Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Lu Jinnian didn't seem to hear Joan's good words, and he didn't respond at all.

Joanne got up, stood for ten seconds, turned around, and walked out of the restaurant.

It wasn't until the door of the restaurant closed that Lu Jinnian stared out of the window before turning his head, looking at the place where Qiao Anhao had just sat, his face pale and scary.

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Joan went back to the bedroom, and the tears came out uncontrollably as soon as the door was closed. She raised her hand to wipe it, and the tears fell even more fiercely. Finally, she leaned directly on the door panel and slowly crouched down, letting herself cry. Got up.

On the day when it was confirmed in the hospital that he had had an abortion operation, a person cried for a long time, thinking that he had already cried all the discomfort in his heart, and finally gave himself a decision to leave Lu Jinnian, but wait until it was really implemented When she made this decision, she found that she almost pulled her heart out of her heart.

Thirteen years of secret love secretly. She gave him the best years and wonderful times in her life. Now, she wants to cut him out of her life so cruelly, it really hurts... However, she couldn't help it. She really couldn't do it. After knowing that he took off his child with his sword, he could continue to do his best to love him.

She didn't know how she would go in the future, and she didn't know whether she would fall in love with other people in the future, but she knew that from now on, there would never be another person like Lu Jinnian who made her love so Humble, so cowardly, so obsessed, and unrepentant, the pain he loves, the wounds he gives are all as sweet as honey.

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There are not many good things about Joan. He came in a box when he came, but he still had a box when he left, but there were more clothes and shoes, and the porcelain doll Lu Jinnian gave her.

Qiao An was carrying her suitcase. When she came out of the bedroom, it was already noon. Lu Jinnian was not in the villa. The suitcase was a little heavy. She took the elevator directly.

Arriving on the first floor, Joan pulled the suitcase out of the elevator, stood in the living room, looked around his home where he lived for more than eight months, only to find that he was so familiar with the decoration here, and his eyes had not fallen. When I got there, I could already remember what was there.

After looking around for a whole time, Joan withdrew his eyes and pulled the box to the door.

Qiao An just opened the door and saw Lu Jinnian standing at the door. The hot summer sun shone straight on him, but he didn't feel the heat.

When Lu Jinnian heard the door ringing, she turned her head, first glanced at Qiao Anhao, then her eyes fell on her suitcase, her throat moved twice, and she said, "Is it all packed?"

Joan nodded his head well: "It's packed."

He paused and said, "I can't wear some clothes and shoes, so I didn't take them away. I have folded them in a carton and put them in the dressing room in the bedroom. You can turn back to let Mom Chen Throw it away."

Lu Jinnian shook his head up and down, turned his head silently, stared at his car twice, then got out the car key, unlocked the car, reached out, took Joan’s suitcase, went down the stairs, and opened Put the trunk in, and then walked to the front passenger door, pulled the door, and looked at Joan.