowned tightly, a little displeasure appeared in his eyes.

The dean walked in from the outside, just in time to bump into the man's handsome face.

She glanced at Qiao Nuo in Lu Yunzheng's arms, and asked in amazement, "You, who are you, Qiao Nuo?"

"I am her husband."

The man's voice was cold, and his deep and cold eyes exuded awe-inspiring aura.

"Oh, yes." The dean replied blankly.

It took a long time for Lu Yunzheng to go out before the dean realized it, and he was in a daze.

She looked back at the teachers who were also in the same place as her.

"Didn't you say that Qiao Nuo is divorced?"

Those people lowered their heads and drooped their eyes in silence, but there was an envious light in their eyes.

As if his body had touched a warm and soft object, Qiao Nuo couldn't help approaching it.

Her body seemed to fall back from a high floating place, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

In a hazy state of consciousness, she seemed to see Lu Yunzheng.

how come?Qiao Nuo couldn't hide his astonishment.

Why is Lu Yunzheng here?Isn't she still in school?

"Lu, Lu Yunzheng?"

Qiao Nuo was puzzled.

Lu Yunzheng didn't say anything.

Qiao Nuo felt that it was indeed his dream.

So he simply indulged, stretched out his hand, and encircled Lu Yunzheng with an octopus.

She buried her head in the man's solid chest, arching back and forth like a kitten.

At first, Lu Yunzheng let her do whatever she wanted, but when he saw Qiao Nuo becoming more and more unscrupulous, he finally lost his temper.

"Be honest with me."

He drinks softly.

Qiao Nuo's body froze and his movements stopped.

Then it got even worse, grabbing his neck and touching his body.

Lu Yunzheng's head was bulging with blue veins, he knew that Qiao Nuo was seriously ill at this time.

Lu Yunzheng stretched out his hand, pressed her moving little head against his chest, and walked quickly to the side of the car.

The driver stepped forward and opened the door.

"Go to the hospital."

Qiao Nuo fell asleep again, grasping Lu Yunzheng's thigh with two small hands, and fell asleep soundly with his small mouth.

Exquisitely decorated private hospital.

Lu Yunzheng put Qiao Nuo on the bed and called the doctor.

"Miss Qiao suffered from a cold last night. After she had a fever, she didn't receive immediate treatment, so she fell into a coma. There was nothing serious."

After receiving the doctor's diagnosis and treatment results, Lu Yunzheng's hanging heart was finally relieved.

The bright sunlight came in, and Qiao Nuo opened his eyes with a "sigh", only to find himself in a completely strange place.

"you're awake."

A gentle female voice sounded at the door, Qiao Nuo followed the voice and saw a nurse with a gentle face.

"I, what's going on with me?"

"You had a high fever and passed out yesterday, and your husband sent you here."

As she spoke, she put on a drip for Qiao Nuo.

"But your husband is really good-looking, even more delicate than a celebrity."

She said "husband" one by one, and Qiao Nuo was stunned when she heard it. After a while, a chaotic memory suddenly appeared in her mind.

She remembered that she seemed to have dreamed about Lu Yunzheng yesterday.

Qiao Nuo's face suddenly looked like a ripe tomato, and he wished he could grab the quilt and cover his face tightly.