Jian Xiaoge was talking about her own thoughts, and at the same time, at this moment, she actually had some expectations in her heart.

She didn't separate the future from Lu Zexiao completely, what if there is a future?

When Jian Xiaoge was at a loss, Lu Zexiao walked up to him, "The relationship is fake, but the experience is real."

This sentence made Jian Xiaoge's heart beat fast suddenly, and she didn't know if it was what she understood.

Seeing that Lu Zexiao was about to speak again, Li Yixiang called. Lu Zexiao had no choice but to answer the phone, but what he heard was not Li Yixiang's voice, but a middle-aged man.

His tone was tense, "That, that...we crashed, I didn't mean to, we are in the hospital, and the passengers are in the emergency room."

Lu Zexiao calmly asked which hospital he was in and hung up the phone.

Afterwards, he couldn't help but bring Jian Xiaoge back to the car, and took Jian Xiaoge directly to the hospital.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Zexiao left in a hurry, and Jian Xiaoge struggled to follow.

"Yixiang was in a car accident."

"ah?"

Jian Xiaoge followed in surprise, when her cell phone rang.

It's Zhou Muqing who I haven't been in contact with often recently.

"I'm back, I'm by your side, why are you not here so late?"

Jian Xiaoge was a little out of breath, "I'm in the hospital, I'll be back soon."

Zhou Muqing became nervous when he heard this, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Jian Xiaoge explained that nothing happened to her, Zhou Muqing wanted to pick up Jian Xiaoge, so she told him the location of the hospital.

When Zhou Muqing arrived, Li Yixiang was just pushed out from the emergency room.

Lu Zexiao hurried over to ask the doctor about the situation, "Is she okay?"

"Don't worry, it's not life-threatening. Ms. Li didn't lose consciousness. It's just that we treated the skin injury just now, so we gave anesthesia."

Because Li Yixiang is an artist, he asked not to leave scars, so the surgery took longer.

Lu Zexiao asked the doctor to push Li Yixiang to the ward first, and he arrived later.

Jian Xiaoge tossed back and forth a little coughing, Zhou Muqing took off his coat and put it on Jian Xiaoge's body, which made Lu Zexiao, who had just asked about An Cheng's relationship, a little more angry.

Lu Zexiao walked up to Jian Xiaoge, "We haven't finished talking between us yet."

Saying that, Lu Zexiao grabbed Jian Xiaoge's hand, ready to take Jian Xiaoge away from Zhou Muqing's side.

Zhou Muqing held Jian Xiaoge with a displeased expression.

"It's late at night, she's not feeling well, she needs to go back to rest. If you have anything to say, you can make an appointment with me, and I'll take her to see you, and you can make it clear at once, don't delay others with those procrastinating routines."

Lu Zexiao looked at Zhou Muqing sharply, "There is no need for outsiders to interfere with my wife's affairs."

Zhou Muqing couldn't be more clear about the things involved, "A marriage under a contract, Mr. Lu has the nerve to say his wife? If so, Mr. Lu, tell me, have you ever done anything for her? Have you ever done something sincerely?" ?”

Lu Zexiao was almost about to be provoked by Zhou Muqing to say what he wanted to say to Jian Xiaoge the most in his heart.

However, Zhou Muqing took the lead, "Since Mr. Lu can't say it, then let me say it."

Zhou Muqing frowned, and continued seriously: "I have liked her since I met her. This has not changed until now. As long as it is what she wishes and wants, I will do it for her."