After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"We bought this broken car for more than [-] yuan, you gave too much." The man said he wanted to return the money to Qiao Ran.

"Scaring your family of three, no amount of money will pay for it. This is a small gesture from me. Please accept it and make me feel better!" Qiao Ran said with sincere eyes.

The man said embarrassedly: "But this is too much, this is good, just give me some repair money."

"Please accept it, and buy some food for your daughter. You have a very cute daughter, and you will be happy forever in this life." Qiao Ran looked at the cute little girl in the back seat, and said enviously.

"Auntie, you are so beautiful, the child you will have in the future will definitely be much more beautiful than me. You should live happily and don't be sad for the scumbag!"

Hearing such mature words from a few-year-old child, Qiao Ran found it both funny and heart-warming.

There must be a loving, humorous, kind mother who can teach such a lovely and sensible daughter.

Children who grow up full of love will reap full love in the future.

"Auntie will definitely keep your words in mind!"

After watching the man drive the car away, Qiao Ran also drove the car to the nearby parking lot.

After the car accident that almost injured someone just now, Qiao Ran didn't dare to drive anymore.

She was afraid that if she was in a bad mood, she would accidentally drive and hit someone else.

Opposite the road where Qiao Ran parked his car was a club, flashing colorful neon lights.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning, and for the city that never sleeps, it was the time when the nightlife began.

Looking at the bustling road with people coming and going, Qiao Ran was confused.

She didn't know where to find someone.

Han Mo, you bastard, where did you hide and die?

Qiao Ran stared straight at the dazzling neon lights, thinking about where Han Mo might go as if his body was empty.

Recall the scenes of her getting along with Han Mo these days.

The pictures switched quickly in Qiao Ran's mind like a movie, and the last picture paused in his mind.

Qiao Ran immediately seemed to be hit by something, and hurriedly drove over, but just as he was about to put down the handbrake, he pulled the gear into the park gear.

The car accident left a shadow in her heart. To be on the safe side, she stopped a taxi to go there.

Qiao Ran is going to the hotel where Wu Lan assassinated her, and it is also the hotel where Han Mo has been stalking and pestering her these days.

After 15 minutes, Qiao Ran took a taxi to the hotel. Because he was a regular customer of the hotel, after Qiao Ran explained the reason, the hotel manager opened the door for him.

Qiao Ran pushed open the bedroom door, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure lying on the bed.

A suspended heart immediately returned to its original position.

People with such high vigilance didn't even notice that they unlocked and came in. They must have had a serious burn.

Seeing Han Mo lying motionless on the bed, the hotel manager was very glad that he believed Qiao Ran's words.

If Han Mo really had an accident at the hotel, with the power of the Han family, the hotel would never reopen.

The hotel manager thanked Qiao Ran repeatedly and left. Qiao Ran walked to the bed and saw a box of antipyretics and a half glass of water on the bedside cabinet.

It can be seen that he took antipyretics before going to bed.

Fortunately, I didn't become stubborn enough to use my body to fight against the illness just because I lost face.

Qiao Ran sat on the side of the bed, placing her small hand on Han Mo's forehead.

The temperature is still terribly hot.

For him, simple cold medicine has no effect on reducing fever.

When he left home to look for someone, Qiao Ran brought fever-reducing medicine and analgesics so that when he found someone, he could give him pain relief and reduce fever in time.

Qiao Ran hastily injected him with fever-reducing drips, and ground the analgesic into powder, mixed it in water and fed it to Han Mo.

It's just that he was feverish and comatose, and he didn't have the strength to swallow, and the medicine that was fed flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Qiao Ran hesitated, took the bitter medicine in his mouth, parted his mouth, and forcibly fed the medicine into his mouth.

When she finished feeding the medicine, she ran to the bathroom and vomited.

Without the sugar coating, the powdered medicine is really not something normal people can bear.

Coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Ran wiped Han Mo's hands and feet with warm water again. After cooling down physically, he put a wet towel on his forehead and sat down beside his bed.

After finishing all the rescue work, seeing Han Mo's pale and bloodless face recovering a little red now, Qiao Ran's tugging heart relaxed a little.

Looking at Han Mo's hand on the drip, Qiao Ran tremblingly reached out to his finger.

Stopping a centimeter away from the man's fingers, the woman's white, slender and trembling hands formed a sharp contrast with the man's bronze-colored slender hands.

In Ruoda's bedroom, it was extremely quiet!

It was so quiet that Qiao Ran could hear his own heartbeat clearly.

There are two voices in my heart arguing crazy!

Wearing a white gauze skirt, like an angel, Qiao Ran said to her with a gentle smile.

"Qiao Ran, just like what grandma said, you only live once, and the pain and hatred of the past will become nothing compared to the fulfillment of life.

Moreover, Han Mo paid a lot for the mistakes he made in the past. Now Han Mo deserves your love again.

Hearing that his high fever disappeared, you were worried that you would get into a car accident because of nervousness. Doesn't it mean that in your heart, you also care about him?

Since you still have his place in your heart, why not give him a chance, and give yourself a chance to see your true heart clearly? "

Wearing a long black dress and dark night makeup, Qiao Ran sternly retorted with a cold face.

"Qiao Ran, you are not allowed to forgive that Wen, if all mistakes can be forgiven, then why do we need the law and the police?

A wound is a wound, and a broken mirror can never be reunited. During the three years of marriage between you and that man, he never looked at you more than once.

After the divorce, they humiliated you in various ways for that scheming girl and forced you to do things you didn't want to do.

A person like him who doesn't even have the most basic ability to judge whores is not worthy of being loved by such an excellent you. "

Qiao Ran in white defended: "He is a human being, not a god. Once he is deceived and makes a mistake, as long as he sincerely repents, he can be forgiven. If he commits a sin once, he will be thrown into hell forever. He will never be forgiven. Isn't that too arbitrary? "

Diablo Qiao Ran retorted with a sneer: "One mistake? Did he only make one mistake? Let's forget about the fact that he doesn't know whores, then what the hell did he do later?

Introducing Qiao Ran to his good friend failed, and then secretly pushing Qiao Ran to his brother Wen Shirun, don't say anything because he is dying.

If you really love someone, even if a knife is on his neck, you will not push the person you love away. If you really love someone, even if you die, you will die with the other person.

What can be pushed away is not true love from the heart. "

Qiao Ran in white clothes defended: "Then what kind of love is real love? Knowing that it is death, but not hesitating to swallow mutated locusts to detoxify Qiao Ran, isn't it love?

Being thrown a bomb by an international killer, not rushing to Qiao Ran dangerously, having a few ribs broken by a stone, gnashing one's teeth to prevent oneself from becoming unconscious, and waiting for rescuers to arrive, isn't this love?

Knowing that he would die if he was hit by the wall of the house, he still pushed Qiao Ran away regardless of the danger to his life, and buried his head and half of his body in the rubble. Isn't that love?

He has sacrificed his life for Qiao Ran so many times, why couldn't Qiao Ran forgive him just once? "

Diablo Qiao Ran's eyes dodged, but he still retorted tenaciously: "Even if he almost died for Qiao Ran several times, didn't Qiao Ran almost die by him several times?

Half of his body's blood was drawn to him, no matter how much love he gave to Qiao Ran, Qiao Ran would return it to him, why did he cheat death.

It took Qiao Ran crazy for half a year to come back to life, Qiao Ran finally returned to normal life, he shouldn't go back to Qiao Ran's world to disturb her again. "

Bai Yi Qiao Ran sighed: "Let's not debate anymore, in fact, you know better than me why you have been crazy for half a year, and it's not because of you—love him!"

As soon as Bai Yi Qiao Ran uttered the last two words, Dark Qiao Ran turned into a wisp of black smoke and slowly penetrated into Bai Yi Qiao Ran's body.

In Qiao Ran's mind, only the gentle and bright smile of Qiao Ran in white was left.

"Dear Qiao Ran, Diablo Qiao Ran sacrificed himself and became one with me, I hope you face your heart bravely, and don't disappoint the darkness Qiao Ran's sacrifice.

In the past, there was a Song Wanqing between you, but now there is no obstacle between you.

He loves you like life, and you love him to the bone, why not open your heart now, accept his sincerity, live up to your life, and spend no time! "

Qiao Ran looked at herself in her mind, disappearing little by little before her eyes.

Opening her eyes again, she saw her own hand, which was already holding Han Mo's hand tightly.

The dark Qiao Ran and the white Qiao Ran were split from Qiao Ran in excruciating pain after Wen Shimo was killed.