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

It was already late at night when Lu completed the last business order.

The electric car ran out of power, and there was no place to quickly charge it, so An Xia could only grit her teeth and take a taxi. Looking at the numbers on the meter that kept jumping up, An Xia's heart was bleeding.

Then she began to think back on Mrs. Lu's life over the past few years. What she regretted most in the past was getting married, but now, what she regretted most was that she used all her dowry and the savings she had saved from her part-time job to buy that Patek Philippe for Lu Beichuan.

If she had used the money to buy a car, she wouldn't have to live such a tiring life now. With a car, she could at least sleep ten more minutes in bed in the morning.

When she got home, An Xia realized that Lu Beichuan had returned without her knowing.

He was sitting on a bar stool in the restaurant. There was only a little red wine left in the glass next to him, and there were several empty wine bottles lying upright or upside down on the bar table in front of him.

An Xia frowned.

He has always been self-disciplined and rarely loses control. Why did he start drinking for no reason today and drink so recklessly?

Could it be that the biological father of the child in Ming Xiyu's belly has come back and wants to take Ming Xiyu away?

But no matter what, An Xia didn't want to ask any more questions.

Since it's none of her business, there's really no need for her to worry about it.

An Xia ignored the drunk at the bar the whole time, changed her shoes, put down her bag, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, poured herself a glass of warm water and drank it before going upstairs to wash up.

After working overtime for many days, An Xia decided to give herself a break. She wanted to have a good rest and relax for a night, taking a leisurely bath and watching TV.

I took out the dusty bath ball from the bottom of the cabinet and threw it into the fish tank. The delicate fragrance of the rose quickly bloomed and filled every corner of the bathroom.

The moment An Xia took off her coat and sat in the massage fish tank, her entire soul seemed to have achieved unprecedented relaxation and sublimation.

This bath ball was recommended by Jiang Qingyu, and it costs more than 500 yuan each. An Xia was reluctant to soak in it after buying it, so she wanted to keep it for flirting with Lu Beichuan while taking a bath together.

But the guy thought the bathtub was too small and he was never willing to bathe with her. So the expensive dreamy essential oil bath ball has been lying idle in the bathroom cabinet without seeing the light of day.

An Xia now thinks that she was so stupid.

I should have taken this out and enjoyed it by myself a long time ago, and then used Lu Beichuan's secondary card to buy a few more boxes.

I don't know what ingredients were added to the essential oil in this bath ball. It was quite comfortable at the beginning, but the more I soaked, the thirstier I became, and my mind gradually became dizzy.

An Xia thought that it was because she had only slept for four or five hours every day in recent days, and had been sitting in front of the computer continuously creating paintings. She was overly tired and nervous. Now that she suddenly relaxed, her body was a little uncomfortable, so this happened. So she got up without soaking for too long.

As soon as An Xia put on her bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom, she heard a series of knocks on the door.

There were only two people in the villa, and An Xia knew who they were without having to think.

"Bang bang bang."

"I want to go in."

"Boom!"

"Open the door."

"Xia Xia."

The heavy knocks on the door were mixed with Lu Beichuan's drunken voice.

"Xia Xia. Open the door."

An Xia originally wanted to ignore it.

But when I heard the word "Xia Xia", my nose felt uncontrollably sour.

It has been a long time since Lu Beichuan called her like this.

At least three years.

After being treated coldly by Lu Beichuan for so many years, An Xia almost forgot that Lu Beichuan once loved her and took good care of her.

He never spoke to her in such a cold tone, nor did he speak every word with thorns or sarcasm.

Sometimes he even takes better care of her than Ming Xiyu.

So Ming Xiyu was always jealous of their relationship at that time, and often warned her to keep a distance from Lu Beichuan behind her back. Don't forget that she and Lu Beichuan are just brother and sister, don't cross the line.

But the accident three years ago broke all their original feelings and relationship.

Even if he called out these two words again and called her "Xia Xia" again, everything could not go back to the way it was.

An Xia originally wanted to ignore it and go to bed, since she had earplugs to block out the noise. But she was very thirsty at this time, and there was no boiled water or mineral water in the bedroom. If she wanted to drink water, she had to go to the kitchen. To go to the kitchen, she had to open the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang."

"Open the door for me."

The drunk outside the door banged on the door more and more frequently, and seemed to be getting angrier and angrier.

An Xia frowned. She had never seen Lu Beichuan drunk before. She didn't know he had such a bad drinking habit.

If he kept up this rhythm and gradually increased the frequency of knocking on the door, An Xia was worried that even if she blocked her ears, she would still not be able to block out the noise, so she could only change into her pajamas and force herself to open the door before Lu Beichuan could knock through the solid wooden door.

“What are you doing——!”

An Xia had just opened the door and hadn't finished her words when Lu Beichuan suddenly fell down and fell into her arms.

"Xia Xia."

The man's warm breath slowly sprayed on An Xia's neck and collarbone. Each breath was filled with an extremely deadly temptation.

"Why did you just open the door for me?"

After getting drunk, Lu Beichuan lost some of his aggressiveness and became more gentle, calm and well-behaved.

He just rubbed against An Xia's collarbone like a big, coquettish puppy.

Although the word cute is not appropriate to describe him.

But at this moment, looking at his hairy head, An Xia couldn't help but pop up these two words in her mind.

"You won't open the door for me."

Lu Beichuan had no clear consciousness at all. He just rubbed against An Xia and kept muttering the same sentence.

It sounds like a complaint, like a grievance.

An Xia felt soft-hearted for no reason.

As expected, she still couldn't give up all her feelings for him so easily, nor could she easily pretend to be blind to all his words and actions.

But such actions were no longer suitable between them.

An Xia bit her lip, ruthlessly pushed Lu Beichuan's head away, and moved him towards the door.

"Go back to your room and have a drunken rage."

An Xia let go of her hand and was about to go downstairs, but she didn't expect that Lu Beichuan, after getting drunk, was not only extremely clingy, but also extremely agile in his movements.

He quickly caught up with An Xia and hugged her from behind.

"This is my room."

"You are here."

"This is my room."

He hugged her very tightly, his two strong arms folded tightly together, so tightly that An Xia couldn't break free at all, and even felt like she was about to suffocate.

Clingy and annoying.

"This is my room."

If it weren't for the fact that his pupils were hazy and dilated at the moment, and if it weren't for the pungent smell of alcohol on him, An Xia would have suspected that he was pretending to be drunk and acting like a rogue.

No matter how you look at him, he looks very similar to the shameless guy who woke up next to him for no apparent reason that day.