Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but after saying these words, Ye Jiahe felt even more blocked.

She didn't even dare to imagine that the man she had loved silently for so many years was separated from her life.

That kind of heart-piercing, that kind of pain pierces the heart.

Ye Jiahe resisted the urge to cry, and said, "I don't need it, I can find a better one myself. You are not my father, why do you interfere with my freedom of marriage?"

Lu Jingmo's face also darkened.

That's right, after the divorce, who is he to Ye Jiahe?

Ex-husband!

But as long as he thinks that Ye Jiahe will be accompanied by other men in the future, his heart will be uncontrollably suffocated.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and suddenly asked, "Do you regret marrying me? If you hadn't married me, you would still be enjoying the carefree life like those girls on campus. love."

Ye Jiahe didn't expect that this proud man would say such a thing.

Her heart trembled violently, and her clear eyes shone brightly in the night.

"I've never regretted it."

Ye Jiahe's voice was small, but extremely firm.

Lu Jingmo didn't seem to expect that her answer would be 'no regrets'.

His rationality gradually deviated, and he suddenly said: "Give me a little time, I... will try to accept this marriage."

Ye Jiahe was slightly startled, as if very surprised.

Is it?

What Lu Jingmo meant was that there was still room for redemption in their marriage?

Her heart was uncontrollably excited.

At this moment, Lu Jingmo's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone, and Xiao Ming's voice came from over there.

"President, I found out, this medicine is for treating severe depression! The doctor said that people who use this medicine are basically in the late stage of depression, which is very dangerous."

Hearing these words, Lu Jingmo suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Ye Jiahe's head was hit hard on the seat.

She was about to complain, but she heard Lu Jingmo order in a cold voice: "Get out of the car."

Ye Jiahe looked at him blankly. Who made that call just now?

Why, he was so cold to her suddenly.

Lu Jingmo repeated again in a deep voice: "Ye Jiahe, I told you to get out of the car!"

In this dark night, Ye Jiahe was just driven out of the car by him.

He drove away in the car, taking a moment of hustle and bustle with him.

Ye Jiahe looked up at the starless sky, and curled the corners of his lips bitterly.

When he answered the phone just now, she seemed to hear the word 'Wang Rou'.

But why?

He was going to find her at the hot pot restaurant at night. In order to coax her into being allergic, he said just now that he would try to accept their marriage.

And now?

It didn't take long before that bubble-like dream was shattered.

Obviously this summer has not passed yet, but Ye Jiahe's heart seemed to be immersed in a cold pool, icy cold to the bone.

……

Lu Jingmo rushed to Wang Rou's house at the fastest speed.

He hurried in, only to find that Wang Rou was holding a fruit knife, gesticulating back and forth against his wrist.

"Rou'er!"

He rushed over, grabbed her knife, and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

Wang Rou quickly squeezed out a smile, and said, "Jing Mo, why are you here? Don't be nervous, I... I just want to peel an apple."

"You don't have to hide it from me, I already know."

Filled with remorse, Lu Jingmo suddenly held her in his arms, and said over and over again: "Why do you have to carry it yourself when you are sick, and don't tell me? The medicine you left on my car is for depression, right? wrong?"

Wang Rou pretended to be surprised, and left his embrace all at once, "You... No, no, you made a mistake, that one is not mine. Jing Mo, you go back, I'm really fine, you go back quickly!"

The more she was like this, the more Lu Jingmo felt that she was really sick.

Especially the way she was holding a fruit knife and gesturing on her wrist just now, it was exactly the same as the expression of depression.

Lu Jingmo supported her shoulders with both hands, fixed his eyes on her, and said, "Tell me, when did you start getting sick?"

Thinking of how indifferently he treated her who was sick these two days, Lu Jingmo regretted it all the more.

Under his questioning, Wang Rou said aggrievedly, "Probably, it was after I handed myself over to you that night. You also know that I am a traditional woman, and I care about my innocence. I always thought that , we have been together for so long, you will give me an answer. But now, I dare not hope anymore, I think you have changed, you probably don't love me anymore..."

Speaking of this, she cried bitterly: "But Jing Mo, I only gave myself to you. Innocence is so important to a woman. If you don't want me, how can I live? I don't want to Sickness, but recently, I really feel that being alive is a particularly meaningless thing."

Lu Jingmo hugged her and kept comforting her, "Rou'er, I'm sorry, I have neglected you because of too many things recently. But you have to trust me, I will be responsible for you. It was my fault that ruined your life." Innocent, but I didn't give you a title immediately."

"What about your wife?"

Wang Rou looked at him with teary eyes, "Your wife regards me as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, she will not let us both have a good time."

A look of sadness flashed in Lu Jingmo's eyes. It was because he was too emotional recently, which caused so many things to deviate from the original track.

The one who is innocent is Wang Rou, and the one who is devoted to him is also Wang Rou.

He embraced Wang Ju and said, "Don't think so much, let me arrange it."

"Jing Mo, your words are enough."

Wang Rou leaned into his arms, "If it weren't for you, then I really wouldn't have the courage to live."

"Rou'er, I will contact the best expert in this field tomorrow, and I will take you to see it together. Believe me, it will definitely be cured."

……

This night, Lu Jingmo stayed with Wang Rou, fearing that something would happen if she couldn't figure it out.

Ye Jiahe, on the other hand, stayed up all night.

It wasn't until noon that I was awakened by the ringing of the phone. "Hello."

Her voice was somewhat decadent.

Ye Baozhu's sharp voice came from over there, "Ye Jiahe, are you still from the Ye family? Dad has been sick for several days, yet you don't even come back to take a look!"

Ye Jiahe quickly sat up from the bed and said, "Dad is sick? When did it happen?"

"It was a few days ago, anyway, it's very serious now, you decide you can't get over it!"

After Ye Baozhu finished speaking, she hung up the phone without saying anything about her illness.

Ye Jiahe quickly got up from the bed. After washing, he casually found a casual outfit and went downstairs.

Madam Zhang came up to meet her and said, "Ma'am, are you awake? It's just right, I have lunch ready."

"Mum Zhang, I won't eat at home."

While changing his shoes, Ye Jiahe explained: "Just now, my family called and said that Dad is seriously ill. I have to go back quickly."

Zhang Ma hurriedly said: "Then be careful on the road, don't worry."

Just like that, Ye Jiahe hurried out the door.

Not long after, Lu Jingmo came back.

After driving her out of the car yesterday, he felt a little regretful. He was worried about her all the time and wanted to come back and have a look at her.

"Mr. Lu, are you back?"

Zhang Ma looked out of the window and said, "Madam just left."

Lu Jingmo paused and asked, "Where did she go?"

Zhang Ma said worriedly: "It seems that my wife's father is sick. I heard that it is very serious. She has gone home."

"What? Her father is sick?"

Lu Jingmo's eyebrows were full of doubts, how could this be possible?

At an exhibition this morning, he obviously met Ye Chaoming. He looked refreshed and didn't look sick at all.

Mama Zhang asked cautiously, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I won't eat, I'll go out for a while."

Although Lu Jingmo didn't know what the Ye family wanted to call Ye Jiahe back, he still couldn't help but feel worried.

……

At this time, the old lady of the Ye family was sitting at the head seat of the sofa, tasting the tea made by her daughter-in-law.

"Mom, this tea tastes good, it's new tea!"

Luo Juan beat the old man's back in a fawning manner, with a flattering expression on her face.

Mrs. Ye nodded in satisfaction, "Well, that's good. By the way, are you sure that Chaoming won't come back today?"

Luo Juan smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I asked about it this morning. Chaoming went to the exhibition today, and will go on a business trip to the neighboring city in the afternoon, and won't be able to come back!"

"That's good. Chao Ming pampered that girl Ye Jiahe lawlessly. She never paid attention to me, my grandmother."

Mrs. Ye snorted coldly, and said: "Not only that, but now she dares to snatch her husband from her younger sister, she really has no shame!"

Ye Baozhu said aggrievedly: "Grandmother, you must make the decision for me! Ye Jiahe married Lu Jingmo for two years, and the Lu family didn't take her seriously at all. What can she bring to the Ye family? But I managed to Let Lu Jingqi fall in love with me, and Ye Jiahe wants to get involved again, if my marriage into the Lu family is messed up by her, our Ye family's glory will also be gone!"

Mrs. Ye looked at her little granddaughter dotingly, and said: "Okay, grandma knows that you have been wronged. This time, your father is not here, and no one is protecting her. Grandma will definitely make the decision for you!"

While they were talking, the maid came over to report: "Old Madam, Ma'am, Missy is back."

Ye Jiahe ran in with a hasty expression, "Where's Dad? How is he doing now? What kind of illness is it?"

"Hmph, do you know how to come back?"

Mrs. Ye said dissatisfiedly: "I'm so old, I don't know how to ask about my body. In this whole Ye family, except your father, do you still pay attention to other people?"

Ye Jiahe inexplicably felt that something was wrong, she looked at Luo Juan and Ye Baozhu, both of them looked at her gloatingly.

She was a little anxious, and said coldly: "Grandma, what happened to my dad? Was he sick?"

Mrs. Ye showed a bit of guilty conscience on her face, and then she showed the majesty of the head of the family.

"Your father was not in good health a few days ago, but he is better today and has gone to work."

After finishing speaking, she looked Ye Jiahe up and down, and said, "You have been married into the Lu family for two years, what does Lu Jingmo mean? He has never been here to pay respects to the elders, not even a betrothal gift! Could it be that our Ye family has been raising him for so long?" His daughter, just give it to him for nothing and let him bully him?"

Ye Jiahe looked suspiciously at the old lady in front of him, really not understanding what she meant?

She didn't want to talk about her and Lu Jingmo's affairs with these people, so she changed the subject and said, "So, you asked me to come here just to say something innocuous to me? My dad is fine at all. Right?"

Luo Juan quickly pretended to be a good person, and walked over to grab Ye Jiahe's hand, but she dodged it all at once.

"Hey, Jiahe, how can you talk to your grandmother like that? This time, you really misunderstood your grandmother."

Luo Juan's eyes were full of light, and she said with a fake smile: "Your grandmother, it's because you are young, and you are not treated by a husband in the Lu family. I am afraid that if you spend so much time, you will grow old. What are you talking about?" None."

Ye Jiahe felt more and more that it was not that simple for them to find her today.

Especially Luo Juan's current appearance reminded her of a sentence: If you have nothing to show affection, you can either rape or steal.

"What are you looking for me for today?"

Ye Jiahe frowned and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Mrs. Ye stopped her: "Wait! You ignorant child, I think you are not welcome in the Lu family. We are your natal family anyway, so we can't just sit idly by."

Ye Jiahe sneered, and asked back: "Grandma, how do you want to help me? Can you help me?"

"Of course." Mrs. Ye hid her sword in her smile, and said slowly: "Your stepmother's natal cousin is the owner of a small company. We have been looking for you for a long time before we decided to let you meet. Although he is old Some, but I have lost my wife for many years, and I just want to find someone who knows the cold and the hot, so there is nothing to say to my wife. No matter what, it must be better than your current husband, Lu Jingmo."

Ye Jiahe suddenly realized, and finally knew their real purpose.

The fire in her heart was restrained abruptly by her.

She simply sat on the sofa, pretending to be very interested, and asked, "How old is that man? How much property does he have? What does he look like? What kind of car does he drive?"

Luo Juan didn't expect Ye Jiahe to be hooked so easily. She quickly took out a photo of her natal cousin and said, "Actually, he's not very old. It's just that he has less hair, so he looks a little old. But he's only 39 years old. , as a man with a successful career, this age is not too old! He now runs an advertising company and earns millions a year."

Ye Jiahe looked at the bald man who was still very oily after his beautification in the photo, and felt nauseated.

She smiled and looked at Luo Juan, "Aunt Luo, if I marry him, then we'll get closer, right? From now on, I'll call you...cousin? Then what does Ye Baozhu call me?" Aunt?"

Luo Juan's face suddenly became embarrassing, and said: "It doesn't matter what you call this thing! The important thing is that you have to be happy."

"Okay, then ask Ye Baozhu to call me, and I'll listen."

Ye Jiahe looked at Ye Baozhu, and said, "I never thought that after going home today, I got a big niece for nothing."

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Baozhu got angry and screamed: "Ye Jiahe, don't try to take advantage of me! Grandma, do you care about her?"

Mrs. Ye said angrily: "Jiahe, don't be rude. Don't think that it's your fault for letting you marry Aunt Luo's cousin. Don't forget, your mother begged you to marry into the Lu family. , How long can this kind of marriage last? Divorced, you are a second marriage. It is already your blessing to be able to marry a boss with an annual salary of one million!"