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I don't believe it!

"Cool!" Su Xiaomi chased after him.

Helplessly, Wei Junliu covered his head with the hood, bent down to pick up the warm shoes, and chased after them.

Her warm and cool hand was placed on the bed, but she had not removed it for a long time.

Her hands were trembling, and it was hard to tell how much effort she had used to hold the bed sheet, to the point that her fingertips had begun to turn white. On her small pale face, several streams of clear tears flowed down.

She bit down hard on her lower lip until the last trace of red was gone.

Seeing such warmth, Su Xiaomi's heart felt as if it had been cut open, let alone this warmth. That was the man she loved the most …

"Cool down..." Su Xiaomi walked forward as she sobbed, supporting her with warm hands, she consoled her with every word, gently caressing her back.

"I'm not watching it anymore. It's cool …" Let's not watch anymore, shall we? " Su Xiaomi said as he opened up his hand, and gently held the hand that Wen Liang had grabbed onto the bed sheet.

"No …" It's not him! " Wen Liang growled out, ignoring Su Xiaomi's hand that was on his body, he lifted the white bedsheet.

A thick smell of blood immediately entered Su Xiaomi's nose, causing him to turn her face away. She really could not face such a scene, much less have the courage to look at the charred Qi Ye.

The man with the completely changed face couldn't stop the tears from welling up in her eyes. She trembled as she tried to touch his face with her fingers. However, he was unable to do it no matter what.

"No, I don't believe it!" Wen Liang shook her head, she grabbed onto Su Xiaomi and spoke in a hoarse voice as if someone choked, "Xiao Mi, tell me, it's not him, it's not his, right?"

Su Xiaomi shook her head, but could not utter a single word.

Looking at the expression on Su Xiaomi's face, Wen Liang suddenly lost all of his strength. He turned to look at the man on the sickbed, and she stuck her fingernails into the tender flesh of her palm. The pain kept her awake, but the more awake she was, the more she didn't want to face reality.

In his mind, those memories and his own had become slides. Scenes of scenes were played out in turn in his cool mind.

She had thought of many different outcomes, but she had never thought that it would end like this. She had loved him, loved him enough to give him everything, including her own life. She had hated him, too, and when she hated him, she wished he could die in place of her child.

She was tangled between love and hate, struggling in the abyss. She blamed him for pushing her down the bottomless abyss, but she had forgotten that she was actually unwilling to get up.

Because she had fallen down before, she was afraid …

Only now did she realize what she was truly afraid of.

Was this a dream?

When she woke up, she would find herself in the company bathroom. She had just had a huge argument with him …

She should have apologized to him. She should have told him personally that she wanted to forgive him. She should have told him herself how much she loved him.

She should not dwell on their past mistakes. She should not punish each other with her past mistakes. She should have cherished every second of each other's lives.

It shouldn't be like this …

It was said that when a person was in extreme sorrow, anything they wanted to say would be impossible to say. It was even worse than having a fish bone stuck in his throat …

Only the tears kept falling like they were out of control. Although he was staring at the corpse on the bed, his eyes were shockingly empty.

Su Xiaomi's heart was in excruciating pain. She carefully moved forward and called out her warm name a few times, but from the beginning to end, she did not receive a reply. She was like a lifeless marionette.

The helpless Su Xiaomi could only suffer along with Wen Liang.

Wei Junliu was about to walk up to him, but the shoes in his hand was taken away by someone.

"Madame said that even if I were to die for you, you wouldn't shed a single tear for me. So it turns out that tears are all for others." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from beside Wen Liang.

Suddenly, the temperature of the puppet dropped as it followed the voice and turned its head.

While carrying her shoes in one hand, Qi Ye walked forward to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes gently and lovingly: "Little liar, didn't you say you wouldn't cry?"

He bent over and put his shoes on the ground, but the little woman beside him didn't have any reaction, she just stood there like a wooden statue. Only his nose was still sniffling, and he was crying even harder.

Helplessly, Qi Ye stuffed the shoes back into Wei Junliu's hands, bent down and picked up the stiff and stiff little girl, then turned and walked back towards the ward.

Wei Junliu: "..."

Did he have the words' Lord of the Shoes' engraved on his body?

"Is the President Qi alright?" Su Xiaomi asked as she looked in the direction that Wen Liang and Su Xiaomi left in shock.

Wei Junliu curled his lips, looked at the shoes in his hands, and said, "It's not like nothing is going to happen!"

"Great!" The excited Su Xiaomi threw herself into Wei Junliu's embrace, with a posture as if the sky and the earth were to celebrate together.

Wei Junliu: It seems that carrying shoes is pretty good too …

After being happy for a while, Su Xiaomi then looked at the nurse who pushed the bed: "President Qi is still alive, then who is it? Sister nurse, just now the Principal asked you who this is. Didn't you say that it was 1.87 meters, the CEO of the Sempe Group? "

The big sister nurse innocently looked at Su Xiaomi: "This …. Wasn't she still not done speaking! I say, 1.87, the president of Sempe Group sent it over. The identity of the deceased is unknown … "

Su Xiaomi: "..."

It was all for nothing! Those two big bowls of tears!

Wen Liang kept crying.

From his initial despair, then his grievances, all the way until now, he was glad and happy.

Qi Ye gently placed her on the sickbed, and took a cotton swab to help her treat the wound left behind by the needle being pulled out from the back of her hand, smiling a little helplessly and dotingly: "I'm already back unharmed, why are you crying? "If you're not happy, I'll go back …"

Before he could finish speaking, Mrs. Qi, who was sitting on the bedside, suddenly reached out her hands to hold his face, and used her lips to cover his face without saying a word.

She was eager and unskilled.

Rather than a kiss, it was a symbolic punishment and an expression of love.

After experiencing a battle of life and death, she finally understood a principle that Qi Ye had long since understood.

Only when one was alive would one have the qualifications to talk about love. Life was the precondition and foundation of all emotions.

Before, she had always walked between loving and hating him. Her personality had always been split. It wasn't until death almost separated them that she understood that loving someone was indeed a very selfish and foolish thing to do.

Everyone who fell in love was stupid. They love another person in a way they know, they have another person, they protect another person, they never even ask if that is what the other person wants. Like today, if Wen Liang had a choice, she would definitely not let Qi Ye save her. Even if this choice made Qi Ye feel guilty for the rest of his life, she would still choose without hesitation.

Suddenly, she remembered what Ye Qing had told her before. She said: Wen Liang, a person's luck is limited, but your luck ran out the moment you met Qi Ye.

This time, the letter was a bit cold.

In the past, she hated herself for loving Qi Ye too much, and she also hated how her love never got a response. However, if a person could abandon all of his property and life for you, what else could such feelings be other than love?

Thinking about that, Wen Liang suddenly pushed Qi Ye away.

The man, who was about to kiss her, took two steps back in surprise.

He frowned as he looked at the Mrs. Qi, "..."

"Where's the money?" Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye anxiously: "What about the share transfer contract? Is Sun Ke really going to be used as a notary? "

"..." Qi Ye wiped his lips with his thumb and looked at Wen Liang: "Did my charm drop? Or has the yuan increased in value? "

Embarrassed, Wen Liang smiled. "I care about the martial arts you have done …"

"I'm the one who wants beauties but not mountains." He walked to her side and sat down. Unhappily, he took her hand and continued to wipe away the blood on his hands with a cotton swab. "From now on, I am a pauper. "No picky food, not much food, able to work, warm the bed, able to do it!"

Wen Liang: "....."

capable... It should be a very pure word!

She withdrew her hand, her mind finally working properly. She's a lawyer!

"In accordance with Article 54 of the Contract Law, where a contract is concluded due to a material misunderstanding, it is manifestly unfair at the time of the conclusion of the contract. "If a party, by means of fraud or coercion, or by taking advantage of another party's danger, causes the other party to conclude a contract contrary to its true meaning, the injured party shall have the right to request the people's court or arbitration agency to amend or rescind the contract …"

"..." President Qi's face was ashen. He really was a good student that he had taught himself.

Wen Liang felt a little dizzy, so he answered honestly, "Both husband and wife have the obligation to implement family planning."

"What is the latest policy on family planning? Let go of the second child's policy, right? "

"..." Looking at the man's serious expression, Wen Liang thought for a moment before replying seriously, "According to Article 11 of Chapter 2 of the Marriage Law, if a person is forced to marry, the coerced party may request the marriage registration authority or the people's court to annul the marriage. A request for the annulment of a marriage by one of the coerced parties shall be made within one year from the date of registration of the marriage. Where a party whose freedom of person has been unlawfully restricted requests that the marriage be annulled, it shall do so within one year from the date of restoration of freedom of person. "

"So Madame wants to divorce me?" Qi Ye raised his eyebrows, his gaze dangerous.

This time, Wen Liang quickly shook his head: "Not leaving, not leaving even if it means death!"