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When Lu Huanzi said these words, her eyes were closed.
In fact, she had already made a plan in her heart.
Since her life had undergone such an earth-shattering change.
Since she and Mo Lichuan had a son.
Then she and Chen Huaijin would never get married again.
To marry Chen Huaijin, she had indeed made a great decision earlier.
But after making this decision, she had always felt guilty.
Because she realized that no matter what, she could only treat Chen Huaijin as a big brother, as a family member, but not as a lover.
Lu Huanzi had said that she would try her best to make herself fall in love with Chen Huaijin.
But things had happened to this extent.
Lu Huanzi knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to fall in love with Chen Huaijin for the rest of her life.
So, this hopeless marriage was also unfair to Chen Huaijin.
So, she decided to cancel it.
She planned to make things clear to Chen Huaijin after she returned to China.
However, since Mo Lichuan had asked this question, he also admitted it casually.
As long as she could make Mo Lichuan give up as soon as possible, as long as she could cut off all ties with him as soon as possible.
Lu Huanzi bit her lip, hardened her heart, and admitted everything.
Sure enough, Mo Lichuan stood up.
His figure was still tall and big.
His emotions did not seem to fluctuate much.
However, his entire body seemed to be covered with a layer of gray aura.
Mo Lichuan poured himself a glass of Sake.
The corners of his mouth curled up as if he was mocking himself. "You really, really fell in love with him. "
As he spoke, he gulped down a bottle of wine in one gulp.
Seeing this, Lu huanzi hurriedly snatched the wine bottle over.
Lu Huanzi actually looked like she was slowly getting angry. "Mo Lichuan, you just came out of the hospital. Don't tell me you want to go back again? Can you not be so childish? Even if you drink yourself to death, I won't feel sorry for you. "
Lu Huanzi almost roared out loud.
In the past, she had never known that Mo Lichuan actually had the habit of drinking to drown his sorrows.
Mo Lichuan grabbed Lu Huanzi's arm and said, "you don't even want Yujiang? " "Lu Huanzi, do you have a heart? Yujiang is your biological son. In the past, it was fine if you didn't even look at him. But now, you don't even think about him at all and put him in your heart. What a shame that Yujiang always misses his mother. Lu Huanzi, you're really heartless! "
Mo Lichuan's current state could almost be considered a complaint.
Perhaps it was because he had just drunk too much wine.
Mo Lichuan's eyes were bloodshot.
The veins beside his temples were also throbbing.
The hand that was pinching Lu Huanzi's arm was very hard, as if it was going to break her arm.
These words were like a knife in Lu Huanzi's heart.
She didn't care, how could she not care.
That child.
She saw how sensible that child was and how he could read people's expressions. She knew that he must have grown up unhappy.
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