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

An Xia was shocked and quickly stopped Liu Ma.

"No need, Aunt Liu!"

Aunt Liu looked at her in confusion.

An Xia smiled stiffly and said, "Yes, it works."

When An Xia said this, her ears almost turned red.

Thinking about how Lu Beichuan left the room after just a short while, Aunt Liu didn't quite believe An Xia.

"Is this true? We can't just sit there and do nothing about this. If there's any illness, we need to get treatment right away."

An Xia didn't know where Liu Ma got the misunderstanding from.

Lu Beichuan is not okay?

How could he not be able to do that?

He is great without any assistance.

If she took more of the strong medicine that Liu Ma got from the Chinese medicine practitioner, An Xia could foresee that she would be unable to get out of bed for days and nights in the future.

"No, no, no! It works! It really works!"

An Xia almost raised her finger and swore to the sky.

Aunt Liu was still suspicious.

"Really? Then why did it end so quickly, young master?"

After all, Aunt Liu is an experienced person, so she didn't feel embarrassed at all when talking about these sex matters, as if she was discussing something very ordinary.

But Anxia was so embarrassed that she started digging her toes into the ground.

How should she answer this?

Honestly, she misunderstood Lu Beichuan? And then she pissed him off?

An Xia was still thinking about what to say when Aunt Liu slapped her head.

"Could it be that the effect of the drug is intermittent, and it comes again after a while?"

An Xia was confused: "Huh?"

The more Liu Ma thought about it, the more she felt it was possible and she began to worry.

"Then isn't the young master's current situation very dangerous? He went out with a rage and had nowhere to vent it. If he couldn't vent it in time, wouldn't it have the opposite effect?"

After hearing this, An Xia also felt a little worried.

Although she has now made up her mind to divorce Lu Beichuan.

But even after the divorce, they still have a nominal brother-sister relationship.

Jingyang and grandma are also involved.

It is impossible for her to become a stranger with Lu Beichuan after divorcing him.

There will always be some concern and worry about the warmth and warmth of human nature.

Although she didn't want to have any other relationship with Lu Beichuan, she also didn't want him to get hurt or become unhealthy.

"Oh, what should I do? If I had known earlier, I should have asked the doctor first and told you first." Aunt Liu was very anxious.

This good intention led to bad consequences.

Worrying about getting into trouble and being fined is secondary.

She had watched Lu Beichuan grow up since he was a child, and Aunt Liu was really worried about his health.

An Xia felt sorry for Liu Ma when she saw how anxious she was.

Although it was inappropriate to do such a thing at this time, An Xia hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind.

"Don't worry, I'll call him now and ask him."

An Xia took out her cell phone and was about to make a call when a picture suddenly appeared in her mailbox. Due to her shaking hands, she accidentally clicked on it and found that the male protagonist in the picture was none other than Lu Beichuan, the person she was looking for.

The background couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but the heroine beside Lu Beichuan seemed to be covered by a filter, and was particularly beautiful and eye-catching.

It’s Ming Xiyu.

Lu Beichuan is with Ming Xiyu.

An Xia smiled bitterly.

She should have thought of it earlier.

She is not the only one who can help Lu Beichuan vent his anger.

As long as Lu Beichuan is willing, there can be many such objects.

"Lu Beichuan is fine." An Xia's eyes turned gray as the screen of her cell phone went off.

Aunt Liu was stunned: "It's all right? What do you mean it's all right?"

Didn’t An Xia just take out her cell phone and haven’t done anything yet?

Aunt Liu was puzzled.

"Has the drug worn off?"

An Xia put away her phone, along with the disappointment that was shattered all over the floor.

"Yeah. Kind of."

With Ming Xiyu around, Lu Beichuan felt relieved no matter how angry he was. There was nothing to worry about.

"Aunt Liu, I have something else to do. I'm leaving now."

Without waiting for Aunt Liu to ask more questions, An Xia made up an excuse and left.

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After returning to Tianzhu Garden and looking at the warm furnishings in the house, An Xia felt as cold as an ice cellar.

Although she had known about the relationship between Lu Beichuan and Ming Xiyu for a long time, every time she saw the two of them sweetly on the same screen, An Xia couldn't help but feel uncomfortable as if she was pricked by a needle.

Putting down the bag, An Xia walked to the storage room with tired steps.

This is the only storage room in Tianzhu Garden, and it is also a storage room that belongs to her alone.

Tucked away in here are all the throbbing spring feelings of her youth.

I unlocked the door and pushed it open. The small room, which I hadn't been to for a long time, was already covered in dust.

An Xia raised her hand and fanned her nose, then walked in and saw the house model in the glass display stand that was scaled down to the same scale as Tianzhu Garden. Her eyes suddenly became wet.

My nose feels very sore.

This was the wedding gift she had carefully made three years ago, intending to give it to Lu Beichuan on their wedding night.

But that night, she was the only one in their wedding room. The groom didn't even complete the wedding ceremony and hurried to the airport in an attempt to keep his first love.

That night, Ming Xiyu took the latest flight of the day to go abroad.

Lu Beichuan sat in the airport all night.

And An Xia, wearing a huge ill-fitting wedding dress, sat in the master bedroom of their bridal chamber all night.

The wedding gift that was not given out three years ago will just be gathered here after three years.

An Xia exhaled deeply and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

After taking a deep breath to adjust his state, An Xia took out his mobile phone and took pictures of all the hand-made models in the storage room, including the scale model of Tianzhu Garden.

After locking the storage room and coming out, An Xia opened the social software that she hadn't logged into for three years.

The moment the account was successfully logged in, various messages urging for updates kept popping up like an explosion.

An Xia switched to the homepage, and the five million followers under the account were astonishing and eye-catching.

Although he has not appeared in the public eye for three years, the influence of the handmade blogger South is still amazing.

Just logging into the account and showing that the background was online set off a wave of frenetic traffic and topped the hot search list at a rapid speed.

An Xia glanced at the messages of condolences from fans backstage, most of whom were concerned about her life or death.

After posting a Weibo message saying "All is well, back again" as a unified response to fans' concerns, An Xia also posted all the photos she had just taken in the storage room on Weibo.

She not only likes painting, but also likes to do some handicrafts.

Because of her unique aesthetic and exquisite craftsmanship, some of her daily handicrafts are praised as niche works of art.

She started recording the process of making these handicrafts in high school, on and off, and by the time she graduated from high school, she had accumulated more than five million fans.

At that time, she could earn over ten thousand yuan every month just from the views and likes of her videos.

The handmade models basically start from five figures and are capped at six figures.