Mr.Ling,Let's Get Divorced

Qi Yanjun's eyes were filled with a trace of complexity, and some fragmentary fragments flashed through his mind.

More than three months ago, just a few days after that night, he was ambushed by the enemy. When he drove by here, he was injured and fell into the sea. If Xu miaoyong hadn't discovered it and found someone to save him in time, he might have been a dead soul in the sea.

He never forgot her kindness to him.

On the one hand, Xu miaoyong was pregnant with his own flesh and blood, and on the other hand, he swore to protect her life at the age of 16.

Who should be saved first?

Between the mind and the electricity, Qi Yanjun's eyes flashed a trace of determination.

He raised his hand and covered the back of Xu miaoyong's hand. Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he picked off her fingers bit by bit.

Obviously, he has made a decision.

Xu miaolung's face was pale and unbelievable. At the critical moment of life and death, he even abandoned himself and chose LAN Yue.

This man is one of the people she has ever met, who looks the best, has the best ability, and approaches perfection in all aspects. However, she is also the most ruthless, most indifferent and most cruel. She has given everything for her and played all kinds of means, but still can't defeat the weight of LAN Yue in his heart!

In that case

She can only take out a killer's mace!

Qi Yanjun looked at her with an imperceptible apology in his eyes. He was about to turn around, but he was attracted by a dazzling red. He saw a large amount of blood under Xu Miaolong's body. In a blink of an eye, he dyed the nearby sea water red.

"Yan Jun, I have a stomachache --"

after her mouth opened, a lot of sea water poured into her mouth. She coughed violently, rolled her eyes and fainted.

Qi Yanjun could not care about anything else. He stretched out his long arm and held her in his arms. Seeing her pale, he knew that if he did not rescue her on shore in time, she would not be able to hold on for two minutes.

LAN Yue

Qi Yanjun looks at LAN Yue and looks at the manual movement that she reaches out to him. Half of his eyes are despairing and the other half is begging. As time goes by, her physical strength gradually becomes exhausted, and she has no strength to stabilize her body, and slowly falls down.

According to the distance between him and her, if he swam past with Xu miaoyong, and then carried them ashore with them, it would take too long. Not only would Xu miaoyong die, but she might not be able to make it.

Reason told him that he should first send Xu miaoyong ashore, and then save her.

Only in this way can both of them survive.

Qi Yanjun's eyes overflow with a trace of struggle, he has always been decisive in killing the unprecedented hesitation.

Seeing that he didn't act for a long time, the hope on LAN Yue's face gradually faded, and a colic came from her abdomen. She could feel that her child's vitality was losing a little bit, and even was leaving her. She waved her arm with her last strength, and her tears rolled down.

Qi Yanjun, help me, save our children

Don't go

She cried out in her heart, begging him to turn around.

However, the next second, he was holding a comatose Xu miaoyong and began to head upstream.

Pa -

it seemed that something was broken and disappeared in the bottom of her heart. The light in LAN Yue's eyes suddenly went out, her expression turned into complete despair, and finally turned into a strong hatred. She just watched the two embracing figures approach the sea, slowly away from her, and more and more.

"Ha ha --"

she burst out laughing, regardless of the influx of sea water, gave up struggling, gave up survival, let her body be torn by the current, and pulled her to hell.

Qi Yanjun, you are cruel

She closed her eyes and was covered with death and darkness.

On the bank, Qi Yanjun put Xu miaoyong down. He pressed her abdomen impatiently and casually. Seeing her spitting out a few saliva, he held his breath again and jumped into the sea.

Seeing her from afar, she was like a sleeping Mermaid dragged down by the current. Qi Yanjun's heart was entangled with wisps of panic and swam past with the fastest speed. He put his arm around her slender waist and took her to cross the sea and came to the shore.

"Lan Yue!"

Her belly is still unconscious, her hands are still out of the blue.

Lying on one side, Xu miaoyong opened her eyes, just in time to see Qi Yanjun half kneeling on the ground, breaking open LAN Yue's mouth and blowing into the air. His eyebrows and eyes were haunted by lingering panic. For the first time, he lost his cool. He gave her artificial respiration and called her name.

"Lan Yue, Yue Yue, Xiao Yue Er, wake up!"

Wow -

LAN Yue suddenly tilted her head and spat out a few mouthfuls of sea water. Her wet eyelashes trembled and opened her eyes slowly. What came into her eyes was a beautiful face that was somewhat embarrassed, but did not reduce her evil posture. Her eyes turned blankly, and suddenly a severe colic in her abdomen spread all over the body.

"Little yue'er!"Qi Yanjun tight to the extreme of the lip line slightly relaxed a little, black eyes in this flash of astonishing, he held her waist and held her in his arms, as if in the treatment of a fragile treasure, in the angle she could not see, the tail of his eye was slightly red.

LAN Yue didn't seem to hear his surprise call. He reached out and touched his thigh.

She felt a wet, greasy patch.

Qi Yanjun noticed her small movements, along her frightened sight, saw her palm prickly red.

A lot of blood.

Children.

Her children

Blue Yue clenched his teeth, trembled all over, his lips trembled, his hands with blood fell on his abdomen, carefully rubbed and felt.

The abdomen, which originally had a point curve, was flat.

Her mouth is full of the smell of rust, and the bloody breath spreads between her lips and teeth. LAN Yue's heart is like being crushed alive. She looks at the blood in her palms, her eyes are empty, and her expression is a kind of madness like crying and laughing. The tears roll down soundlessly and crisscross on her pale face.

A drop by drop of crystal tears, like sparks splashed on Qi Yanjun's heart, his pupil shrank, pressing down the burning pain in his heart and holding her trembling hand.

"Little yue'er!"

“……”

Blue Yue side head, pupil lax looking at him, as if to identify who he is.

On her dead eyes, Qi Yanjun felt a sharp pain under her heart, his forehead against her palm, opened his mouth, and finally only said two words.

"Don't cry..."

Pa -

just after his voice dropped, a slap in the face heavily hit him.

LAN Yue pushes him away, and she lies on the ground because of her weakness. Looking at his stunned face, she laughs miserably, with a wisp of blood hanging on her lips. With her pale skin color, there is a kind of astonishing and beautiful beauty. She says every word and every word is cold.

"Qi Yanjun, I hate you!"

She didn't hate him when he left her alone in the Wedding Church.

She did not hate him when he came into the house with Xiao San and humiliated her.

She didn't hate him when he put all the holes in her heart.

But at this moment, LAN Yue hates him to the bone.

Spit out these three words, her eyes closed, fainted.

"Little yue'er!"

Qi Yanjun held her in his arms. His heart was empty and painful. He hugged the man in his arms. His expression was extremely bitter, and his eyes gradually covered with a thin layer of pain. He murmured, "I'm sorry, xiaoyueer, it's my fault --"

he doesn't care about the child's life and death. Whether he was born or not, it doesn't matter.

But no matter what she did, she was LAN Yue, the little green plum who accompanied him through his youth and he had vowed to protect his life.

How could he break her heart?

On one side, Xu miaoyong was lying on the ground alone, almost biting a bite of silver teeth, both happy and unwilling.

Happy really as she expected, today's blue Yue is not like death.

Why didn't she pay so much and still couldn't get Qi Yanjun's love?

At this time, the slow sound of the ambulance came from far to near. As soon as the car stopped, Qi Yanjun immediately went in with LAN Yue in his arms, as if he had forgotten the existence of Xu miaoyong. Finally, the medical staff carried her up with a stretcher. She bit her teeth, and it was a burst of resentment.

The ambulance moved away to the city hospital.

On arriving at the destination, LAN Yue and Xu miaoreng were sent to the operating room without delay.

At the door, Qi Yanjun sits on the bench and remembers the look in LAN Yue's eyes before he faints. The three words "I hate you" are ringing in his ears like a magic sound. His hands hold his head, and his panic and emptiness are like whirlpools, deeper and bigger.

"Boss."

Li Yiyao took a look at the closed door of the operating room, and the undercurrent of the eye fundus was flowing. "My sister-in-law will be OK."

Qi Yanjun's face has returned to calm. He lit a cigarette and suddenly asked.

"Yiyao, who do you think is the baby in LAN Yue's stomach?"

Although he was angry with her because he had witnessed some facts with his own eyes, Rong Yan's words awakened him a little. According to his investigation, even during his military career, LAN Yue did not have a boyfriend, or even a little intimate male friend.

So who is the son in her womb?

He guessed that maybe the child was an accident, an accident similar to the existence of Xu miaoyong.

But if so, why does she care so much?

"I don't know."

Li Yiyao shook his head, "can't find out."

Qi Yanjun vomited out a puff of smoke. His eyes were heavy and floating. No one could guess his idea. His tone was obscure, "Zhiyao, do you think I did something wrong?"

Li Yiyao pursed his lips and spoke in a low voice."I still remember one time, my eldest brother and sister-in-law went out together. In that year, we just laid a foundation in the underground industry of Haicheng, and there were countless enemies. We met with an ambush. When the enemy was ready to stab the boss, my sister-in-law bravely blocked in front of us."

"One can see her mind best in a crisis."

“……”

Qi Yanjun also remembered.

He doesn't know whether LAN Yue has love for him, but she must have feelings for him.

He leaned back with an indescribable melancholy.

Maybe he did something wrong.