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"I don't know!" Even if he guessed it, he didn't want to say it out loud.

"Heh, looks like your conscience hasn't been shattered. You can still be saved."

"Alright, it was my fault in the past. Tell me, how can I forgive you?"

No matter how much he bowed and bent his knees, she still did not appreciate his kindness. She coldly said, "I will not forgive you. I will absolutely not forgive you!"

"Well, I shouldn't expect your forgiveness!" Lei Hao Xuan stood up and walked quickly to the door, then turned back. "Little sister, I'm sorry!"

She really wanted to curse loudly, "Your sister!"

Before Chu Qing Yan could curse out of her dantian, the door closed and Lei Hao Xuan disappeared from her sight.

"Ahh …"

Chu Qing Yan screamed and fell on the bed.

God, don't play with her like that!

Although the truth was bloody, he felt very relaxed after knowing the truth.

The knot in his heart was finally resolved.

Lei Hao Xuan... His big brother in name, the one who changed the course of her life.

At the age when she believed in love, he gave her the most fatal blow, and at the age when she didn't believe in love, he told her the truth.

From beginning to end, she had been like a fool, being toyed with by him.

Chu Qing Yan had enough of the days where men led her by the nose. Exactly how long would it take for her to be able to control her own fate?

After asking his mother, Chu Qing Yan found out that Lei Hao Xuan and his mother had only come back twice after they went to Shanghai.

The first time was two years ago, and based on the date, it should have been during the time he escaped from the marriage. He came back to live for a month, and the second time was now when he was downstairs playing chess with Wu Zong Sheng.

After Wu Zong Sheng divorced his ex-wife, all the photos were taken by his ex-wife, so Chu Qing Yan had never seen Lei Hao Xuan's photos before.

If there was one that allowed her to know him, it wouldn't have hurt her to the core.

Chu Qing Yan didn't want to go downstairs, so she hid in her room to eat lunch and dinner, but Lei Hao Xuan's laughter would still be blown into her ears.

Slowly, she could understand his feelings.

The perfect family suddenly broke apart, seeing her mother sad, will naturally hate the woman who killed her mother.

If she had been in his position, she might have done something even crazier.

Pouring gasoline with sulfuric acid might not be entirely impossible.

When a person was young, who didn't have an impulse or two?

Marrying Kang Wen Yuan, wasn't that the most impulsive decision she had made in her life!

Although she did not want to say it, but in her heart, she had already forgiven Lei Hao Xuan. He was not a bad person, but compared to Kang Wen Yuan, he was still far inferior.

After a simple wash, Chu Qing Yan went downstairs. Liu Yue E was sitting in the living room, knitting her sweater.

She sat down beside her mother, picked up the sleeves of her woolen sweater, and casually asked: "You made this for Uncle Wu?"

"No, it's for Wei Chen!" Mom's eyes weren't very good, and she wore an old pair of glasses, stitches and needles, woven very carefully.

Chu Qing Yan hadn't worn the sweater her mother had knitted personally for many years.

If her mother didn't knit for her, Chu Qing Yan would definitely feel very unhappy.

She unconsciously pouted and muttered, "Buying one is fine, why do you have to knit it yourself, it's too troublesome!"

"Wear the hand-knitted sweater. You see, I bought the pure cashmere yarn. It's light and warm, and it doesn't even feel like it's tied when it touches the skin."

Liu Yue E showed Chu Qing Yan the sweater that was about to be finished as if she was offering a treasure, which further stimulated her dissatisfaction from the bottom of her heart: "A country bumpkin, I might not like it, but don't waste my time trying to please him!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, Chu Qing Yan saw that Lei Hao Xuan was playing chess in the courtyard.

Liu Yue E looked outside the door and asked: "Qing Yan, is this your first time seeing Wei Chen?"

He let out a casual "En".

"I've always been worried that Wei Chen would hate me. I was overthinking it! "

Liu Yue E pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and only then did Chu Qing Yan realize that there were a lot more deep lines at the corners of his mother's eyes, and her upper eyelids had also drooped down slightly.

The beautiful mother was also old.

The years were unforgiving. In another dozen or twenty years, the wrinkles would crawl all over her face.

At that time, there would probably be even less people who would love her.

Chu Qing Yan was really envious of her mother.

Her father loved her, the Uncle Wu loved her, her brother loved her, and she loved him as well.

Bitter, eat enough.

In the future, she would treat herself well and not let herself suffer any more.

Chu Qing Yan suddenly thought of an extremely popular phrase on the internet: Woman, if you can be a princess by relying on your family, if you can be a wangfei by relying on your husband, you can only be a queen by relying on yourself!

She couldn't be a princess or a princess right now, so she could only rely on herself to become a queen.

In the future, she would walk on her own and not place her hopes on anyone else.

After thinking through many things, Chu Qing Yan's mental state had never been so calm before.

Early the next morning, Chu Qing Yan was woken up by the sound of cars and voices coming from the courtyard.

She walked to the window to take a look. It turned out to be Lei Hao Xuan wanting to leave, so Liu Yue E and Wu Zong Sheng asked him to stay for a few more days.

But Lei Hao Xuan still left under such hospitality.

When he left, he raised his head and looked towards Chu Qing Yan's room.

Seeing Chu Qing Yan who was hiding behind the curtain, the corner of her mouth curled into a wry smile.

Lei Hao Xuan was gone, it was time for Chu Qing Yan to leave as well.

This was not her home, only a place to rest. If she had enough rest, she would leave.

Last night, before going to sleep, Chu Qing Yan received a call from Ye Xiao Xiao. Ye Xiao Xiao said that she wanted to go back to her hometown to open a wedding company, and asked her if she was willing to come along.

Chu Qing Yan agreed without even thinking. Changing the environment, she could start all over again.

Everything was difficult at the beginning. Chu Qing Yan and Ye Xiao Xiao did not understand the procedures of the wedding company, in order to set up their own company, they first went to two wedding companies to learn from them.

When Chu Qing Yan was in university, she was a radio announcer at the school's broadcast station. She had also hosted a lot of small and big parties, so she successfully found a job as a host for a wedding.

Ye Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, was a makeup artist in another company. When she was a rich wife before, she had learned how to make makeup.

Every day he faced a happy bride and groom. Although working was tiring, it was also very enjoyable.

Sometimes, when a wedding ceremony was held, Chu Qing Yan's throat would hurt so much that she would be unable to speak.

People always grow up through experience. After three months, hosting a wedding is as easy as speaking normally.

When he was free, Chu Qing Yan would learn how to make makeup from Ye Xiao Xiao. The makeup artists of the company were too busy to come, and she would even be able to help.

Just as Chu Qing Yan carried the simple breakfast to the table, she called for her in the washroom: "Qing Yan, help me make a scorpion tail."

"Oh, wait!" She turned off the fire and hurried to the bathroom.

Just as he walked to the bathroom door, Chu Qing Yan suddenly felt a wave of nausea.

She vomited a few times before calming down. However, the stifling feeling in her chest had yet to disappear. It was as if she was holding in a breath and unable to exhale. It was extremely difficult to swallow.

Ye Xiao Xiao stuck her head out from the bathroom and asked in concern: "Qingyan, what's wrong, your face is ugly!"

"I suddenly feel uncomfortable, I feel a little disgusted!" Chu Qing Yan patted her chest, she gasped for breath, walking to the mirror to look, her face was actually as white as paper.

"Did you catch a cold?" Ye Xiao Xiao touched her forehead: "It's the easiest thing to catch a cold today, going from cold to hot."

Chu Qing Yan unconcernedly nodded her head: "It's possible, if I wake up in the morning I would be dizzy, it should be fine in a while."

She helped Ye Xiao Xiao knit up the scorpion tail, and also helped him put on the cute and cute Korean cloth-card.

After Ye Xiao Xiao read it, she gave a thumbs up in satisfaction. "Not bad, not bad.

"It's all thanks to teacher!" Chu Qing Yan laughed as she put on her hat for Ye Xiao Xiao.

Her stomach churned again, and the smile disappeared from her face in an instant.

"I think you should go to the hospital. Don't delay!" Ye Xiao Xiao flipped open the notebook in his phone: "I have time in the afternoon, I'll accompany you."

"I won't trouble you. I can go by myself." Chu Qing Yan pushed her out of the washroom. "Come on, let's go eat quickly. Don't let the bride wait!"

For some reason, she felt nauseous all the time. After hosting the wedding, she looked at the seafood dishes on the table and had no appetite.

The wedding was over, there was nothing left for Chu Qing Yan to do. The cameraman and makeup artist had to stay, she could leave first.

Chu Qing Yan and Ye Xiao Xiao lived in a community clinic. Everyday, she would walk past the door, but this was the first time she walked in.

The bespectacled doctor asked, "Where are you uncomfortable?"

"My chest is stuffy, I feel sick, and my head is a little dizzy." Chu Qing Yan held onto his chest, frowning: "Doctor, I seem to have a cold."

"Any other symptoms?"

She shook her head.

The doctor took a piece of wood and put it to her lips. "Open your mouth!"

"Ahh …"

"The peach is not inflamed, and the throat is not red and swollen." "It doesn't look like a cold," the doctor murmured, scribbling in his notebook.

"What if you don't have a cold?" Chu Qing Yan's heart shivered, could it be some sort of terminal illness!

The doctor adjusted his glasses. "How long has it been since you had your period?"

"Err …" The doctor didn't ask Chu Qing Yan about it, but Chu Qing Yan hadn't noticed anything. She thought for a while, then replied: "It seems to be more than three months."

"Are you pregnant?" The doctor put down the pen in his hand and said to her, "The first trimester of pregnancy has symptoms similar to a cold. Do not take any medicine."

Chu Qing Yan opened her eyes wide in shock: "You said that it is possible that I am pregnant?"

"Un, go and have a urine test. We'll know the result very soon!"

She took the disposable plastic cup into the bathroom as if she was out of her mind. Could it be that it was that night … Li Jing Yu is too fierce!