Wei Jiaren was frozen in place, slightly raised his chin and smiled sarcastically. A cold tear slowly slipped into the corner of his lips, overflowing a bitter between his lips and teeth.
At this moment, Wei Jiaren felt that when he became the third party, he was the one between them.
It was during the standoff that the elevator door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and Su Mo came anxiously. He didn't even look at Wei Jia Ren. He squatted down and picked up Angela from the ground. She threw herself into his arms, crying even worse. Her little face was pale and looked very wronged.
"Mo, I can't lose you. If I didn't have you, I would die. I really would die..."
"I'm here. Don't be afraid of Angie. I won't leave you." Su Mo hugged her and comforted her softly.
At that moment, Wei Jiaren knew that she had completely lost.
She watched Su Mo leave with another woman in her arms, and the light in her eyes disappeared a little.
He said he would explain to her later, but she didn't think it was necessary.
Wei Jiaren's body leaned against the snow-white wall. She felt weak all over. Then, she fainted a little and fell into a corner.
She closed her eyes helplessly. The darkness drowned her in an instant. She heard the broken sound in the center of her chest.
This time, she thought, she really wanted to let go.
Too persistent, too worried about gain and loss, in fact, it is really painful.
Tears flowed down her cheeks without making money. She covered her lips with her hands to prevent her from crying.
Wei Jiaren buried his face in his knees, and his body trembled faintly. Even if she cried, she could only bear to cry like this.
The cell phone on the side suddenly buzzed, and Su Mo's name kept beating on the screen.
His voice was steady and dull, as always fascinating.
But Wei Jiaren clearly knew that it no longer belonged to him, or that it never belonged to him.
"Jia Ren, are you okay? Angie, did she hurt you?" Su Mo's voice was very calm, hiding all her worries and love.
"I'm fine. Don't worry." Wei Jiaren smiled faintly. Before Su Mo could say more, she hung up the phone directly and didn't give him a chance to talk again.
Looking down at her arm, the blood marks on her white skin and flesh are terrible. These are naturally angel's masterpieces.
Wei Jiaren smiled, but felt that there was nothing to cry. After all, no one hurt.
Just then, at the end of the corridor, a nurse came up, looked down at Wei Jiaren and said to her, "Dr. Wei, the rich lady who sent the emergency room last night wants to see you. She has woken up!"
"Is it Miss Shen who lives in VIP ward?" Wei Jiaren looked up at the nurse and asked.
The nurse nodded, "she seems to have quarreled with the man guarding her. I just passed by. I wanted to see how she was, but I heard her directly let the man roll at the door, but the man didn't dare to say a word. He just stood still and let the woman lose her temper."
Wei Jia Ren frowned slightly and hurriedly stood up from the ground.
Shen Qingqing's temper is harmless to herself and her children.
She has to stop it.
Wei Jiaren walked to the ward over there. When he came to the door of the ward, he heard Shen Qingqing's sharp and indifferent tone.
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