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Chapter 40 Marriage of a man and a woman are irrelevant

When Wang Zhangzhu woke up again, he was already in a bright and spacious ward, with birds chirping outside the window and the fragrance of flowers in the room. Such peace and prosperity contrasted with the noisy, chaotic, and bloody night, like an unreal nightmare.

Dad! Dad!

Wang Zhangzhu thought of her father who fell to the ground and was kicked and beaten by Song Liangyu. Her heart felt like a knife, and tears welled up in her eyes. She closed her eyes and suppressed the tears.

When he opened his eyes again, Wang Zhangzhu turned his head slightly and saw that the person sitting on the sofa was the man he thought about day and night. That man's shining eyes reflected the charming brilliance under the sun.

Wang Zhangzhu didn't even dare to blink, for fear that this was just a dream, a dream that he had wanted to do for a long time but had never come true.

Her hot eyes were fixed on Chu Huandong, and she felt that her blood was roaring eagerly, and her heart was beating like a thunder drum, Brother Huandong, Brother Huandong... She wriggled her lips and kept calling, but

In the end, my voice was hoarse and I couldn't make a sound.

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Chu Huandong sat on the sofa with a relaxed posture and looked at Wang Zhangzhu calmly.

Wang Zhangzhu seemed to be frightened by Chu Huandong's attitude. She was a little confused and at a loss. The man she had been thinking about in her heart was looking at her with a polite smile, exuding a message of cold rejection. She originally had countless thoughts in her heart.

There were countless words to say to him and countless lovesickness to express to him, but at this time, they were all suppressed by his alienated attitude.

Wang Zhangzhu did not expect such an exciting welcome, but what was the reason for such indifference?

The other person's attitude was cold, and he couldn't be too enthusiastic. Wang Zhangzhu calmed down the expression on his face, coughed slightly, nodded, and said hoarsely: "Thank you for helping me this time."

"Mrs. Song, you're welcome!"

Wang Zhangzhu felt like she had been struck by lightning. The sunshine outside the window was still bright, but her heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave. The gentle and affectionate brother Huandong in the past, now even with a smile on his face, the coldness between his eyebrows makes people intimidated by the city.

Baimeilu.

Chu Huandong cruelly used the most vicious language that was polite and gentle, but was enough to slow down a woman's heart!

Only now did Wang Zhangzhu truly understand God's punishment for her. Losing her father was not enough, and losing her child was not enough. She also had to lose her favorite and her only support. How cruel fate was to her.

Wang Zhangzhu comforted himself with the guess that Chu Huandong treated her like this because he was probably angry that she married Song Liangyu. She wanted to tell him why she married Song Liangyu. She touched her belly. The miserable world...she was more than four years old.

Living evidence of the moon has disappeared again.

She didn't want Chu Huandong to misunderstand her, so she explained, "I married Song Liangyu because..."

"Because nothing is important. We are divorced. Marriage between men and women has nothing to do with each other. You don't need to explain anything to me." Chu Huandong's black eyes were as deep as a pool, and his thin lips were slightly disdainful under the erect nose.

Flying on the ground.

Wang Zhangzhu only felt a burst of sadness and sadness, an indescribable sadness that made her close her eyes and sighed softly. Just as she was about to continue speaking, Xiaoyou opened the door and walked in.

At this time, Xiaoyou has become a real beauty, with three-dimensional facial features, fair skin, neat hair tied back in a bun, light makeup, wearing an apricot-colored slim-fitting suit, five-inch high heels, and a straight back.

, beautiful, calm, and noble, this is the kind of woman she is.

"Miss Wang, are you feeling better?" Xiaoyou placed a large bouquet of lilies on Wang Zhangzhu's bedside and smiled slightly at her.

Wang Zhangzhu, who was half-relying on the head of the bed, tilted her neck to look at Xiaoyou. She opened her mouth and said okay, and felt a turbid air coming out. She hadn't washed in several days, her hair was messy, her skin was dry, and she was wearing clothes.

In front of the neat and polished Xiaoyou, she actually felt a little ashamed of herself.

Xiaoyou and Chu Huandong sat side by side. Their postures seemed to be tacit and comfortable. Xiaoyou smiled cutely at Chu Huandong and spoke in a soft voice, "You said you had a stomachache last night. Remember to eat this morning."

Have you taken the medicine?"

Chu Huandong turned to Xiaoyou and smiled softly, his indifference completely gone, and his eyes were full of tenderness, "You look at me so closely, how dare I not eat it!"

Wang Zhangzhu's body felt chilly, and he pulled the quilt to cover himself. Male and female were married, it had nothing to do with each other. It turned out that he was not the only one talking about it!

"Mrs. Song, you can rest assured to stay here and recuperate. If you need anything, just tell Xiaoyou not to be polite to us." Chu Huandong said the meanest words to Wang Zhangzhu politely.

After hearing his words, Wang Zhangzhu felt as if he had been given a slap in the face. He was no longer his, he and Xiaoyou were already 'us'. In one word, the effect was immediate.

Wang Zhangzhu put his hand under the quilt and tried to control its trembling. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the swaying green treetops outside the window. "If it is convenient, can Mr. Chu help me investigate. My father...

...My dad...eventually..." She knew clearly that her father would not survive, but she still held a glimmer of extravagant hope in her heart. No daughter was willing to admit that her father was dead.

In fact, Chu Huandong had already received the exact news that Wang Dacheng was shot to death by Song Liangyu that night, but he looked at Wang Zhangzhu's vulnerable expression and pale face, and he really couldn't bear to hurt her again and again.

He said calmly, "I can inquire for you, but you also know that I have no contact with them at all now, and the news may be slower to come back."

He said this because he wanted to wait until Wang Zhangzhu's health got better before telling her the bad news, so that it would be easier for her to accept it. But to Wang Zhangzhu's ears, it was obvious that Chu Huandong was trying to pass the buck. She knew Chu Huandong's ability.

, even after leaving there, it is still easy to get some information.

The man who kept saying that he loved her no longer was useless. Wang Zhangzhu gritted his teeth and smiled slightly: "I want to meet Niuniu."

"Okay, I have a meeting later. I'm responsible for bringing Niuniu here for a little tryst." Chu Huandong seemed to be really busy with something. He looked at his watch and stood up, "You should have a good rest.

Mrs. Song's final dark era." Her deep voice contained no emotion.

No need to stress it anymore, stop calling me Mrs. Song!

Wang Zhangzhu was so stimulated that he almost wanted to shout, "Don't worry, Chu Huandong, I won't have any wishful thinking anymore!"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Chu." Wang Zhangzhu kept maintaining the same posture. The only thing was that his fists under the quilt were squeezed tighter and tighter, and his nails turned completely white.

I was so naive. I thought that Chu Huandong picking me up would be equivalent to rebuilding with me. I didn't think about it carefully. He was in a coma and critically ill for three days. He was not in a hurry and didn't pick him up in person. In fact, he had already

I gave myself a hint, but I was still dreaming innocently.

This cold man finally stopped pampering and doting on her. At this time, he returned to his natural indifference and arrogance. He called her Mrs. Song and completely expelled her from his world.

Chu Huandong smiled and took Xiaoyou out together. As soon as he walked out of the door of the ward, all the smiles on his face faded, and his handsome face was filled with ferocious resentment, which made people run cold down their spines.

"Let's contact the doctor again and ask them to give her the best medicine and arrange the best medical staff to take care of her."

"Well, I understand." Xiaoyou also automatically retracted her arm on Chu Huandong's arm. She was very smart and knew that people like Chu Huandong could not be forced or exploited.

Wang Zhangzhu's chest felt like a mouthful of blood. Watching Chu Huandong and Xiaoyou leave, she slowly got out of bed, refused the escort of the special nurse, and walked into the bathroom alone.

She washed her hands slowly, then turned the shower head to the maximum, masked by the sound of water, she began to cry unbridled.

In the mist, she wiped her tears, Wang Zhangzhu, why are you crying? It was you who left him first and betrayed him first. Why does your heart still hurt and you still cry?

But she just couldn't restrain her tears from falling. In the past two days, she lost her father and her child, but she never cried. She always thought that there was a warm and reliable embrace waiting for her ahead.

, there is someone who loves her extremely, waiting to comfort her. She can lean on those strong arms and cry so hard that her heart breaks.

But now, Chu Huandong used his words and actions to clearly tell her, don't come near me!

Wang Zhangzhu knew that Chu Huandong was emotionally obsessed with germs, and guessed that Chu Huandong might have misunderstood him and Song Liangyu, but now that he had Xiaoyou, was there any use in explaining it himself?

The child is gone, so what facts can you use to talk to him?

Now that she has lost the aura of the eldest lady of the Wang family, she has nothing. She is like a bereaved dog, relying on others. Wang Zhangzhu feels deeply inferior, so she chases Chu Huandong at this moment, forcing Chu Huandong to explain, praying for him to share his love with her.

She can't do it herself!

Wang Zhangzhu cried bitterly, washed up, and came out of the bathroom. After that, he sat on the bed and stared out the window in a daze. There were many French plane trees planted in the hospital. At this moment, the branches were shrouded in thick green. This is a strange city with hot weather all year round.

, making her feel no warmth at all.

In the afternoon, Xiaoyou brought Niu Niu over. After not seeing each other for a few months, Niu Niu became more and more promising and grew taller. "Niu Niu!" Wang Zhangzhu couldn't help but burst into tears again when she saw the child.

"Mom!" Niu Niu cheered and threw herself into Wang Zhangzhu's arms. When she saw Wang Zhangzhu crying, her eyes turned red.

Wang Zhangzhu tried hard to control her emotions and hold back the tears in her eyes. She could not show weakness in front of her children, "Niuniu, how are you living here? Are you used to it? How are the teachers and classmates here..."

As expected, Niu Niu's attention was successfully diverted. She put away her aggrieved and sad look, and began to talk to Wang Zhangzhu about her new school, new teachers, and new classmates with a smile...

Seeing her daughter, Wang Zhangzhu's fatigue and depression were relieved a lot. She hugged her daughter and the two talked in detail about what happened after they parted.


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