Madam leg hurts please hug

The guest room on the second floor has been tidied up, Zhu Yueyun has put on a new sheet, and An Xiaoyue is standing by the closet, fiddling with her few clothes.

"Yunyun, I'm sorry, I've come to bother you all this time." An Xiaoyue turned around and looked at Zhu Yueyun apologetically.

"What are you talking about!" Zhu Yueyun pretended to be angry and glared at her, "My home is your home, you can stay as long as you want."

"Just." Zhu Yueyun looked at her and asked hesitantly, "The Mo house is originally under your name, do you really want to move out?"

An Xiaoyue smiled, "It's a gift from Gong Yumo, I don't care about it."

Seeing her calm as always, Zhu Yueyun took her hand and echoed, "Yes! We don't care about his few stinky things!"

An Xiaoyue smiled, with a trace of sadness on her face, "It's just that I don't know how to tell my parents. If they know the news, they will definitely find it difficult to accept it."

"I believe that uncle and aunt will support you." Zhu Yueyun comforted her, "In a few days, I will visit uncle and aunt with you."

"Okay." An Xiaoyue nodded.

It's just that she never expected that it happened so suddenly, before she could get ready to tell her family that she and Gong Yumo had divorced, "Gong Yumo, the young master of the Gong family consortium, has been married to him for three years recently. His wife, An Xiaoyue, is getting divorced," the news spread overwhelmingly.

On this day, Zhu Yueyun had just gone to work at the milk tea shop in the morning, and An Xiaoyue was cleaning the living room while the TV was on.

Then, the voice of the hostess came from the entertainment news channel on the TV.

"Recently, the media broke out that Gong Yumo, the young master of the Gong family consortium and president of ES Group, has agreed to a divorce with his wife, An Xiaoyue, who has been married for three years."

"It is reported that at a high-end banquet not long ago, Gong Yumo vigorously defended his wife in front of everyone, and the two were even more inseparable. What is the reason for this marriage change?"

"According to media reports, Gong Yumo's ex-wife, An Xiaoyue, is the most successful example of a commoner marrying into a wealthy family. An Xiaoyue has been with Gong Yumo, the young master of the domestic chaebol palace family since she graduated from university. What is the fate of the two? Is it a coincidence or intentional? Is this related to today's marriage change?"

"According to people familiar with the matter, An Xiaoyue married into the Gong family and did not give birth to a child for her, and the relationship between her husband and wife with Gong Yumo is also becoming increasingly broken. Not having children is undoubtedly the most taboo thing for the wealthy. Well, if An Xiaoyue could have given birth to a young master for the Gong family back then, maybe she wouldn't have faced the tragedy of being abandoned now."

The vacuum cleaner in An Xiaoyue's hand fell to the ground, and she felt a blankness in her head and a buzzing in her ears.

Afterwards, the phone rang one message alert tone after another.

In just a few seconds, the information bar on the lock screen was filled with the latest news about her marriage with Gong Yumo.

You don't need to look at it to know that there is no lower limit to how intense the media will spread about the two of them.

Anyway, she has long been used to being speculated and smeared, and she has already prepared what kind of impact divorce will face.

But what about her parents?
An Xiaoyue stood where she was, her mind was in a state of confusion. Did these messy entertainment news reach her parents' ears? What would they do if they found out?
She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call her parents, but she didn't have the courage at all.

At this moment, she is extremely cowardly.

After suffering in her heart for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to make a phone call back.

Aunt Chen answered the phone, her voice was as affectionate as usual, "Xiaoyue!"

"Aunt Chen." An Xiaoyue held the phone tightly and asked guiltily, "Where are my parents?"

"Oh, Mr. An went out to play chess with someone. My wife just watered the flowers in the backyard. Now I should take a nap in the courtyard." Aunt Chen said happily, "Shall I help you call your wife?"

"No, no, there's no need for Aunt Chen." An Xiaoyue quickly stopped her and said, "My mother won't bother her after she rests."

"Madam would be happy to know that you called." Aunt Chen smiled.

An Xiaoyue nervously picked at her fingertips, "I'm fine, just ask my parents how they are doing recently?"

"Don't worry, Xiaoyue, my wife and husband are very good." Aunt Chen smiled and said, "Since he was discharged from the hospital last time, Mr. An has taken medicine on time every day, went to bed early and woke up early, and now he is in good health. He usually reads the newspaper at home. , or go out to play chess. The wife either waters the flowers and plants every day, and recently learned a craft."

Hearing what Aunt Chen said, An Xiaoyue's heart was finally relieved. She smiled and asked, "Really? What has my mother learned recently?"

"My wife is learning to knit sweaters recently." Aunt Chen said with a cheerful smile, "Recently, my wife doesn't watch TV or go shopping. She bought all kinds of wool and learned to knit sweaters at home. She said that she will wait until this winter comes. , I want to knit one for Mr. An, you, and Young Master Mo."

The smile at the corner of her mouth froze, and then, An Xiaoyue sorted out her emotions and said, "I see, Aunt Chen, I have something to do so I'll hang up first."

"By the way." She confessed again, "Aunt Chen, you don't need to tell my parents that I have called. I am relieved to know that they are in good health."

"Okay." Aunt Chen replied.

After hanging up the phone, An Xiaoyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to do something, so that you won't pay attention to these messy entertainment news.

After the past few days, the popularity of these news should also slowly subside.

She turned off the TV, cleaned up the living room, took the key given by Zhu Yueyun and went out.

In the past few days, she had nothing to do at home, and contracted to help Zhu Yueyun cook.

After all, those who eat other people's houses and live in other people's houses will not be practical if they don't do some work.

Standing in the vegetable section of the supermarket, she skillfully picks up the vegetables in her hand.

Just when she was wondering whether to buy spinach or lettuce tonight, there was a discussion in her ears.

Not too big or too small, just enough for her to hear.

"Hey, is that her? I saw on the news, is that Mrs. Mo her? She looks exactly the same!"

"It seems to be her!" The man shouted excitedly, "It's really her! So she is that Mrs. Mo! Didn't expect her to come out to buy vegetables?"

"It's said in the news that they are all divorced. Maybe they were kicked out by the rich. I heard that the people who are kicked out by the rich are very miserable. They can't get a penny of property. Of course she is having a hard time now!"

"I don't know what she thinks, but after such a good life, she got divorced!"

"Let me see, it's just that she has no ability. A woman can't even keep her husband. What ability do you think?"

"I heard it's because she can't have children! You see, after a few years of marriage to a rich family, if there is no reaction in her stomach, she must be unhappy, so they kicked her out!"

"That's true! It's said in the news that she got rich just after graduating from college. She really didn't learn well at such a young age. Did college learn how to seduce rich people? If this is my daughter, I will beat her to death! University You got married when you came out, but you were kicked out of the house in the end, you deserve it!"

"Look at her, she's reduced to the point where she's going to grab food from the same supermarket as me. It's really a turn of events!"

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There are more and more harsh words, and they are more and more harsh.

An Xiaoyue's face turned red, she wanted to jump up and scold them, but she forcibly endured it.

She lowered her head and bit her lip tightly.

She is no longer the Mrs. Mo who was not afraid of anything, she is just an ordinary person who is pointed at by others.