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Chapter 1267 Su Mo, I just want to divorce you

His tone was always calm, but as long as he carefully distinguished it, he could hear the concern in his tone.

Unfortunately, the authorities are lost.

Wei Jiaren was confused and could not distinguish these at all.

Wei Jiaren shook his head silently. He already had Angel and didn't need her at all. It was time to leave.

"I'm sorry for you and Anqi? Why don't you divorce? If you are worried about my dad..."

"Wei Jiaren!" Su Mo's eyes suddenly became cold, "If I say, because I love you, do you believe it?"

Wei Jiaren looked at him in shock, and then the shock returned to calm little by little with time.

The scene of Angel hugging him intimately still lingering in her mind. How could she believe that he loves her?

The word love is really too superficial and too fragile.

Jiang Wenxuan used to love her, but in the end he chose her sister.

The word love is really too harsh.

"Su Mo, stop kidding. After you are discharged from the hospital, we will go and complete the divorce procedures. I will explain to him that you don't have to make things difficult for me."

Su Mo looked at her coldly, his eyes showing unprecedented unfamiliarity, and even with a faint anger.

His feelings turned out to be just a joke in her eyes.

"You go out." Su Mo turned his back and threw out three words coldly.

Wei Jiaren's lips moved, but his voice choked in his throat.

She stood still for a while, then turned indifferently, pushed the door silently away-

Because Su Mo's situation was still unstable, she did not dare to walk away, but sat down on the bench in the corridor. She sat for the whole night, and it was fine during the day.

At night, the corridor was empty, cold and the temperature was extremely low. She sat on the bench and shivered, her lips were frozen purple.

Wei Jiaren reached out and pressed his stomach.

These days she has no appetite and has almost no food, so she has a stomach problem, which makes her face pale.

The nurse advised her several times, but she refused to go back to rest. In the end, the head nurse couldn't bear to watch it anymore and took a quilt for her.

Wei Jiaren hugged the quilt tightly to keep warm, and his body formed a ball on the cold and hard bench.

In the end, she was really tired and sleepy, and she slowly fell asleep in such a cold environment.

She woke up from her sleep by a force. She rubbed her eyes hard and saw Wen Heng standing in front of her with a playful smile on the corner of her lips.

"I said Mrs. Su, why has she fallen to this point? Isn't the VIP ward a standard for two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom? How long has it been since I came to the hospital? When has the standards been lowered?"

At this time, Wei Jiaren still had tears of grievance on his cheeks, looking indescribable.

She quickly stood up with the quilt in her arms, her expression was lukewarm and she didn't feel any embarrassment.

"You are here, go in and see him. I'll get you breakfast." After Wei Jiaren said that, he left in high heels.

Behind her, Wen Heng shrugged his shoulders gently, his expression a little strange.

Wen Heng pushed open the door. Su Mo had already woken up in the ward, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Su Mo's eyes were not turning, and he moved his thin lips a few times.

Wen Heng sat down on the chair beside the bed and joked, "Come and see if you are dead?"
Chapter completed!
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