Chapter 1267
His tone is always calm, but as long as he can distinguish carefully, he can also hear the concern in his tone.
Unfortunately, those in the game are obsessed.
Wei Jia's people were so confused that they couldn't distinguish these at all.
Wei Jiaren shook his head silently. He already had angel and didn't need her at all. It's time to leave.
"Can't I help you and Angie? Why don't you divorce? If you're worried about my father..."
"Wei Jia Ren!" Su Mo's eyes suddenly cooled down, "if I say, because I love you, do you believe it?"
Wei Jiaren looked at him in shock, and then his amazement gradually returned to calm over time.
The scene of angel's close embrace with him still lingers in her mind. How can she believe that he loves her?
The word love is really too superficial and too fragile.
Jiang Wenxuan used to love her, but in the end he chose her sister.
The word love is really too harsh.
"Su Mo, don't be kidding. After you leave the hospital, let's go and go through the divorce formalities. I'll explain to my father. You don't have to be embarrassed."
Su Mo looked at her coldly. His eyes were strange and even with a faint anger.
His feelings turned out to be just a joke in her eyes.
"You go out." Su Mo turned around and threw out three words indifferently.
Wei Jiaren's lips moved, but his voice choked in his throat.
She stood still for a while, then turned indifferently, pushed the door silently and left——
Because Su Mo's situation was still unstable, she didn't dare to go far. Instead, she sat down on the bench in the corridor. It was a whole night. It was fine during the day.
At night, the corridor was empty and cold, and the temperature was very low. She sat on the bench shivering, and her lips were purple with cold.
Wei Jiaren stretched out his hand and pressed his stomach.
These days she has no appetite and hardly eats anything, so she has a stomach disease and the pain makes her face white.
The nurse advised several times, but she refused to go back to rest. Finally, the head nurse couldn't see it anymore and took a quilt for her.
Wei Jiaren hugged the quilt tightly to keep warm, and his body was huddled on the cold bench.
Finally, she was really too tired and sleepy. She also slept slowly in such a cold environment.
She woke up from her sleep with a force. She rubbed her eyes hard and saw Wen Heng standing in front of her with a joking smile on her lips.
"I said, Mrs. Su, how did you fall into this field? Isn't the VIP ward the standard of two rooms, one living room and one bathroom? How long have I not been to the hospital and when have the standards been reduced?"
At this time, there were tears of grievance on Wei Jiaren's cheeks, which looked pitiful.
She quickly stood up with the quilt in her arms, with a lukewarm look and no trace of embarrassment.
"You're here. Go in and see him. I'll get you breakfast." Wei Jiaren said and left in high heels.
Behind her, Wen Heng gently shrugged his shoulders with a strange expression.
Wen Heng pushed open the door. Su Mo in the ward had already woke up and was staring at the ceiling.
"What are you doing here?" Su Mo kept his eyes fixed and only moved his thin lips a few times.
Wen Heng sat down carelessly on the bedside chair and joked, "come and see if you're dead?"
"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Su Mo replied coldly.