Live to Ripe Old Age with Him/C5 It was you who forced zhou qing away
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C5 It was you who forced zhou qing away

He Xiao did not even glance at An Ran and was about to leave. He Xiao did not notice An Ran's obstruction at all. Currently, An Ran only needed one finger to roll her over and crush her to death.

Seeing He Xiao about to walk over, An Ran clenched her teeth and pounced in He Xiao's direction.

In the next second, she felt a sharp pain coming from her chest and fell to the ground.

He Xiao paused for a moment. Although he had kicked him, he did not expect An Ran to charge him without any brakes.

However, that heartache did not last for long. The sound of a siren could be heard from outside. The driver was already waiting outside. He Xiao walked past An Ran.

By the time He Xiao had rushed to the location found by the assistant, the room was already empty.

The only thing left on the table was a cell phone and a letter.

'Xiao Xiao, I'm leaving. Thank you for taking care of me for such a long time. I originally thought that we would be able to overcome all of our hardships together, but I still fell behind. "I don't blame you for your choice. You deserve to be someone better, but I have no way of accepting my lover as someone else's husband. Don't look for me, I will live in a place where you can't find me."

He Xiao's letter fell from his hands. His eyes were devoid of emotion as he looked at the assistant who had followed him.

Who told Zhou Qing about my marriage? "Ahh!" He had traded his marriage for Zhou Qing's health, but who would have thought that his price would be losing the woman he loved the most.

The assistant lowered her head and looked at the cellphone on the table. Then, she turned it on and was momentarily stunned when she saw the last record. She handed the phone over to He Xiao.

"Director He."

He Xiao took it and recognized the phone number with just a glance.

"An Ran, you bitch." The cellphone in his hand was about to be crushed by He Xiao. It was indeed her. It was indeed her.

After He Xiao left, An Ran slid to the ground. She had not expected that a few decades of childhood sweethearts would not even match up to a single piece of news from Zhou Qing.

She used her body to prop herself up, and the blood on her legs began to flow and dry.

Supporting herself with washing up, An Ran lifted her leg and went upstairs. She went back to He Xiao's room. She was too tired and wanted to take a rest.

But when she twisted the door to He Xiao's room, she discovered that it was closed.

When it was time for the nanny to go to work and she saw An Ran on the second floor, she shouted sharply, "Miss An, there's no room for you here. You should go back to your own home."

Others might not know about it, but the nanny knew about the relationship between An Ran and He Xiao.

But so what? Director He didn't put her in his eyes at all. Otherwise, how could he not be willing to give An Ran even a bit of room in his own home.

An Ran remained silent for a while, then dragged his tired body out of the He family.

He Xiao kept her word. Other than that marriage certificate, he really didn't want to give her anything.

As soon as he returned to his villa, An Ran, who was extremely tired, heard a cell phone ring.

She impatiently picked up the call and heard Assistant He Xiao's voice on the other end.

"Miss An, Director He is waiting for you at night."

An Ran's sleepiness immediately woke up.

The Night Tower was a high-class nightclub. In other words, the KTV that the rich went to was not much different from those that were priced at the same price as the decorations.

An Ran arrived at her destination half an hour later. She was wearing a body training suit and her hair was tied up in a bun. She looked like a completely different person compared to the previous delicate and weak An Ran.

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