Chapter 100: Maybe It's Just a Misunderstanding

Gu Ting's tone was almost humble, and he carefully tugged at Qiao An'an's sleeve, like a puppy begging for forgiveness for something wrong.

"Property?" Qiao Anan sneered, "Mr. Gu, I was pregnant with a child at that time, if it weren't for my special physique, and the impact of beating it on my body would be greater, I wouldn't have come to you." I've been tormenting every night and every month with you these months. I just need to get what I deserve, and the rest, it doesn't mean anything to me. Even if it's your life, it's none of my business. ”

Qiao An'an's every sentence was a sharp knife, piercing Gu Ting's heart, Gu Ting's lips became more and more pale, and his voice was hoarse: "An An...... You made me die to understand what I did wrong. ”

Qiao Anan didn't expect Gu Ting to have the courage to ask such a thing: "What did you do wrong?" Gu Ting, on the day I gave birth, you promised me that I would accompany the whole process, what was the result? ”

Qiao An'an's tear ducts were out of control again, her suppressed emotions gushed out, and she yelled at Gu Ting: "As a result, which woman did you go with?" Gu Ting, I will never believe you again. ”

Qiao An'an shook off Gu Ting's hand stiffly, leaving the stiff Gu Ting standing in place, speechless.

After Qiao An'an returned to the room, she began to pack her luggage, what was there in the Gu family manor that was Qiao An'an's things? There is little that belongs to her except herself.

The clothes and bags in the wardrobe were bought by Gu Ting, and the food she used was bought by Gu Ting.

She looked at Gu Ting's bed, and her mood was low again, countless nights, Gu Ting woke up on this bed, accompanied her to the toilet, or made her supper.

A person like Gu Ting, serving Qiao An'an throughout her pregnancy, and even doing everything herself, is actually not an easy thing to do. But Gu Ting did it.

Obviously, they are going to live happily ever after...... Why did Gu Ting turn his back on her?

She would rather believe that Gu Ting had a hard time, but Gu Ting had so many opportunities to explain to her, and Gu Ting didn't say anything.

Jo Anan flipped through the bedside table, and finally found the two cards that belonged to her-

There were two business cards with phones, one was Ran Yueyuan's and the other was Mu Yan's.

The former is the woman Gu Ting left to accompany her on the night of her birth, and the latter said that he knew his true life experience.

Qiao Anan hesitated again and again, but still gave herself and Gu Ting a buffer room, since Gu Ting had a hard time and couldn't say anything, then ...... Maybe she could know something from Ran Yueyuan's side.

The phone went through quickly.

Qiao Anan didn't speak, but Ran Yueyuan seemed to have a heart with her, and she actually knew that this call was made by Qiao Anan.

"Joan'an, it's you, right?"

Qiao An'an took a deep breath and was about to ask, "...... Ran Yueyuan?"

But he was interrupted by Ran Yueyuan: "I know what you want to ask me, do you want to ask, when you were giving birth, was Gu Ting on my side?" ”

"......," Joan Ann was silent.

"Joan Ann, don't you think you're funny? You have seen the photos, just when you were experiencing the pain of childbirth, Gu Ting was by my side. Why don't you want to believe it? Or do you want to make a fool of yourself. ”

Qiao Anan also felt stupid, she saw the photo that Ran Yueyuan sent her with Gu Ting's mobile phone, the evidence was conclusive, why did she have to ask again.

Why the hell is she doing this!

That's because she still likes Gu Ting! I also hope that there is room to turn around with Gu Ting!

Qiao Anan felt that she was really cheap, she obviously said that it was just a contract with Gu Ting, just a fake marriage, she still couldn't help but fall in love with him, and even left her dignity behind at this time, just to seek the truth.

But maybe...... Is it really just a misunderstanding?

Qiao An'an clenched her hands, her nails digging deep into her flesh: "Gu Ting, he ...... Isn't there any problem? ”