Chapter 22 Too Cold-Blooded_1

The pain on the face is far less than the pain in the heart.

Luo Qianxun stood by, watching Li Mingxun showering Jiang Xinjie with tender care, biting her lip to hold back her tears.

As she moved to leave, Li Mingxun stopped her, "Who told you to go?"

"There's nothing for me to do here."

Luo Qianxun responded indifferently, not wanting to stand there watching Li Mingxun and Jiang Xinjie flaunting their love anymore.

"Even if there's nothing, stay by my side."

Li Zhenxun's voice was cold, showing no signs of discomfort in putting Luo Qianxun in this situation.

"Alright."

Luo Qianxun stopped, standing in place and looking down at her shoes.

Eyes on nose, nose on heart.

She completely ignored the couple before her, as if they didn't exist.

"I don't want to drink anymore."

Jiang Xinjie pushed the bowl away, glanced at Luo Qianxun, and said, "Brother Mingxun, your work at the company is so busy, you should go take care of it. I can take care of myself."

"It's okay."

Li Mingxun placed the bowl on the shelf, "No matter how important work is, it's not as important as you. You just miscarried, I should spend more time with you."

Listening to their conversation, anyone who didn't know would think they were a loving married couple.

Yes, others don't know.

Luo Qianxun gave a bitter smile. Her marriage to Li Mingxun was not publicized.

To the outside world, no one knew that Li Mingxun was married.

In the eyes of others, it was Li Mingxun and Jiang Xinjie who were the loving couple, right?

"Brother Mingxun, I want to go to the restroom."

Jiang Xinjie looked a little embarrassed.

"I'll help you."

Considering that Li Mingxun was a man and it would be inappropriate, Luo Qianxun took the initiative to help Jiang Xinjie.

"Brother Mingxun, my legs are weak."

Jiang Xinjie avoided Luo Qianxun's hand and looked at Li Mingxun.

"I'll carry you."

Li Mingxun leaned over to lift Jiang Xinjie. Seeing Luo Qianxun standing there like a post, he frowned and said, "Take the drip."

"Okay."

Luo Qianxun took down the drip from the shelf and followed after Li Mingxun, carrying it high as she entered the washroom.

As she was about to hang the drip on the hook, Jiang Xinjie called out, "No need to hang it up, just hold it."

"Alright."

Luo Qianxun did not argue, silently holding up the drip bottle.

Every minute, she wanted to smash the bottle in her hand on Jiang Xinjie's head, but she held back.

Now she was an expectant mother, it was not suitable for her to get angry.

"Call me when you're done."

Li Mingxun walked outside, closing the door behind him.

"Jiang Xinjie, do you find these games entertaining in front of me?"

Luo Qianxun frowned at Jiang Xinjie, "If you're so good at acting, why don't you become an actress?"

"As long as Li Mingxun falls for my act, it's enough."

Jiang Xinjie smiled triumphantly, "Luo Qianxun, you are already so humiliated in front of him. Why don't you just sign the divorce papers happily?"

"Whether I want to divorce or not is my business, you don't need to worry."

Luo Qianxun looked at Jiang Xinjie indifferently, "You, on the other hand, lost your child. What tokens do you have to pressure me now?"

"I've lost a child, but I can conceive again."

There was not a trace of sorrow on Jiang Xinjie's face. Where was the woman who had been crying heartbreakingly in front of Li Mingxun for losing her child?

"Jiang Xinjie, what is a child to you? Just a pawn that you can use?"

Luo Qianxun thought Jiang Xinjie was way too ruthless.

"I can only blame the timing of this child."

Jiang Xinjie curled her lips, a glint of cunning in her eyes would only reveal her plot to herself.

When compared with her, Luo Qianxun was too naive.