Zhao Meng's voice was missing in the bedroom and became extremely quiet.

Qiao Anhao sat very calmly on the sofa, sliding his fingers from time to time on the iPad screen. It was probably because Lu Jinnian, a man with a cold personality and did not like to contact others, actually had no dark spots. Therefore, most of the scandals about his mother were taken from very old newspapers, saying that his mother had followed many men, and also exposed photos of his mother drinking in a nightclub and being surrounded by several men. And... those third-level videos, countless people forwarded them again, and even cut off some of his mother's more exaggerated expressions to make emoticons. As for the rumors and rhetoric in the topic, they were even more unsightly. Although Lu Jinnian's fans were strong, they kept saying positive words such as "No matter what the male god does, they are still our male god" and "we support you", but compared with the hurtful words that emerged from those words, they looked a little pale.

She knew that he was the illegitimate son of the Xu family, but she never knew who his mother was, and she didn't know that he had such an unknown background.

When Qiao Anhao thought of her visiting Han Ruchu at Xu's house, they kept saying disdain for Lu Jinnian and his mother. She felt very uncomfortable when she heard it. Now so many people on the Internet are verbally verbing his mother. How sad should he be?

When Qiao Anhao thought of Lu Jinnian at this time, it was very likely that she was hiding alone in a place unknown to others and devouring these injuries alone. She felt like she was stabbed hard by someone. The pain was unbearable. She couldn't help but take the landline and called Lu Jinnian again, but it was still in a state of inability to connect.

Qiao Anhao remembered that she had saved the phone book in a software, so she hurriedly downloaded the software with the iPad, then found Lu Jinnian's assistant's phone number and dialed it, and it was turned off. She had lived in Jinxiuyuan before, so she saved the phone number from Jinxiuyuan and called it, but no one answered it.

Qiao An was about to make other calls, but after a glance at the iPad, it was three in the morning and midnight, so I'm afraid everyone will have a rest.

Qiao An put down the phone in a little dull sense. She ran out of the hospital and felt particularly uncomfortable, but she was not sleepy at all. She occasionally held the iPad to refresh her Weibo. The more she read it, the more she felt disheartened, and she was far more unbearable than when she was scolded.

Finally, Qiao Anhao simply lost sight and threw the iPad aside, but her attention could not help but float to the iPad. She raised her feet in annoyance, kicked the iPad off the bed, and then sat quietly on the bed with her pillow. She was stunned for a while, but her eyes turned red inexplicably. She couldn't help but raise her head, took a deep breath, but landed her eyes on the shelf next to her. The porcelain doll that Lu Jinnian gave to her on her birthday this year.
Chapter completed!