She won the divorce lawsuit with Lawyer Huo

In the hospital ward, someone comes in at any time, and Mingzhu doesn't want to quarrel with him.

She understood.

She wanted to get divorced, it couldn't be easy.

Mingzhu gently moved her long hair and said calmly: "Okay, let's not blame each other! I have something to do in the afternoon, so let's get discharged first!"

After saying that, she walked out first.

Lu Qian grabbed her hand and looked deeply.

"At least let me see you off."

Mingzhu looked back at him quietly...

Lu Qian's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he said lowly and gently: "I didn't do well, and you don't want to ignore me, but I am Shuoshuo's father after all. We can't never see each other, right?"

Mingzhu knew what he was thinking.

He wanted to eat away at her little by little and make her soften.

But how can you live if your heart is dead?

She broke away from his hand: "Whatever you want!"

……

Secretary Liu completed the formalities. After finishing the process, he said with a smile: "Unfortunately, the company still has something to do, so let Mr. Lu take you back!"

The car was downstairs, and Shuoshuo had already gotten in it.

Lu Qian drove the car himself.

Mingzhu sat silently in the back seat and gave her address.

Lu Qian tilted his head slightly: "Don't you like sitting in the front?"

Mingzhu turned away slightly: "People's preferences will always change over time."

She made a pun.

Lu Qian heard it and looked unhappy but didn't say much.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a high-end apartment building.

Duplex building of 260 square meters.

The decoration is very elegant and the view is wide.

Lu Qian carried Shuoshuo up. Looking around, he couldn't help but think of the old apartment... He felt sad and couldn't help but kiss his son.

The little guy has just recovered from a serious illness, but he really has no energy.

Lu Qian carried him to the children's room and put the little guy under the quilt. It was obviously the weather at the end of April, but the little guy's feet were cold.

Lu Qian leaned against the bed.

He took off his coat and put Shuoshuo's little feet on his belly.

It was warm and comfortable there.

Little Shuoshuo wanted to be comfortable, but he was angry with his father in his heart, so he lay on the pillow and remained silent.

Lu Qian felt soft in his heart.

He touched the little guy's feet.

Shuoshuo pouted, hugged the pillow, and slowly fell asleep.

When the child falls asleep, his body temperature rises, and his little feet are also warm.

Lu Qian gently put down his foot.

He sat next to his son, looked at his eyebrows carefully, and caressed him reluctantly.

Mingzhu stood at the door.

Lu Qian noticed that she was there and knew that she was trying to drive someone away. He said lowly and gently: "Let me stay with him for a while, okay?"

The words were very humble.

Mingzhu said softly: "Okay! But don't take him out."

Lu Qian almost suffocated.

She didn't accuse a word, but she blamed every word.

After a long silence, he said: "I know!"

If Mingzhu went out for something, he would chase her out: "I'll see you off!"

Mingzhu had already changed her clothes and was putting on shoes at the entrance. After hearing this, she said calmly: "I can drive myself! If I don't want to drive, I will hire a driver."

Lu Qian looked at her quietly.

Mingzhu put on her shoes and straightened up. After thinking about it, she finally told him: "Lu Qian, I let you come here because of Shuoshuo. I don't want him to live in hatred since he was a child, so he feels... that his father still loves him." His! But this is the only thing between us, don’t ask for anything else."

Lu Qian looked pale.

He still refused to divorce.

Mingzhu did not force herself, she lived as usual and took care of her children.

Lu Qian wanted to take care of the child, so she asked for a nanny.

Their relationship has reached a freezing point.

Normally, Lu Qian would send her WeChat messages to talk to her about the children.

Pearl rarely replies.

He called until she got tired and had to answer the call. He couldn't say a few words, but he insisted on calling every night. When Mingzhu hung up the phone, she was very sad.

He acted like he loved her so much!

At critical moments, she is always the one given up.

In the cool night, she suddenly wanted to drink some wine.

The nanny at home was off work, and Shuoshuo was already asleep. Mingzhu took out a bottle of good-vintage red wine, poured herself a glass, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to drink silently.

She was born into a wealthy family and usually had no bad hobbies.

The most extraordinary thing in his life was falling in love with Lu Qian.

Thinking of Lu Qian, the fragrant red wine became astringent and rolled down his throat... It was heartbreaking.

She couldn't count how much she drank, but she just felt slightly drunk and felt good.

The phone rang several times.

It was Lu Qian calling.

He always looked for opportunities and reasons to talk to her, but tonight Mingzhu didn't want to talk to him at all. This lasted for about two minutes, and she couldn't bear it.

It must have been drinking, and it was night time again.

Her voice became more charming: "Lu Qian, can you leave me alone for a day?"

Lu Qian paused: "You drank!"

"Yes, I drank! Why...can't I drink? Lu Qian, do you still think that I am the Huo Mingzhu who looks up to you and must be you? No! Not anymore!"

Lu Qian was silent.

"You drank too much! I'm here to take care of Shuoshuo."

"He fell asleep!"

……

There was a beep... beep... beep sound coming from over there,

Lu Qian hung up the phone.

Mingzhu threw away her cell phone, her body gently lying on the sofa, quietly lost in thought.

In the darkness, a small body came closer.

Soft.

"Shuoshuo?" Mingzhu was startled.

She put the glass down, not wanting him to see her drinking.

Shuoshuo knelt beside her, touched her head, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, do you have a headache?"

Mingzhu felt a little sad.

Her voice was rustling, with a hint of crying: "Mom, it doesn't hurt."

It's just a failed marriage, and the man doesn't value them that much. What's the point? Compared with years ago, things are much better now.

At least she can give Shuoshuo the best life and the best education.

They live in a house of 260 square meters.

Others, unimportant.

Shuoshuo felt that she was lying and her head must hurt after drinking.

The little guy kicked off his slippers, ran to the bathroom to twist a hot towel, then ran over and carefully placed the towel on her forehead.

Mingzhu is much more comfortable.

Little Shuoshuo relied on her arms.

He talked to his mother and asked more or less about his father: "Are you and dad really going to divorce?"

Mingzhu drank and became a little unconscious.

But she was unwilling to speak ill of Lu Qian in front of Shuoshuo.

She raised her head slightly and said vaguely: "Dad and I just don't suit each other, but dad likes Shuoshuo."

Xiao Shuoshuo lay in her arms.

He murmured: "Dad likes mom too! But he did something wrong."

Mingzhu was very distressed.

It was probably when they were wandering around for a while, and Shuoshuo was more mature than other children of the same age. Thinking of the day when he was unhappy and ran back to the hut where he originally lived, Mingzhu felt sorry for him.

She wanted to carry Shuoshuo back to the bedroom, but she felt dizzy.

But the child dragged the blanket over, covered her, and got in to keep warm with her.

late at night.

The door lock turned slightly.

A slender figure came in from the door. The person did not turn on the lights and quickly adapted to the light.

The room smelled of red wine.

There is also a hint of sweetness.

On the sofa, Mingzhu and Shuoshuo hugged each other, because Mingzhu's face was innocent and cute when she fell asleep.

When Lu Qian saw her, he realized how much he missed her.

He watched quietly for a while before peeling Shuoshuo out of her arms.

The little guy woke up.

He rubbed his eyes and found himself in his father's arms.

He tried to wake up a little bit, but he was too sleepy, so he could only lie on his shoulder and murmured "uncle"... Lu Qian patted him on the butt.

Putting the little guy under the quilt, he turned back to deal with the drinking woman.

She had no idea her son was taken away.

Maybe it's a little hot.

She kicked off the blanket, revealing a graceful body underneath, wearing a burgundy shirt and a knee-length silk skirt.

Ripe and flavorful.

Lu Qian hugged her.

She had lost a lot of weight these days, and her waist was too thin to touch, and it was not without feeling when he rubbed it with his fingers. Besides, they had been cold war for a long time.

Mingzhu is drunk...

Her body was very soft and she was carried to the bedroom by the man.

She sank deeply into the soft bed, which was probably too comfortable, and she let out a sigh.

Husky and mute, very sultry and sexy.

Lu Qian knelt beside the bed and unbuttoned her shirt, trying to make her more comfortable.

But unbutton three buttons.

He was slightly stunned

Her insides were also red, her red bra made her skin look like snow, and her cheeks were flushed.

What man doesn’t miss him when he sees him?

Lu Qian is not Liu Xiahui. Besides, he likes her very much. She has been the only woman in these years.

He couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her.

A drunk woman's body is weak and unable to resist. She opened her body in a daze, slightly opened her red lips and let him kiss her. The wet and hot feeling made her even more dizzy.

She hummed unconsciously: "Lu Qian!"

A kiss could no longer send him away.

Obviously from the beginning, I just wanted to make her feel comfortable.

He deepened the kiss and began to caress her body. The drunken woman obeyed and enjoyed her body.

When he was passionate, he lay on her neck and kept calling her name.

"Pearl...Mingzhu..."

She sobered up a bit.

I turned my head and saw his face in the dim light, and then fell into a trance again.

It's Lu Qian...

Why is he here?

Aren't they separated? How did he get into her home?

Mingzhu shook her head, but she couldn't think properly. She only knew that she didn't want to be hugged by him... No, they shouldn't have such an intimate relationship again.

She pushed him away suddenly, but was unable to get out of bed.

Lu Qian lay above her, unable to contain his emotions.

Passion is on the verge of breaking out.

He wanted to possess her easily.

Mingzhu turned her face away in embarrassment, covered her eyes with her hands, and whispered: "Lu Qian, why do I like you!"

Lu Qian's body stiffened slightly.

All passion and impulse disappeared.

All that's left is guilt...

He raised his eyes and looked at the little girl he had loved. At this time, she only had resentment towards him, without any emotion at all.

Lu Qian was unwilling to give in.

He pulled her hand away, leaned over her, and kissed her randomly.

Mingzhu cried.

The tears flowed down the cheeks to the neck, and finally fell between their skin, which was very cold and uncomfortable.

Lu Qian's eyes were also a little hot.

He knew she was more awake, she just didn't want to face him.

He leaned behind her ear and said in a low voice: "Mingzhu, can you talk to me? You haven't talked to me for a long time! You are always busy when I call you and can't say a few words. I want to see you." You are disgusted, tell me how you can forgive me?"

At the end of the day, my heart aches.

In the darkness, Mingzhu listened silently.

But she didn't want to respond to him because it was too late.

In reality, there are so many broken mirrors and reunions.

She silently pushed him away and pulled up the quilt. Even a hair on her body said rejection... Lu Qian felt heartbroken when he saw it. He reached into the quilt and unbuttoned her buttons.

"Lu Qian!"

"Take off your clothes and sleep!"

His voice was incredibly gentle, but she no longer wanted to savor it, she just wanted to fall asleep quickly.

……

The sky is slightly bright.

Mingzhu woke up from a hangover with a headache.

I sat up and found that I had changed into a pair of pure cotton pajamas. All the memories of last night came back.

Lu Qian is here.

Those passionate kisses and body touches.

Her body's instincts told her that they didn't really do it, but the kissing and touching was enough to make her uncomfortable.

At this time, the scent of porridge spread in the air.

Mingzhu put on a coat and went out.

The nanny she hired was not available.

In the kitchen, the man is making breakfast seriously. He has maintained a good figure for his age.

Light blue shirt, black trousers.

Just looking at the back view is pleasing to the eye.

Mingzhu stood behind him, watching calmly, her eyes slightly moist.

This scene reminded her of the past.

Several years ago, their relationship was still secret. They had a small home in the house on Guangyuan Road, and they lingered there every time he came over.

Afterwards, she went to bed extremely tired.

And he was in the kitchen, making all kinds of delicious food for her.

As sweet as it was in the past, she hated him now.

Lu Qian turned around and saw her.

His eyes were slightly dark, and his face was very gentle, as if those things had never happened, "You're up, do you have a headache?"

Mingzhu walked over.

She asked calmly: "How do you have the key to my house?"

"I'm worthy! It's convenient for me to come and take care of Shuoshuo."

Mingzhu was angry, so she spoke rudely: "Is it the kind of care you take when you lose it?"

Lu Qian's face turned pale.

But he didn't say anything and continued making breakfast.

Mingzhu whispered behind him: "Give me the key! If you want to see your son in the future, call ahead. Don't come over suddenly like this. It's very inconvenient and inappropriate."

Lu Qian didn't want to give it.

She dug into his pocket, and Lu Qian's body tensed up.

Turning around, he pushed her down in front of the sink. He was somewhat depressed: "Don't touch her! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Mingzhu spoke slightly sarcastically.

"Weren't you satisfied last night?"

Lu Qian let go of her and continued making breakfast.

His voice was soft: "You know it!"

Mingzhu sneered and walked out of the kitchen. Lu Qian asked her to have breakfast. She paused slightly: "I don't want to eat what you made! Lu Qian, do you really not understand or pretend you don't understand? We are done. I want to divorce you." !No matter how gentle and considerate you are, it’s useless!”

She paused and said, "Don't make me hate you!"

Lu Qian paused.

His face was as pale as paper.

After a long time, he slowly put the prepared breakfast on the plate, which Mingzhu and Shuoshuo liked.

"Eat slowly! I'm leaving first!"

After he finished speaking softly, he walked to the door, changed his shoes, and left.

The door closed gently, and Mingzhu cried repressedly.

why!

Why did he refuse to let her go even though she had given up and wanted to forget?