On the day of the divorce, the CEO’s ex-husband suffered from morning sickness

Gu Yanran was dissatisfied: "Why should we wait for her first!"

Yang Ruoning had a headache.

How did you give birth to such a stupid daughter?

She said patiently: "If Su Mo is still in the hospital and you invite Jingze alone, he will be happy and he might even escort you to apologize to Su Mo."

"Are you willing to apologize to Su Mo?"

Gu Yanran shook her head repeatedly.

Su Mo was beaten as soon as she settled down, so there was no place for her to apologize.

"Then Mom, what are you going to do with Su Mo?"

Yang Ruoning smiled: "You don't have to worry about it."

Gu Yanran pursed her lips.

"Okay, don't be angry. Little girls are not pretty when they are angry."

Yang Ruoning took out a card from her wallet and handed it to her: "There are 500 million in it, so go spend it."

Gu Yanran's eyes lit up and she was about to reach out to pick it up.

Yang Ruoning took it back again and said worriedly: "Keep a low profile. If the old lady knows, I won't get any benefits."

Gu Yanran grabbed it with a smile: "I know! Mom, you are the best, I love you."

She kissed Yang Ruoning sweetly and quickly left with her bag.

In the corridor, I accidentally bumped into the masseur from before.

The masseuse put his arm around her waist and helped up the knocked down vase: "Miss, be careful."

His voice was deep and magnetic, more charming than Jingze's gentle voice.

Gu Yanran's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up and pushed him away: "Thank you... thank you."

The masseuse let go of her and bowed away.

Gu Yanran ran downstairs as if running away, but couldn't help but look up in the hall.

The masseur seemed to be aware of it, looked over, and smiled at her.

It's the kind of smile that's very sunny and full of life.

Gu Yanran was stunned, turned around and ran away again.

When we got to the car, my heartbeat was still accelerating.

She murmured: "He is quite handsome, but I already have brother Jingze, so I can't let him go."

The young masseur saw her fleeing and smiled with satisfaction before turning around and entering Yang Ruoning's room.

Yang Ruoning had already laid down again and asked lazily: "What's going on?"

The masseuse said softly: "Miss, she ran very fast and almost fell."

Yang Ruoning had no doubt that he was there: "This girl is in her 20s and still very frizzy."

"Then I will continue to massage my sister?"

The title sister seemed to please Yang Ruoning, and she chuckled.

"Okay, good massage, sister loves you."

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As soon as Su Mo woke up the next day, she received a call from the hospital: "Ms. Zhou's payment for this month is due."

Su Mo was still a little confused at first, but he suddenly woke up after hearing this: "Isn't it fixed every month?"

"That's not clear. There are still three days before the deadline. Please turn it over as soon as possible."

"Ok."

The phone hangs up.

Su Mo's face looked a little bad.

Over the years, Su Junwei has paid for Zhou Pan's hospital bills.Relying on this, Su Junwei gained a lot of reputation and attracted a lot of investment to the Su family.

At that time, he vowed to the media that as long as he did not go bankrupt, he would be responsible for Zhou Pan's medical expenses.

Now, before the money has been sent to her, Zhou Pan’s medical expenses have been cut off.

It’s really the style of the Su family.

Su Mo opened his bank card and found that he had only deposited less than 30 yuan in the past three years.

This little money is only enough for Zhou to be hospitalized for two months.

He also had to take the medicine Jingze bought from abroad.

And she still has to survive, and the baby in her belly is also a gold-eating beast.

She was painting on her own, but she couldn't afford it all at once.

Divorce can solve the urgent need.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Ruoning came.