Huo Lang stroked his forehead. Sometimes women are so perceptive that they are like equipped with antennas. "Actually, I only heard people talking about Huo Xu and Song Rong. They often have dinners with Ning Lexia outside recently. I don't know anything else.

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"When a man faces his old lover, he doesn't avoid her and rushes to get close to her. Sooner or later, he will cheat on her," Jiang Qingxin bit her lip, her throat sore, "I don't want my child to be without a father."

"Okay," Huo Lang restarted the car.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Qingba.

Jiang Qingxin opened the car door and walked out.

"Wait for me." Huo Lang was really afraid that something was wrong with her stomach, so he quickly chased after her.

She walked upstairs and pushed open the boxes one by one until she reached the fourth one. She saw a man and a woman hugging each other on the sofa. The man was tall and handsome and it was Huo Xu. His whole head was buried in Ning Lexia's chest.

Inside, Ning Lexia held his head and stroked it gently.

When the door was pushed open forcefully, both of them were startled.

Jiang Qingxin watched this scene motionless, her stomach churning with discomfort.

I want to vomit, I really want to vomit.

This is the man she loves deeply, but he is leaning on another woman.

Yes, she admitted that he had never let go of Ning Lexia. He could no longer love her, but could he consider his child?

Anger welled up from his chest, and Jiang Qingxin walked over quickly.

Ning Lexia quickly pushed Huo Xu away, "Are you Ah Xu's wife? It's not what you saw..."

Jiang Qingxin picked up the drink on the table and poured it on her face.

"Ah." Ning Lexia screamed.

Huo Xu, who was leaning on the sofa, still had severe pain in his head. During the treatment, he was suddenly reminded of the painful memories of his childhood. When he was desperate and helpless, he was suddenly awakened by a scream.

His eyes regained clarity, and what he saw was Ning Lexia's head, face, and body being wet and in a state of wretchedness. Jiang Qingxin was holding a goblet in her hand, and her face was filled with anger.

"What are you doing?" He stood up quickly and glared at her.

Ning Lexia quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Axu, don't rush in. She didn't mean to splash me. I feel like she misunderstood us."

Jiang Qingxin's eyes fell on the arm she was holding on to Huo Xu, which was so dazzling that her eyes turned red.

What a misunderstanding.

Every word of "Axu" sounds so affectionate.

"You are Ning Lexia, right?" Jiang Qingxin looked at her indifferently, with sharp eyes, "I always thought that my husband's first love was so pure and kind-hearted, but it turned out that with that kind of person, he was pitiful in front of him, but the years were quiet and peaceful, and he was attacking behind his back.

Scheming women are no different."

Ning Lexia's pretty face suddenly turned pale, "You really misunderstood. I was just treating Huo Xu."

"Cure?" Jiang Qingxin smiled, "Why didn't you say that his illness can only be cured by your bed skills."

"That's enough." Huo Xu stood up with an ugly expression.

He was still feeling very uncomfortable, but there was only the buzzing sound of Jiang Qingxin in his ears, which made his head hurt, and his mood increased, "Jiang Qingxin, I asked you to have a good pregnancy at home, but you ended up late at night

They came out to take action again and cursed people. Are you done with it?"

Jiang Qingxin was in disbelief.

It was obvious that he was cuddling with other women behind his back.

On the other hand, if I don't feel ashamed, let alone being panicked, I still blame her.


Chapter completed!