Chapter 4501：

The man's most vulnerable place was hit hard, Lin Xilu grunted in pain, and finally released his hands holding An Siqing.

Seeing his arched body in pain, An Siqing was equally distressed.

I wanted to say something, but the next second, the strong nausea in my chest surged again.

An Siqing hurriedly turned around and ran into the bathroom, spitting up frantically on the toilet.

Her stomach was terribly uncomfortable, but she hadn't eaten anything these days when she went home, but she couldn't vomit anything when she wanted to vomit.

Can only spit acid water on the toilet.

Lin Xilu saw her lying on the toilet and vomiting all the time, and there was a flash of injury in her eyes.

"Have you hated me so much?"

Even his kisses can make her vomit so sick.

An Siqing was vomiting dimly at this moment, and the whole person was uncomfortable to death.

Every second Lin Xilu stayed here was a test of her willpower.

When Lin Xilu kissed her just now, she almost wanted to compromise and go back with him.

She can't let him stay here any longer.

Holding the toilet weakly in his hand, he barely suppressed the strong nausea in his stomach.

"Yes, I've been fed up with your mother, and fed up with your Lin family.

I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to have anything to do with your Lin family anymore.

The divorce agreement, I will find a lawyer to send it to you in these two days.

When you are free, we will get the divorce certificate together..."

Lin Xilu's eyes reddened by her words, before she finished speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

He needs to calm down. He is afraid that if he listens to one more word, he will be unable to control himself and do something to An Siqing that she will never forgive.

With a "bang", the door was slammed.

A door completely separates the two in two worlds.

An Siqing sat on the floor of the bathroom, and she could hear the footsteps of Lin Xilu coming downstairs quickly.

She obviously couldn't vomit anything, but the nausea still lingered on her, causing her to spit out weakly on the side of the toilet.

Tears kept rolling down from his eyes silently.

Maybe she and Lin Xilu were wrong in the beginning!

The door was pushed open again from the outside, and a rush of footsteps came in from the outside.

A few seconds later, An Ziqi's anxious figure appeared at the door of the bathroom.

Seeing An Siqing's torn mess of clothes on her body, she could guess what happened here just now without her speaking.

Busily stretched out his hand to pull the bath towel from the shelf beside her, wrapped her body, and raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face.

An Siqing turned and hugged An Ziqi, "Sister."

It's just a simple address, but it's like opening a gate. An Siqing's sadness can no longer be controlled.

He hummed in An Ziqi's arms and started crying.

An Ziqi raised her hand and gently patted her back to comfort her.

Sighed, "Okay, don't cry.

If you really can't let it go, go back with him.

Mother Lin Xilu, leave it to me and I will deal with it. "

If An Siqing really couldn't let it go, she wouldn't mind moving her hands and feet to Mother Lin.

An Siqing shed tears and shook her head. She couldn't rely on her sister forever.

Moreover, some contradictions cannot be resolved by using identity and status alone.

Lin Xilu should have a child of his own, and he deserves a better life.