Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

The more Lu Beichuan listened, the more confused he became.

Weren't we talking about her running away from the hospital? Why are we talking about Professor Song again?

Who is Professor Song?

Song Jinyi?

This is the only person in Lu Beichuan's social circle who is qualified to be called Professor Song.

When Professor Song was young, he was a rare art prodigy. His understanding of color was naturally different from that of ordinary people and he was very good. Later, he won many trophies of various sizes and was specially hired to teach at the China Academy of Fine Arts. He has been sitting firmly on the throne of the ace professor for many years, and no one has ever been able to replace him.

Song Jinyi is excellent.

But what does Song Jinyi’s accident have to do with him?

Lu Beichuan put one hand in his pocket, his brows showing a hint of impatience that showed he didn't want to get entangled any further.

"What does Professor Song's accident have to do with me? Don't blame everything on others."

Lu Beichuan was rarely patient and was willing to pay attention to An Xia.

If it were any other time, he would have impatiently pushed An Xia aside and ignored her. How could he possibly stand here and be so kind and gentle as to say a few more words to coax her?

"Still pretending?" An Xia sneered. The curve of her mouth was full of disdain.

"What am I pretending for?" Lu Beichuan's patience was almost exhausted, especially when he saw her expression like that.

"Didn't you arrange for people to throw dirty water on Professor Song? Deliberately spread rumors that Professor Song did those awful things to female students?" An Xia asked angrily.

Because she had previously refused the invitation to become a disciple in order to get married and go home to take care of her husband and children, Song Jinyi was very disappointed in her and did not want to see her again.

Jiang Qingyu helped and said a lot of good things, both openly and secretly, before Song Jinyi reluctantly agreed to meet An Xia.

Who would have thought that just after Song Jinyi finally agreed, someone broke the news online that Song Jinyi had used his position to molest female students, and posted a lot of pictures and texts, proving that the rumor was indeed true.

Because of his special identity and the high sensitivity of the topic, Song Jinyi's story became more and more serious and he was cyber-bullied by many netizens.

In order to protect the school's image, the school suspended Song Jinyi without any verification or investigation.

Song Jinyi's wife was in poor health. When she was young, she had to work three or four jobs a day to support Song Jinyi's painting. Under the dual pressures of high pressure and high fatigue, it was not only her body that was overwhelmed, but also her spirit.

She was already mentally fragile, and after being stimulated by the content on the Internet, she actually committed suicide when no one was at home.

Fortunately, he was rescued.

But after Song Jinyi was besieged this time, he no longer had the energy to worry about anything else.

Not to mention teaching An Xia to study, even a simple meeting has become a distant prospect.

It's not that An Xia is only suspicious of Lu Beichuan, but these things happened too suddenly and the consequences are obvious. The person most likely to do this is Lu Beichuan.

He now did almost anything to lock her up at home.

So An Xia contacted Jiang Qingyu. She opened a bar and had both a network of contacts and an intelligence network, so it was not difficult for her to investigate such matters.

In addition, the people who did these things did not shy away from it, so once investigated, it was found that these things were all done by Xiao Ming.

And Xiao Ming is Lu Beichuan's special assistant.

An Xia was too lazy to think about it any further because there was no need.

Lu Beichuan frowned: "Do I have that much free time?"

An Xia snorted coldly and said nothing.

Lu Beichuan immediately got angry: "An Xia, we have known each other for so many years and you still don't understand me?"

Lu Beichuan was not angry at being accused of some crimes without any reason. He was in a high position and there were many jealous people who would inevitably throw dirty water on him and belittle him.

Lu Beichuan had already gotten used to it.

He was angry at An Xia's distrust.

An Xia looked at him coldly.

"We've known each other for so many years, but you still don't understand me?"

I don't know where he gets the qualifications to say such things.

Wasn't he the first one to abandon the trust that they had built over the years?

Three years ago, he sentenced her to death without giving her even a chance to defend herself or explain herself.

Compared to what he had done, An Xia felt that her current questions were nothing.

And if she hadn't received the news and come to the National Academy of Fine Arts to verify it in person, she wouldn't have known that she had implicated Professor Song to this extent.

Forced by the promise he made that day, Lu Beichuan could not easily take action against Shen Huaian and Jiang Qingyu, so he secretly reached out to Professor Song.

What a despicable thing!

Lu Beichuan choked.

I didn't expect An Xia to bring this up.

He glanced around blankly, and the anger that was pent up in his heart dissipated a little. Lu Beichuan tried his best to stay calm.

Now that they were on the main street, it wouldn't be a good idea for him and An Xia to just remain in this stalemate.

Under the loose clothes, An Xia looked frighteningly thin recently, and her face was pale and weak due to illness and injury, as if a strong wind could blow her down.

"Come back with me first, and I'll explain everything to you." Lu Beichuan softened his tone for once.

But unexpectedly, An Xia didn't buy it.

"Go back with you and let you lie to me?"

An Xia's tone was unprecedentedly resolute.

"I said, unless I die, I will never follow you again--"

Before An Xia could finish her words, Lu Beichuan picked her up by the waist and carried her on his shoulders.

An Xia felt dizzy and felt like she was going to vomit her lunch.

"Let me go!"

An Xia struggled, and Lu Beichuan's slap landed heavily on her butt.

There was a crisp sound, and An Xia's cheeks turned red.

What is he doing!

crazy!

This is on the street!

So many people are watching!

and!

How old is she and still spanking her!

"Asshole! We're getting divorced. Why do you hit me like this?"

As soon as An Xia finished speaking, she was slapped hard on the buttocks again.

No one knew which word had made Lu Beichuan unhappy and start fighting.

An Xia struggled hard and even cursed, so Lu Beichuan reminded her gloomily.

"If you don't want to be spanked again, you'd better behave yourself."

How long has it been since you returned to China this time?

It has been a long time since he saw his little wife being so well-behaved.

An Xia stopped moving and was quickly stuffed into the car.

Lu Beichuan drove here by himself and could only tie An Xia to the passenger seat.

After walking around and getting into the driver's seat, Lu Beichuan happened to meet An Xia's resentful eyes that looked like she wanted to escape quickly.

He paused, then sat down and said calmly, "Do you know that your eyes can really turn men on?"

An Xia froze, and the next second Lu Beichuan turned his head to look at her and slowly uttered the remaining few words.

"Especially men's interest in bed."

An Xia: "..."

She turned her head immediately, and then heard the man chuckle softly and speak slowly.

“We don’t think we’ve tried it in the car yet.”

An Xia grabbed the tissue next to her and threw it at Lu Beichuan's face without saying a word.