obsessed with love

Chapter 235 Fighting with the person you love the most

Chapter 235 Fighting with the person you love the most
After Gu Lan finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Qiao Anming, and even smiled: "Anming, Mom heard from Assistant Peng that you had hired a lawyer before. In fact, you had already planned to take custody of the child. Why did you keep hiding it? Me and Mom? Anyway, Ms. Du is married now, and I heard that the other party's conditions are good, so you can let it go beautifully, don't delay her!"

Qiao Anming didn't know which play Gu Lan was acting in.

Anyway, she was uncertain, and the thoughts in her mind were wave after wave, and it was already difficult to figure it out.

"Gu Lan, we only talk about children today!"

"Okay, then let's talk about the child!" Gu Lan turned to look at Aunt Qin again: "Aunt Qin, take the child down!"

"Don't come over!" When Du Ruo heard that she was coming to pick up the child, she bent down a few more times, almost huddled in the corner, "Qiao Anming, tell her not to come over, I won't give the child to Qiao Anming if I die. Family, don't force me!"

"It's not up to you! Give the baby to me, don't be heartbroken if you cry badly!" Aunt Qin eagerly wanted to hug her again, but Du Ruo turned around and dodged to the side, came out from the corner, and stood directly. When he reached the center of the bedroom, he stepped back step by step, shrinking towards the door.

Ren Peiyin is very clever, she doesn't open her mouth to snatch the child, because she is afraid that Qiao Anming will hold grudges, but she pays attention to the door, lest Du Ruo run out...

The whole room was like a net, and Du Ruo was trapped in the center of the net.

Finally, I finally stopped crying, and everyone in the room insisted on it.

Gu Lan looked at Du Ruo, and Du Ruo looked at Qiao Anming.

Wrong feelings are like tying the wrong thread, there must be one party who is determined to cut it off!

"Don't force me, it's useless for you to find a lawyer. I don't care about the house, I just want it! Qiao Anming, you let me take it away, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future, and we will never communicate with each other!"

Du Ruo's fighting spirit was completely shattered by Qiao Anming's appearance, so he could only hold on to his prayers.

Qiao Anming couldn't make up his mind.

Hearing the news that Du Ruo married Mo Youting before, he thought that he had finally found a reason to break up with this woman, but now that she said this himself, he flinched again.

"I just want to ask you, why did you marry Mo Youting?"

"It's not your business, but even if I get married, I won't give up!"

"I'm sorry, I can't watch my son call someone else's father." Every time Qiao Anming thought about it, his heart ached.

From then on, Du Ruo belonged to someone else, and he would stand by another man's side to accompany him day and night. Qiao Anming fought for this point, but the final result was that he couldn't change it because he could do nothing, but he had to fight for the child.

There is hostility in him, and he has always had it, otherwise it would be impossible to make Sheng'an so big.

The tenderness and love for Du Ruo in the past was because he regarded her as his own woman. Now this woman has married someone else and betrayed him. He used twelve points of courage to resist the pain and despair in his heart, but the child's He won't give up even a single step, otherwise he's just useless!

"Both Yu Chu and Lawyer Yin have talked to you, and you have read the agreement. You should already know what I mean. Don't try to litigate, you can't win, don't waste your experience."

Qiao Anming clenched his fist slightly and clenched his knuckles with his thumb, forcing himself to speak soberly and indifferently.

Du Ruo smiled, like a fool, thinking that smiling can hold back the tears from streaming out, but it doesn't work at all.

Wept so badly that I couldn't even stand up.

"That is to say...every word in the agreement has been approved by you? You have exchanged a villa, so what about me? What is the time we are together?"

Gu Lan pressed her chest, her face turned pale.

Xiaosan asked her husband these words, how should she respond as a wife?
Fortunately, Qiao Anming was indifferent to the end: "It's meaningless to ask these questions now. Leave the child behind. I will transfer the household registration as soon as possible. You don't have to marry into the Mo family with a dragging bottle. As you said just now, We will have nothing to do with each other in the future, and we will never communicate with each other!"

Du Ruo was crying in a trance.

The setting sun shines in through the curtains and shines on Du Ruo's face.

The sun was about to set, and the golden light pierced her eyes.

She couldn't see Qiao Anming's cold face clearly, and she couldn't understand what she said.

It just suddenly occurred to me that it was so difficult to say the beginning at the beginning, but now it is so easy to say the end?

Qiao Anming didn't look at Du Ruo's face, and buried his head slightly, looking at the pattern of the blanket on the ground.

Ren Peiyin knows her son best, Qiao Anming is cruel now, it doesn't mean he won't change his mind in a few minutes, so he hastened to show off to Aunt Qin.

When Aunt Qin went up, she pulled Du Ruo's arm.

"My uncle's words are so clear, how long are you going to pester me? Give me the child, hurry up..."

Du Ruo was in a trance for a while, and was almost let go by Aunt Qin's rush.

Fortunately, she was awakened by the sound of crying, and her mother instinctively hugged her arms and shoulders tightly.

"Let go...get off...let go!" She yelled continuously, her voice was sharp and hasty, she was pushed by Aunt Qin, and she hugged her and bumped into the carved tatami handrail.

Pain, bones pounding, more awake.

All the blood burst out, burning away all reason and thinking.

"Qiao Anming, tell them to let go!" She yelled defensively, her fingers frantically scratched the back of her head a few times, and she held the hairpin in her hand.

Aunt Qin was frightened.

"Bitch, what are you doing with that thing?"

Du Ruo stood up straight and put the sharp end of the hairpin against his neck.

The main artery jumped up and down because of her intense breathing.

"Qiao Anming, I know that I can't win you in a lawsuit. You are rich and powerful, and you have caught a lot of flaws in me. But let me tell you for the last time, if you want to fight for custody, you must die !"

She bit the last four words fiercely, with tears in her eyes, and her eyes, which had been washed by tears, were shiny.

Qiao Anming was not breathing, and his eyes moved from Du Ruo's face to the hairpin, which was something he gave Du Ruo.

Antique goods, the tail of the hairpin is the body of a peacock, and two red agates.

He still remembers the scene at that time, he was wearing a hairpin for her, and she happily turned around and asked if it looked good?

At that time, I felt that time was sweet, soaked in honey.

But now, she is holding the hairpin and pressing it against her neck, threatening him!

"Du Ruo, put that thing down!" Qiao Anming tried to keep his tone calm.

Du Ruo quit, hugged it with one hand, and held the hairpin even tighter with the other.

"I'll say it again, put that thing down!!!" This time he yelled lonelyly, and when he yelled, he started to cry again.

Ren Peiyin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, she pulled the security guard beside her and cursed: "What are you doing standing there, are you here to watch the show?"

As soon as the security guard heard this, he hurried forward to hold the child as well.

Du Ruo didn't want to let go, and the strength in his hands increased. The tip of the hairpin pressed against the skin to draw a mark, and soon bright red blood streaks appeared.

"Tell them to back off!" she shouted.

Qiao Anming's gaze was fixed on the bloodstain on her neck, her fair skin was bright red.

Further down, her collarbone, her chest, her beating heart.

With every ups and downs, Qiao Anming's heart tightened.

"Call them, back off!" Du Ruo yelled again, approaching Qiao Anming.

Everyone in the room was terrified and didn't dare to move any more. They watched Du Ruo hold the hairpin and stick it in front of Qiao Anming.

All affection was wiped out at this moment, and she was going to be forced to die in the end, so she was still afraid that he would fail.

"Qiao Anming, you should understand my character and say what you say! You let me take you back, and don't bother me from now on, otherwise, I will go here and stab..."

She spoke extremely slowly, almost touching Qiao Anming's chin, and all the breath she exhaled got into his nose.

Still those long, seductive eyes.

For so many days and nights, they were tender and lingering. She lay under him, panting softly, and shouted: "Old Qiao..."

If he knew that there would be such a day, it would be better for him to die by her side earlier.

"Okay..." Qiao Anming almost laughed out loud, "Okay, you're finally smart enough to know that I can't bear you..."

"No, if I was smart, I wouldn't let myself fall into this situation, so I'm not smart, I'm desperate! You figure it out, I can't beat you, and I really have nothing, only this life left! It's just that I've grown up to fight with life and money, but I didn't expect that one day I would fight with you!"

In the days and nights that followed, Qiao Anming would always think of Du Ruo's appearance at that time, tightening his hairpin and gnashing his teeth.

The eyes are obviously full of tears, but the eyes are full of cold hardness, the kind of despair and grief, the hardness that can destroy everything!

At that time, I stopped crying, and stared at the hairpin in Du Ruo's hand flickeringly.

Everyone in the room held their breath, except for Du Ruo's suppressed crying.

Qiao Anming stared at Du Ruo's face fixedly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word from between his teeth.

"go!"

Du Ruo didn't hear clearly, or it was because she couldn't believe it.

Qiao Anming lowered his head slightly, stopped looking at her, and repeated it again.

"Take the child, let's go!"

Du Ruo paused for a second to breathe, and it seemed that something in his heart was being tormented. Because of the pain, he woke up. After waking up, he hugged her and ran outside.

It's almost like running for your life.

When Du Ruo ran past the door, he accidentally rubbed Qiao Anming's shoulder, and Qiao Anming swayed in the instant shoulder rubbing. Before he could stand still, a series of messy footsteps came down the stairs. ...

Everyone in the room was still immersed in the sudden situation just now, but it was Ren Peiyin who reacted first and shouted at Aunt Qin and the security guard.

"Let's go, hurry up and chase!"

Only then did the people in the room rush out clamorously, and Xiao Zhang stood at the door desperately trying to stop them.

Aunt Qin was very angry, she grabbed Xiao Zhang's clothes and scolded: "What are you meddling with, if you let that woman take the child away today, I will never end with you!"

Seeing that she was about to start again, Ren Peiyin went up to help Aunt Qin, and a lot of people were pushing and shoving to squeeze out.

Qiao Anming stood there all the time, without looking back, just yelled a few words from his chest: "Let her go, no one is allowed to chase her!"

Maybe it was because the accident happened too fast, or maybe Qiao Anming's roar was too powerful, but it was shocking at the time anyway.

Qiao Anming turned around in the short silence, lowered his eyes, and walked out of the bedroom.

Ren Peiyin paused for a few seconds, and immediately chased Qiao Anming out, her voice began to cry: "My grandson, how could you let that woman take my grandson away..."

It seemed to be windy outside.

The windows at the top of the corridor were left open, and the wind blew up the paintings on the walls.

Clap...the sound of the painting scroll hitting the wall.

A long and painful farce, only the sound of the wind was left at the end.

All the people in the room left like clowns, leaving Gu Lan alone.

Her heart that was riddled with holes visibly trembled again, because if she read correctly, Qiao Anming's eye circles seemed to be red the second he turned around just now.

As far as he could remember, Qiao Anming had never had red eyes.

A few years ago, when Gu Zhengmao passed away, Gu Lan almost died of crying, and his eyes didn't turn red.

It seemed that he really had a crush on her.

Gu Lan turned around and looked at the group photo on the cabinet, suddenly feeling a little scared.

Du Ruo almost ran out of Qiao Zhai in one breath.

Rush onto the road, into a taxi, and then into the ticket hall of the bus station...

Du Ruo wanted to buy a ticket to go back to Tongcheng overnight, but because it was too late, the last bus had already left the station.

Mo Youting still drove over and found Du Ruo in the nursery in the waiting hall.

She hugged her and sat in the corner, with her head tilted low, her black and dense hair hanging down to cover most of her face.

Liao had already fallen asleep, wrapped in Du Ruo's coat, and Du Ruo was only wearing a thin sweater.

Mo Youting thought she was asleep too, so he gently pushed her shoulder.

"Du Ruo, wake up..."

The person in the chair didn't move.

Mo Youting realized something was wrong, squatted down to look at her face, and took a deep breath.

"Du Ruo...how did you make yourself like this?"

The lip was bitten by her, there were scratches on the face, the front of the sweater with the buttons torn off was open, and there was an obvious bloodstain on the neck.

The blood stains solidified, and looked a little startling on the fair skin.

Mo Youting vaguely guessed something: "Did they attack you?" After speaking, he grabbed Du Ruo's hand distressedly.

With the cold back of his hand, he was still holding the hairpin in his palm.

As soon as Mo Youting touched her, she jumped up like a frightened rabbit, tightly clenched her hairpin, her gaze was dull, and she held it to her chest...

Mo Youting was so frightened by her sudden movement that he fell back and propped his hands on the ground before he spoke: "Du Ruo, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Du Ruo come to his senses, his chest was heaving and heaving, it was trembling caused by shortness of breath.

Everything I experienced in Qiao's residence just now was like a nightmare.

She was still in shock, and it was inevitable that she was a little emotionally upset.

Mo Youting didn't ask too many questions, he only found out about being carried away after receiving a call from Aunt Ding.

I can guess that the ones who took away must be the Qiao family.

Du Ruo came to Chongzhou alone, and Mo Youting called her all afternoon, but she didn't answer any of them.

Du Ruo didn't answer his call until 8 o'clock in the evening.

Where is she?
She simply replied at the Chongzhou bus station.

At that time, Mo Youting only felt that Du Ruo's voice on the phone was a bit hoarse, but only after seeing her now did he know that she must have experienced a painful "fight" just now.

"Okay, it's okay, Du Ruo, sit down first..." Mo Youting held her arm and coaxed her to sit down first.

Du Ruo didn't struggle, didn't speak, and sat in the chair obediently, but his face still had that detached expression.

"Are you hungry? Shall I buy you something to fill your stomach?"

"..." Du Ruo didn't speak.

"I came by car, take you back first?"

"..." She still didn't answer.

Mo Youting glanced at the hairpin she was holding tightly in her hand, and then at the scar on her neck, her throat tightened.

"Du Ruo, fell asleep after falling asleep, your arms must be sore after hugging for so long, can I hug you for a while?"

"No, no... I'll hold it myself."

This time Du Ruo finally reacted, but the reaction was a bit too intense, and he wrapped his hands around his chest in horror.

The little guy was sleeping soundly, and when Du Ruo hugged him like this, he stretched out his little hand out of his coat with some reluctance, and was moaning about making trouble.

Seeing that the child was about to cry, Mo Youting could only withdraw his hand: "Okay, I won't hug, I won't hug...You hug, can you hug yourself?"

He had already seen that Du Ruo was stimulated, so he simply followed her wishes.

Seeing Mo Youting shrink back, Du Ruo stared at him for a few seconds, probably regained his composure, paused, and said, "I'm sorry..."

This hoarse, sorry, made Mo Youting feel even more distressed.

"I'm fine, I'm worried about you like this." Mo Youting sat down beside her helplessly, and reached out to put all the hair behind her ears for her.

Du Ruo's entire face was exposed, frighteningly white, bloodless, except for lumpy redness on his lower lip.

Mo Youting held his breath all the time, and unconsciously touched the scar on her neck with his fingers.

"Does it still hurt?"

Du Ruo shrank back subconsciously, avoiding his hand, and shook his head: "Fortunately, it's not deep."

"How did you get hurt here?"

"I made it myself."

"..."

Mo Youting probably guessed it, and glanced at the hairpin in her hand, feeling extremely angry.

"The Qiao family is going too far, they want to rob the child? Qiao Anming's idea? Du Ruo, wait, I will go to him to reason! I will beat him for you!" Mo Youting looked like he was going to fight with the Qiao family look.

Du Ruo held him back, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Don't go, Mo Youting, I'm a little tired, can you sit with me for a while..."

Chongzhou Long-distance Bus Station is very user-friendly, with a special nursery room open all night.

It should have been past midnight by then, and there was no one else in the nursery, so Du Ruo hugged her, and sat on the chair with Mo Youting side by side.

On the opposite side is a large floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window is the large square of the bus station.

It was late at night, and there were only a few travelers with suitcases in the square.

Above the night, the slanting moon hangs.

In the distance, there was some faint light, flickering and stopping, like fireworks.

Du Ruo hugged her, tilted her head slightly to one side, and pressed her face to her forehead.

She remained in that posture for a long time, with no expression on her face, and her undecided eyes just now were dead silent now.

But when her eyes touched the ball of fireworks in the distance, she suddenly turned around and asked Mo Youting.

"What lunar day is today?"

(End of this chapter)

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