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Chapter 4 He Hasn't Signed(1/2)

Zhuo Jian tightened his heart and said a complete sentence after a while: "No, no!"

She just wanted to cut the mess quickly!

In fact, it was not only her urging, but Ruxiang was also a hint three times a day.

Even he himself didn't know what disease he had committed.

They have no real husband and wife. They say it clearly when they get married, and they should be straightforward when they get divorced.

But he has not signed the divorce agreement yet.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him, and she lowered her head more consciously after he got closer.

Fu Yanye looked at her upset: "I've been a little busy lately. How many days have you been waiting, huh?"

His tone had already shown that he was angry, and she nodded and dared not say anything again.

The wind blew up again, and the corners of her skirt rubbed against his suit trousers.

Fu Yanye subconsciously frowned, and Zhuo Jian immediately pressed down on his skirt: "Sorry!"

Fu Yanye found that she was too nervous and his eyebrows tightened even more. He didn't say anything and turned around to the car.

Zhuo Jian quietly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing him leave, hoping to finish the divorce with him soon.

In this way, she no longer has to worry about not being able to control her heart, right?

Not long after, the hospital also called her. After answering the call, the old lady quickly sent a driver to see her off.

Her mother received a painkiller injection, and she was already sleeping in the hospital bed when she went there.

In just three years, although her mother was thin when she left, she was at least 100 kilograms.

But now...

Illness will torture people to lose weight, while cancer will torture people to become unhealthy!

She suspected that she would not have 80 pounds!

Zhuo Jian sat in front of the hospital bed, thinking about what the doctor said to her.

"You must be prepared to leave at any time!"

“…”

Zhuo Jian's eyes were shining with tears, but the tears never fell.

Yes, she won't cry!

Her mother is still alive, what's the point of crying?

All stomach cancer was cured three years ago!

There will definitely be a miracle. Medicine is so developed now.

She has seen examples of defeating cancer and there are many more.

"daughter!"

Soon, the person on the hospital bed woke up and called her weakly.

"Mom, you're awake!"

Zhuo Jian grabbed her hand and leaned in front of her to make it easier for her to see herself clearly.

"Don't be afraid, everyone's final return will be death."

"mom!"

Zhuo Jian couldn't say anything else, but just grabbed her hand hard.

"My silly daughter, you can live well so that your mother can leave with peace of mind!"

"mom……"

She doesn't want to hear this!

She doesn't want to go back to life, she is alone in this world.

"Now tell mom, did Xiaoye file a divorce with you?"

"yes!"

Zhuo Jian knew that she could not hide it from her, so she sat down and had an open and honest conversation with her.

"Okay! My baby daughter is so good, are you still worried about not being able to find someone who loves her? Divorce is his loss!"

Zhuo's mother touched her daughter's face and said.

Zhuo Jian smiled: "Of course!"

"That's right! No matter when, you have to face it happily, huh?"

Zhuo's mother comforted her.

"Um!"

Zhuo Jian agreed obediently, but she knew in her heart that there were not so many things in this world that could be happy to face.

For example, her father jumped off a building, she fell in love with someone she shouldn't love, and her mother wanted to leave her.

Grandpa and grandma have also left long ago, and some so-called relatives have long since their mother and father divorced.

Later, Zhuo's mother fell asleep again, and Zhuo Jian was with her.

She even wanted her mother to stay for more years, even if it was painful.

She was so scared that she was left alone in the future.

She fell asleep in front of her mother's bed.

But she didn't expect that when she woke up early the next morning, she saw Fu Yanye.

Some staff members had already sent liquid food to the ward, and Zhuo's mother drove the two of them out to talk and drank the soup inside.

"Did you scare last night?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

He was five years older than her, and he spoke like a big brother when he asked her.

Zhuo Jian smiled: "How could I be that timid?"

"Next time I can ask me to accompany you!"

"We're all going to get divorced!"

"I'll watch you grow up, Zhuo Jian..."

"Sister Ruxiang won't be happy that you are getting close to me. She is in poor health. Don't worry her!"

Zhuo Jian looked inward after saying this.

Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes, "You are very sensible, but Ruxiang has also eaten the rice cooked by your mother, so I won't stand by."

"So are you taking care of my mother because of Sister Ruxiang?"

"Law you are my wife, and your family is my family."

"But not right away!"

Zhuo Jian was still very moved by this answer, but they did not matter soon.

Fu Yanye looked deep in the corridor and a nurse came over and moved in.

Zhuo Jian stood close to the wall, and suddenly his vision dimmed.

He looked down at her: "It will be the case in the future!"

Zhuo Jian raised his head and looked at him with clear eyes.

He really made her fascinated by seeing it.

With only a little distance between the two, he could clearly smell the perfume on her body and couldn't help asking her: "Have you not changed the brand for so many years?"

"I'm used to it!"

Zhuo Jian was stunned at first, but soon smelled the fragrance.

At this moment, she decided to quit!

Fu Yanye pondered for a moment and didn't say anything.

After a while, the people inside called them, and Zhuo Jian said, "You go! It's okay!"

“This is very rude!”

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he went into the ward first.

Zhuo Jian actually didn't want him to see her mother again, and he didn't want him to pretend to deal with her mother.

If a relationship is about to end, it will all end.

She likes what others say very much, and she will never interact with each other after breaking up.
To be continued...
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