The Unruly Wife Refuses to Marry Leng 108 Times

outside the ward.

Wen Qiao sat outside Leng Yixuan's ward, stirring with his fingers restlessly.

Wen Qiao's heart that had finally become firm was suddenly shaken.

Wen Qiao was thinking about how to face Leng Yixuan.

Before again, it always thought that Leng Yixuan was indifferent, cheated her, obstructed her, and played with her sincerity.But when faced with a car accident, Leng Yixuan's first reaction would not be deceiving.

When Leng Yixuan was covered in blood and passed out in front of her, Wen Qiao felt that her heart seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then dense worries and pains swept over her, and her heart seemed to start to ache.

For a moment, the pain of losing Ji Rufeng seemed to strike again, and Wen Qiao's expression became more and more dazed.

Wen Qiao told herself countless times not to be moved by Leng Yixuan, but she still couldn't help being sad for Leng Yixuan, sad for Leng Yixuan, and happy for Leng Yixuan.

That was her light, it appeared in front of her when she was at her darkest and most helpless, lighting her up from the sea of ​​suffering.

For so many years, Wen Qiao had liked Leng Yixuan for so many years, but in fact, he could let go of it easily, and he didn't like it easily.

Wen Qiao suddenly became a little afraid to face Leng Yixuan. Before, she felt that Leng Yixuan owed her, that Leng Yixuan lied to her and abandoned her, so she could justly spread her dissatisfaction on Leng Yixuan, but now, Wen Qiao It suddenly occurred to Wen Qiao that after the piano competition at that time, Leng Yixuan seemed to want to explain something to her, but she didn't listen, so whether Leng Yixuan really had something to hide, Wen Qiao couldn't help thinking.

Wen Qiao collected her mood, then opened the door.

The door opened.Leng Yixuan looked up and saw that it was Wen Qiao, showing a hint of joy.

"How are you doing?"

"How are you, Jojo?"

Wen Qiao and Leng Yixuan's voices sounded together.

Wen Qiao bit her lip, feeling a little overwhelmed, a blush appeared on her face.

Leng Yixuan was the first to reflect it.

"I'm fine now, Qiao Qiao." Leng Yixuan said softly.

Wen Qiao awkwardly sat beside Leng Yixuan's hospital bed.

"I'm fine, the nurse gave me medicine."

"Jojo is fine."

Hearing this, Wen Qiao smoothed her hair unnaturally with her slender fingers.

"Why protect me, you are not afraid of you..." Wen Qiao said hurriedly, her voice suddenly weakened halfway through her words.

"Don't be afraid, as long as Qiao Qiao is fine." Leng Yixuan said softly.

"Why..." Wen Qiao's voice was weak.

"There are so many reasons, because I will always love Qiao Qiao." Leng Yixuan blurted out.

Wen Qiao opened her eyes wide and stood up abruptly.

"What about Fang Ruhua?"

Wen Qiao fixed her eyes on Leng Yixuan.

Leng Yixuan was startled.He didn't know how to speak.

"Picturesque, she is my fiancee." Leng Yixuan said jerkyly.

Wen Qiao's face paled.

"You know that's not what I asked." Wen Qiao said a little anxiously.

"Jojo..."

"What do you want to say to me the day the piano competition ends." Wen Qiao asked one after another.

Hearing this sentence, Leng Yixuan pursed his lips.Look a little unnatural.

"I forgot."

As soon as Leng Yixuan said these words, Wen Qiao was stunned.

Wen Qiao's expression turned blue and white suddenly.

Wen Qiao suddenly seemed to lose all the strength in his body, and sat weakly on the chair, his face pale.

Leng Yixuan wanted to say something.

Wen Qiao's cell phone rang suddenly. Wen Qiao stood up, glanced at Leng Yixuan with a complicated expression, and then went out to answer the phone.

Wen Qiao walked out of the ward and suddenly passed a woman. Wen Qiao turned around and glanced at the woman, feeling very familiar.