C1139 Arguments
3If it was Xue Xue'er herself, she would have just put on some toothpaste. There was no need to care so much.
If Ouyang Qing'an had not insisted on coming to the hospital, she would not have come to see him.
"You are the most important."
Ouyang Qing'an didn't listen and looked at her with a frown.
"Don't try to be brave next time. My heart aches when it gets hot."
Xue Xue'er's heart was suddenly filled with warmth.
She knew that no matter what, in his heart, she was the most important.
"Hurry up and apply the medicine on me."
Xue Xue'er looked at him and reached out her hand in front of him.
"Go over there."
Ouyang Qing'an took her to the window. Seeing her white and tender hand, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He took the ointment and applied it on her little by little.
When the cool feeling of the ointment spread out, Xue Xue'er narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Not long after, Xue Xue'er heard a quarrel.
"No wonder you insist on letting me see her. It turns out that you have her in your heart. Now that she is already Madam Ouyang, why are you still thinking about her?"
The voice of the one who quarreled was sharp and piercing and Xue Xue'er frowned.
Madam Ouyang?
Isn't that her?
Ouyang Qing'an's expression darkened as well, but he didn't look over.
"Let's go."
He turned around and wanted to leave, but Xue Xue'er quickly stopped him.
"Let's go and take a look."
She knew his character. Even if he heard people discussing behind his back, he did not want to watch and care too much, but she was different.
Since she had already heard his name and it had something to do with her, she wouldn't let go of him easily.
Moreover, she could also tell who the woman who had quarreled with him was.
Dia.
Did she quarrel with Yang Songshu?
The heart of gossip was burning. Xue Xue'er's eyes were especially bright. Seeing her like this, Ouyang Qing'an, who was beside her, poked her forehead helplessly.
"Let's go."
Since she was interested, he would accompany her.
The two walked in the direction of the sound. After a few steps, they saw Yang Songshu and Dia at the corner.
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Dia was agitated and kept complaining.
"I know that you had other women in your heart before me, but I don't regret it. I just want to live a good life with you, but what about you? What do you think I am?"
"Wife."
Yang Songshu looked at her quietly and said firmly.
"We are engaged. You are my fiancée. We still need to get married."
His last sentence provoked Dia. Dia snorted lightly and clenched her fingers tightly.
Wife?
"Your heart is not clean yet and you still want to marry me. Why? After marrying me, you can continue to reminisce about your past relationship with her, or do you only have one-sided love?"
Dia's chest heaved up and down violently as she tightly clenched her fingers.
Yang Songshu fell silent.
He did not think that way.
After meeting Dia, he really wanted to start a new life.
But he did not say anything, which made Dia even angrier.
"Yang Songshu, I have talked about your sore spot, right? You still remember her in your heart. Xue Xue'er is very outstanding. She knew you first, but you shouldn't have forgotten about her. Continue to provoke me! "
"I didn't."
Seeing that Dia was about to explode, Yang Songshu quickly grabbed her hand.
"Dia, I love you. I also have you in my heart."
"Hypocrite."
Tears appeared in Dia's eyes as she coldly stared at him.
"Look for yourself. What is this?"
She took out his wallet and heavily threw it in front of him.
The wallet rolled on the floor. Yang Songshu's heart skipped a beat. He held his breath and looked at the floor.
It was his wallet. Dia had obviously opened it. There was a picture in it. The woman on it was smiling like a flower. She was quietly staring at the person staring at her.
It was a photo of Xue Xue'er.
Yang Songshu picked up the wallet and faced the furious Dia. He did not know what to say.
"You hid a picture of Xue Xue'er, but you talked about marriage with me. Yang Songshu, I really think you are disgusting. I am not your substitute. I am just me. Let's break up."
After Dia said that, she turned around and left.
Grief was more important than death.
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