After the live broadcast, I overturned with the boss

Coming out of the consulting room, Lan Xiaoya's eyes finally stopped being too dull.

Seeing this, Qinqin hurriedly surrounded her, "Xiaoya, how are you doing?"

Lan Xiaoya sighed and said nothing, but the psychiatrist who followed came out with a smile on her face, and said slowly, "Miss Lan, you can only untie any knots in your heart, as the saying goes, you have to tie a bell." People, if you can't tell that person the distress in your heart, I don't think even the Daluo God can save you. You just take these medicines, and it will improve your sleep. If Miss Lan I still feel that I can’t get over the ups and downs in my heart, so I can make an appointment again, but I sincerely hope that Miss Lan can recover as soon as possible.”

"Thank you doctor."

Leaving the psychiatrist's clinic, Lan Xiaoya and Qinqin walked aimlessly on the street.

Lan Xiaoya was indifferent along the way, but Qinqin's reaction was different. Qinqin suddenly stopped and pulled back Lan Xiaoya who was already walking forward, "Lan Xiaoya, can you help me?" Don't tell me you still want to stay in the wolf den in Qiao's old house!"

After Qinqin finished speaking, Lan Xiaoya slowly lowered her head. She didn't want to, but she didn't want Qiao Ruotan to become a sandwich biscuit even more.

It is impossible for her to forgive Mrs. Qiao in this life. Could it be that she wants to occupy Qiao Ruotan while Mrs. Qiao is alive and prevent him from going back to visit her grandma?

Lan Xiaoya couldn't do it.

She herself has experienced the regret in her life that she wanted to raise her son but refused to be loved, so she was naturally unwilling to put such a regret on Qiao Ruotan.

Seeing Lan Xiaoya's silence, Qinqin knew what this girl was worried about.

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head helplessly, Qinqin couldn't figure out why Lan Xiaoya had such a virtue, always thinking about problems from the perspective of others...

Seeing Qinqin's face covered with the words "I hate iron but not steel", Lan Xiaoya held Qinqin's hand tightly, "Good Qinqin, don't worry, I will take care of myself..."

"You will take care of yourself, will this happen today? Qiao Ruotan really is, you are the person next to him, don't you know your psychological condition?" Qinqin's voice paused, suddenly thinking of something , and then became even more aggrieved, "Also, can you die early in the morning? I don't believe that if Qiao Ruotan wants to marry you, he must get Mrs. Qiao's consent!"

He does not mean that.

Qinqin's words were just for Lan Xiaoya's sake, but she planted a seed of doubt in Lan Xiaoya's heart.

She has never thought about this aspect, yes, why does Mrs. Qiao have to agree to get married?

The despicable things Mrs. Qiao did is enough to prove Mrs. Qiao's determination to separate the two of them...

Lan Xiaoya couldn't help frowning. Qiao Ruotan should understand these things better than her... But why didn't Qiao Ruotan take her to live in Qiao's old house but didn't do anything?
Looking up at the sky, Lan Xiaoya realized at this moment that she was also greedy... She loves Qiao Ruotan and naturally she doesn't want to lose him, so under the opposition of everyone, it seems that the only way to bind the two of them with a paper certificate is to kill him first. possible...

It's a pity that Lan Xiaoya is an upright person after all. Since Qiao Ruotan has no intention of doing this, and since she is not blessed by her relatives, what's the point of cutting first and playing later?Isn't it still a big row in the end?
Back at Qiao's old house, not long after Lan Xiaoya sat down, she heard a voice from the door. It was Qiao Ruotan who had returned...

The person who opened the door and entered was indeed Qiao Ruotan. Looking at Lan Xiaoya who was sitting blankly on the bay window, Qiao Ruotan raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you make an appointment with Qinqin?"

The corner of Lan Xiaoya's mouth twitched, and she smiled, "I just came back."

Qiao Ruotan nodded, "Where did you two meet today?" While speaking, he turned and entered the cloakroom.

Lan Xiaoya touched the corner of her eyes with her hand, only to realize that her tears fell at some point...

She raised her hand and hurriedly wiped it off with her sleeve, but she couldn't let Qiao Ruotan see it, otherwise she would be worried again, and at this time she couldn't bear other people's concern for her, so she couldn't help it, and let all the dissatisfaction in her heart go away. Say it.

Finally, Qiao Ruotan came out with a small suitcase, "Xiaoya, I'm going on a business trip abroad these days, if you're really bored staying at home, go play with Qinqin... ..."

In the middle of speaking, Qiao Ruotan obviously saw Lan Xiaoya's face change. Qiao Ruotan stopped the steps of packing up, walked quickly, and hugged the little girl, "What's the matter? Why are you crying?" ?”

Lan Xiaoya was startled, she turned her head away, "I got sand in my eyes..."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Xiaoya felt a weight on her shoulders, and it turned out that it was Qiao Ruotan's head that leaned against her.

"sorry."

The words of apology directly poked Lan Xiaoya's heart, why should I apologize?She couldn't help thinking... and couldn't help asking herself, why did she blame Qiao Ruotan in her heart?

Maybe in Lan Xiaoya's heart, she also has a petite and willful side...

Slowly tightening his hands, he was about to tell Qiao Ruotan not to think too much, but the man behind him continued, "I'm busy with company matters these days and didn't accompany you well, and now I'm going on a business trip again, so I left you alone In the old house..."

"But you don't have to stay in the old house. You can do whatever you want. I'll be back soon. Then the matter of Xiao Moran will be settled, so there will be nothing to threaten us, okay?"

Lan Xiaoya's tears fell down on her arms, she felt a bitterness in her heart, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she couldn't say anything, she could only nod her head to express her agreement.

Seeing that Lan Xiaoya nodded, the man behind him finally let go of his hanging heart. He stood up and kissed Lan Xiaoya's ear, and then rushed to the schedule after a few more words of advice.

Looking at the closed door, Lan Xiaoya felt more and more depressed, as if this was the case when she stayed in Qiao's old house.

Slowly closing her eyes, the thought of wanting to break free in her heart was like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and she would not be able to hold back that thought.

Clasping her chest with her hands, she gasped loudly, and heard the doctor's words, "If Miss Lan feels depressed or out of breath, you can take a tranquilizer, and then have a good sleep, and you will feel much calmer when you wake up."

Looking around the room, there was indeed no water. Lan Xiaoya couldn't stand the growing pain in her chest, so she half-crawled to the cabinet next to the bed and grabbed the medicine that she went to the psychiatrist to prescribe today.

Then I went downstairs to the kitchen in a half-climbing posture.

Standing on the counter, Lan Xiaoya held down her trembling hands and poured herself a glass of water.