Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

An Ran sneered and asked He Yifeng: "Excuse me, Young Master He, what kind of woman am I?"

He Yifeng seemed to be waiting for her to ask this question, and immediately replied: "Of course she is an unscrupulous woman, a woman who earns her living by prostitution..."

"Keep your mouth clean!" An Ran said angrily.

"Oh," He Yifeng laughed mockingly: "If you are afraid that others will say that you are unclean, first ask yourself whether the things you did were clean or not!"

An Ran stopped talking nonsense with him, and turned around to find a chair to carry over.

He Yifeng had suffered from her, and the sneer on his face disappeared immediately, as if he was facing a big enemy: "An Anran... you still dare to fight... I am not afraid of you, I just disdain to fight with women!"

An Ran didn't listen to him, and insisted on swinging the chair to his forehead, but fortunately, his colleagues stopped him.

President Xu quickly came over and scolded He Yifeng: "What's the matter with you! You can't remember why you were fired last time! You dare to do anything to An Ran, a life-and-death thing! Don't think that your sister can do whatever she wants as Young Master Nie's woman ..."

An Ran couldn't listen anymore, she threw the chair in her hand onto He Yifeng's feet.

"Ouch!" He Yifeng kept jumping with one foot in his arms.

He Wenwen seemed to be frightened, she cried out loudly, and begged: "An Ran, if you hate me for stealing Young Master Nie's favor, just attack me instead of doing anything to my brother! He has no evil intentions, he just talks It's a bit straight, if he offends you unintentionally, I apologize on his behalf, please..."

"Slap!" An Ran slapped her.In the silence, she only said to her: "This slap is the price you paid me for losing my job!"

After all, she turned around and left without looking back.

An Ran walked out of the orchestra, and heard the frying pan-like discussion sound coming from behind her again.Without stopping, she knew she would never be able to return to work in the orchestra.

She was in a terrible mood. After getting into the car, she only said a word to the old horse to drive, and she no longer had the slightest strength.

As the car moved, she stared blankly at the busy traffic outside the window, only feeling that her chest was constricted so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

Bao Yuanqing called, but An Ran hung up.

After a while, Lao Ma also received a call. "...Okay sir, return to Longhu Villa now."

An Ran's eyes moved, realizing that it might be Bao Yuanqing who told Nie Qingyu what happened to the orchestra.

A wry smile formed on the corner of her lips.I still remember that when Bao Yuanqing first divorced, he was the most vehemently opposed to reuniting with Nie Qingyu.But now, Bao Yuanqing has become a camera placed by Nie Qingyu's side.

This is what Nie Qingyu is capable of.As long as he thinks, there is always a way to grasp anyone's dead point to achieve any purpose he wants.

Competing with this man, she never seemed to win.

The old horse drove back to Longhu Manor, and when An Ran got out of the car, Nie Qingyu was already waiting there.

An Ran didn't stop when she passed by him, as if she didn't see him.

"Stop!" Nie Qingyu shouted coldly.

An Ran's stubborn temper came up, but she ignored it.

In the next second, Nie Qingyu made a move.

An Ran knew his tactics: warn her verbally first, and if she is disobedient, he will take action next.

There was no room for her to resist at all, and she was restrained by him.

An Ran fell into his arms, but she didn't continue to struggle, she knew that all her resistance was futile in front of him.She opened her angry clear eyes and asked the man angrily: "You put He Wenwen in the orchestra to trouble me!"

Does he have to deprive her of all her dignity and freedom!

Nie Qingyu frowned, anger flashed in his deep black eyes, and he denied it in a cold voice: "I want to tease you and it takes so much trouble!"

"Isn't it you!" An Ran's anger was not appeased by his denial, on the contrary, she became more and more furious. "If it wasn't for you to provoke He Wenwen with three tricks and four tricks, how could she deliberately go to the orchestra to target me!"

She was very angry when she thought of the way her colleagues looked at her, especially when the child in her womb was misunderstood as an illegitimate child. She almost had the urge to open someone's head.

Nie Qingyu didn't feel guilty at all, on the contrary he justly sneered coldly: "He Wenwen targeted you for He Yifeng's sake! Speaking of which, you provoked He Yifeng first and caused all these troubles, you have to suffer on your own!"

Very good, this man has also learned to throw the pot away!

With nowhere to vent her anger, An Ran lowered her head to bite his big hand that was holding her.

"An Ran, are you a dog!" Nie Qingyu didn't expect her to bite someone.

"Let go of me! I want a divorce!" An Ran was on the verge of getting angry, unable to calm down no matter what. "I want to divorce you!"

She can't forgive the shame he brought her!Even if she knew that there was something wrong with his mind, she had had enough!

"Crazy enough!" Nie Qingyu simply picked her up by the waist, and scolded in a cold voice: "If you dare to hurt the child, I will kill you!"

Under the watch of the bodyguards, An Ran was forcefully carried into the villa by Nie Qingyu.

Nie Qingyu sat on the sofa with her in his arms, and ordered Aunt Liu to make stomach nourishing tea for her.

"I won't drink, and I won't eat either! If you don't get a divorce, I'll go on a hunger strike..." Thinking of the humiliation she had suffered, An Ran trembled with anger, and her resentment towards men deepened in her heart.

The more hurt she experienced, the more completely her heart died.

Every pain, every shame, every humiliation was brought to her by this man!

Aunt Liu brought over steaming tea for nourishing the stomach and put it on the tea table.

Nie Qingyu restrained An Ran with one hand, picked up the tea with the other, and tasted the temperature himself.

"Don't do this!" An Ran was heartbroken, and finally couldn't help crying: "Don't think that if you give me a sweet date, I will forget everything! It's all because of you, the baby was misunderstood before it was born. It's an illegitimate child! You are not a qualified father, you are not worthy to be his father... Ah!"

Her wrist hurt, as if it was about to be crushed.

Nie Qingyu put down his teacup, narrowed his eyes dangerously and stared at her, with an uncertain tone: "Who do you think is worthy to be his father?"

An Ran didn't speak any more, but suppressed the crying of grievance.

This kind of silent sobbing is the most harmful to the body. Seeing her crying so hard that her throat was blocked, Nie Qingyu was agitated for a while. "It's not over, is it?"

"I...I want to vomit..." An Ran started to retch after finishing speaking.

Nie Qingyu quickly hugged her and got up, supported her with one hand, and patted her back with the other.

An Ran spat twice into the spittoon brought by Mrs. Liu, rinsed her mouth again, and lay limp in Nie Qingyu's arms, panting continuously.

Nie Qingyu's face was very ugly, he called Ahao over, and asked angrily, "How long was that He Yifeng lying in the hospital last time?"

Ah Hao thought about it carefully, and replied, "One month."

"Heh, I just jumped out of the hospital, and it seems to be a light blow." Nie Qingyu suppressed his anger, and ordered in a cold voice: "This time let him lie in the hospital for three months."

"Yes." Ah Hao replied.

"Wait," Nie Qingyu looked at the pale face of the woman in his arms, and couldn't help but speak angrily, "Ask He Wenwen, who gave her the courage to be so presumptuous! Then ask President Xu, how dare he let go?" If any Wenwen bullies An Ran, the president doesn't want to do it!"

Ah Hao glanced at him, and said slowly: "I have asked people to bring them here. If you have any questions, sir, you can ask them yourself."