My luck changed after divorcing my ex-husband

On the way back, An Qimin closed his eyes and rested his mind. His porcelain white skin, handsome facial features, and desolate demeanor made it hard to move his eyes away. Everyone said that all concubines are better-looking, which is not true. Fake, compared with An Qimin's appearance, An Xilin doesn't look like two brothers. No wonder the old man An Bihuai loves An Qimin a lot.

Perhaps Zhao Xiaotang's eyes were too hot, An Qimin opened them slowly, Zhao Xiaotang was not embarrassed, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, what did she tell you?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Xiaotang said lightly, she really didn't want to mention this kind of thing, could it be that we have no private life, your mother wonders why we can't have children
"I see that you are plotting to plot against me."

Zhao Xiaotang sighed, he didn't know whether he should be angry or feel sorry for An Qimin, he lived in An's house for a long time, even his own wife and mother didn't dare to trust him, it's no wonder that in this huge An's house, no matter who does things or speaks, it doesn't matter what he says Thoughts in it?

"Your mother asked if there was something wrong with my body, otherwise why haven't I been pregnant until now." Zhao Xiaotang said truthfully.

"Want a child?" These words hit An Qimin's sore spot, his voice was cold.

"It's not me, it's your mother who wants it."

"I think you all have your own ghosts. Once you have a child, you will have something to rely on, and you will have more bargaining chips in your hands." An Qimin's eyes were dark, and he satirized contemptuously, as if she, Zhao Xiaotang, was disgusting stuff. "Let me tell you, stop delusional, and take a good look at whether you are worthy."

An Qimin's words were extremely harsh. Although Zhao Xiaotang had gotten used to it long ago, his heart was still filled with dull pain. He didn't know what An Qimin was thinking. It's not like he couldn't see the relationship between her and Liu Xin. He made up that the relationship between the two of them was very close, so how could they plot against him?

"Understood." Zhao Xiaotang took out his mobile phone and expressed that he didn't want to continue this topic.

The private messages on the mobile phone followed one after another, and Xia Zhiqing's idiot fans scolded people with unsightly words. Even though she didn't care about these baseless abuse, some words were still eye-catching.

In the afternoon, Xia Zhiqing updated a Weibo: "Although I don't know what happened, I still hope that some people don't touch porcelain. I haven't even heard of this comic." These words incited the fans' emotions even more. When it got to the extreme, one sentence completely wiped her out, as if she didn't know about those cyberbullying.

As her lawyer, Zou Chen is still responsible. It seems that he has been following up the development of this matter, and he does not know when he sent her a message.

"The situation is not good for you now, so don't refute it for now."

Zhao Xiaotang couldn't be in a worse mood. Suddenly, she felt extremely tired. Looking at the fleeting scenery outside the car window, she didn't know how her life was like this.

Back in the small villa, the two went straight to each room. As early as three years ago, they had separated into different rooms, and they were living in the same room with different dreams.

"Young Mistress, do you want to eat?" The aunt at home stepped forward and asked.

Zhao Xiaotang waved his hand weakly, now she has no desire to eat, entered the room, slammed her body heavily on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Xiaotang was woken up by the rapid ringtone of her mobile phone. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that the caller ID was from a nursing home. She woke up instantly, and a bad premonition rose in her heart inexplicably.

Zhao Xiaotang's hand trembled slightly and pressed the connect button.

"Hello, are you a family member of Hu Ronger's patient?"

"Yes, I am her daughter."

"Please come to the nursing home as soon as possible. The patient's cardiopulmonary function has suddenly failed. Now the situation is a little dangerous. Maybe..."

"..." Zhao Xiaotang took a deep breath, trying hard to restrain her trembling voice. "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaotang's tears flowed down, she fell on the bed in tears, she hadn't vented yet, but she had to suppress the pain in her heart, she still had too many things to deal with.

She didn't care about her own image, she casually put on a trousers jacket, and hurried out.

"Where's the driver at home? Tell him to wait for me at the door." Zhao Xiaotang went downstairs and called out to his aunt at home, stumbled, she stepped on her slippers, and fell heavily down the stairs.

Auntie was startled by the loud noise, Zhao Xiaotang's face turned pale from the pain, and seeing her ankle swelled up, but she didn't care too much at this moment, she insisted on standing up while holding on to the railing of the stairs.

"Where's the driver? I'm going out."

"I want to use the driver." A slightly cold voice sounded from behind, and An Qimin walked past her, creating a gust of wind.

Zhao Xiaotang glanced at him, without arguing, he limped out.

An Qimin was slightly stunned looking at her back, Zhao Xiaotang gave him a rare sharp look just now, without a trace of emotion.

In this huge An family, Zhao Xiaotang has always been the most submissive one, without any status or dignity at all, and this is the first time he has seen An Qimin who is so tough.

Thinking of this, An Qimin felt a little ridiculous, what else did he think about?

The pain in her ankle came in bursts, Zhao Xiaotang was so painful that she was almost numb, she couldn't drive with her feet like this, the villa is located in a wealthy area, and taxis rarely come and go on weekdays, so she insisted on walking two kilometers and took a taxi .

Hu Rong'er has been lying on the bed for three years, and there is almost no possibility of waking up, but Zhao Xiaotang still holds a trace of fantasy.

He agreed to his father's request to marry into Anjia, just so that his mother could get the best care in the nursing home.

Only when Hu Rong'er is alive can she feel that she still has a home and has not been abandoned.

When they rushed to the nursing home, the doctor complained that Zhao Xiaotang came too late, and without the operation agreement signed by the family members, the first aid could not be carried out normally.

"You should be mentally prepared. The patient's physical function is not ideal. It is only a matter of time before the heart and lung failure occurs."

Zhao Xiaotang sat on the floor outside the emergency room, her mind was blank, she took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey...Dad, it's me, Xiaotang."

"Xiaotang, what's the matter?" The father's voice in memory suddenly made Zhao Xiaotang a little strange.

"Mom is being rescued now. The doctor said her condition is...dangerous. Come here quickly." She seemed like a little girl who was at a loss.

"Okay, I see. I'm a little busy here, and I'll be there soon." Zhao Jiajun's voice could not hear any worry or anxiety, as if the person who was about to die was just a stranger.