Sweet Beauty

1269 Is It Because She’s Unreasonable, That’s Why She Can’t See How Good I Am To Her?

Han Cihui found a tray and put the noodles on it. Then he carefully went upstairs with the tray. When he reached the bedroom door, he held the tray in one hand and opened the door with the other.

“Qiulian, let’s eat noodles.” He placed the tray on the coffee table and poured two cups of hot water.

Jia Qiulian finally raised her head and looked at the noodles on the coffee table. She had been in a bad mood all day and had not eaten lunch.

Although she was not in the mood, she still had to work. It might be too late, but if she did not eat, she would not have the energy to finish her work

She got up from the bed and walked over to the sofa and sat down. Then she took the chopsticks and began to devour the food.

She ate as if she wanted to pour the whole bowl of noodles into her mouth at once.

Han Cihui felt his heart ache for her as he pushed the cup toward her. “Eat slower, no one will steal your food.”

Jia Qiulian did not even raise her head. “I am in a hurry.”

Han Cihui’s heart ached, but he still pretended that nothing had happened and said, “You don’t have to rush. You don’t have to finish it today. You can finish it tomorrow. You can finish it in a day’s time. ”

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Jia Qiulian stopped eating the noodles with a bitter taste in her mouth. She put down her chopsticks, picked up a cup, and took a sip of hot water. “I want to write as much as I can.”

Han Cihui’s probing had failed and he felt even more uncomfortable. Jia Qiulian could have told Director Li about it, but she didn’t want to tell him.

Han Cihui looked at Jia Qiulian and his eyes gradually turned red. He didn’t know when he had started talking to her less, or even when ... She started keeping secrets from him.

Han Cihui wanted to ask Jia Qiulian what had happened to her during the day, but his wish was interrupted when Jia Qiulian put down her chopsticks and got up to go back to bed.

Han Cihui did not ask about it at the end. He looked at the noodle soup in front of him, which he did not eat at all. Suddenly he found it hard to swallow and lost his appetite.

Jia Qiulian worked until midnight before turning off the light to sleep.

Han Cihui did not sleep well for several days. He did not sleep well tonight either. When someone had something on his mind, not only did he not have an appetite, but he also slept poorly.

When Han Cihui woke up in the morning, he looked very lethargic, as if he had lost a lot of weight.

He went to the bathroom and looked at Jia Qiulian who was washing her face there.

Jia Qiulian had finished washing her face. When she raised her head, she saw Han Cihui’s face in the mirror. She pursed her lips and walked past him without saying a word.

Han Cihui’s heart was already filled with holes from Jia Qiulian’s ferocity. He stood at the entrance of the bathroom with a blank stare, and for a moment, he felt that his life no longer had any meaning.

No matter how much he showed Jia Qiulian his lethargic side, she remained indifferent to him and did her own thing. Han Cihui had no choice but to go to work.

When his car had just left the villa, Jia Qiulian had also left with her bag.

The last time she accompanied Qin Yu for a checkup, Jia Qiulian had seen many pregnant women going to the hospital alone to get checked. At that time, she felt very sad and thought of how sad it would be if she did not have a husband to accompany her in such a matter.

But now she actually wanted to abort the child in her womb. If one wanted to talk about sorrow ... Perhaps she was the saddest.

Riding the bus was no more convenient than driving her own car. Jia Qiulian always rode in Han Cihui’s car, so she did not know that there was a bus stop near her house.

It was rush hour once again. Jia Qiulian rode the bus for an hour and a half before arriving at the hospital.

After the procedures were completed, she took the surgical clothes and sat on the seat outside. She watched as the women who had come earlier were called into the operating room one by one.

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Han Cihui was in a bad mood. He was not in the mood to work. He sat in Han Yuanjun’s office, staring at him with two black eyes that looked like national treasures.

Han Yuanjun was helpless. “Hui, why are you looking at me like that? You can’t possibly want me to get down on my knees in front of Jia Qiulian for you, right?”

“No.” Han Cihui felt wronged. “Third Brother! Right now, she’s starting to keep a secret from me. She won’t tell me anything, but she can talk about it with an outsider like Director Li!”

Han Yuanjun’s patience was almost exhausted by Han Cihui. If it was not for the fact that Han Cihui was his own cousin, he would have called the security guards to kick him out long ago.

“Cihui, you really can’t blame Jia Qiulian. You’re the one who is seeking death! Is there anyone in this world who is disappointed in your attitude and would divorce you, but still wants to talk about everything with you?”

This was the truth, but Han Cihui was sad. He sighed and sighed again as if he had a lot of grievance in his stomach. No matter how much he sighed, he felt it was not enough.

“It’s not my fault!” He stubbornly refused to admit defeat. He braced himself and said, “I feel like my attitude has gotten much better lately. Is it because she’s unreasonable, that’s why she can’t see how good I am to her?”

“Hah...Haha...Hahaha....” Han Yuanjun laughed mockingly three times in a row. Suddenly, he picked up the tissue box beside him and threw it at Han Cihui. “You are courting death!”

“Third Brother, what are you doing!” Caught by surprise, the tissue box hit Han Cihui in the face. He rubbed his face and said very discouraged, “Third Brother, sister-in-law isn’t here. You have to help me with this matter!”

“Help you, my ass!” Han Yuanjun really could not take it anymore. He pressed his finger on the company’s internal phone.

Han Cihui saw this and quickly stood up, grabbing the phone. “Third Brother, don’t be like this. After all, I’m your cousin, you should save some face for me.”

“Can the face be served as a meal?” Han Yuanjun gritted his teeth in anger and asked sternly, “Cihui, I’m asking you. Do you still remember why you fought with Jia Qiulian and became like this?”

Why?

Suddenly, Han Cihui could not remember.

It was as if his brain had experienced a short circuit. He could not remember why he had fought with Jia Qiulian.

Seeing Han Cihui’s dumbstruck expression, Han Yuanjun knew that this brat had almost forgotten about it. He pointed at him with even more anger and said, “You don’t even remember why you fought with Jia Qiulian? Are you sick? Serves you right to be haggard. Serves you the right to die. Hurry up and get out of here! I don’t want to see your ugly face!”

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