Madam Has An Amazing Life After Her Divorce

Originally, she just stood quietly at the door and stared at the elegant courtyard. However, a painful growl suddenly came from inside. Although it was soft, it was so abrupt in the silent night.

Qiao An’s expression changed instantly. She couldn’t care less about hiding her identity. She quickly ran to the door and pounded on it. “Brother Xiaoran, what’s wrong?”

Strangely enough, the facial recognition function of the door automatically activated and the door was brushed open.

Qiao An froze for a minute, then ran inside.

Inside, the smell of alcohol was strong. A few empty wine bottles were scattered on the ground. There were also wine bottles lying on the ground, flowing out.

Huo Xiaoran was curled up on the ground with a fruit knife beside him and a few deep bloody marks on his arm.

Qiao An stared at the pool of blood in shock. Her body went limp and she fell to her knees.

She had long known that Huo Xiaoran couldn’t touch alcohol. If he did, he would lose control and do some self-abuse things that he couldn’t control, especially during his depression.

Qiao An knelt in front of him and shouted at the top of her lungs, “Brother Xiaoran, how could you do such a stupid thing?”

Huo Xiaoran opened his eyes sleepily. When he saw Qiao An, he complained about her ruthlessness in disappointment.

“An’an, tell me, why are you doing this to me?”

Through her tears, Jo Ann tended his wounds.

Huo Xiaoran continued, “I love you so much. If you like money, I’ll work hard to earn it for you. If you want a home, I’ll buy it for you. I’ll work hard to give you whatever you want. But why don’t you love me anymore?”

Qiao An’s eyes filled with tears. “No, I love you. Brother Xiaoran, I love you. I really love you.”

“What about the three children?”

Qiao An was stunned.

“You promised me that you would only give me children in this life. Qiao An, why did you break your promise? Do you know, I’ve always kept my promise to you.”

Qiao An hugged Huo Xiaoran tightly in her arms. She told him painfully, “Brother Xiaoran, you’re drunk now. It’s useless for me to tell you the truth because every time you’re drunk, you’ll forget what happened. You’ll forget everything tomorrow.”

“Qiao An, tell me who the father is.” Huo Xiaoran’s voice was getting weaker and weaker. His mental strength was so weak that he couldn’t hold on anymore.

But he looked at Qiao An stubbornly. It was a stubborn look that wouldn’t stop until he got what he wanted.

Qiao An sighed weakly. “When you wake up, you can do a paternity test with Angel Qiao and Ki Ki.”

Huo Xiaoran said dejectedly, “I’ve done it with Joey before. We’re unrelated.”

“Joey is not my biological daughter. However, Brother Xiaoran, I beg you not to study this topic. Just treat them as children I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy. Okay?”

Huo Xiaoran’s eyes suddenly widened. His clearly unfocused eyes became bright.

He smiled suddenly.

It was as if a beam of light suddenly shot into the silent night and instantly blew away the thousands of peach blossoms in the peach forest. He eventually succumbed. Slowly, he closed his eyes.

Qiao An used his phone to call Huo Zhou and 120.

Then, she half carried and half dragged Xiao Ran to the sofa with all her might and covered him with the blanket.

Before Huo Zhou arrived, she lowered her baseball cap and left in a hurry.

She hid in the flower bushes and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Huo Zhou rushing over.

The next day, sunlight filtered through the sheer muslin onto the marble-embedded floor, leaving dappled shadows.

On the bed, Huo Xiaoran slowly opened his eyes. His mood was inexplicably bright, and for some reason, his chest was filled with joy.

He saw Huo Zhou lying by the bed, and Huo Xiaoran was puzzled. He woke Huo Zhou up excitedly. “Zhou Zhou.”

Huo Zhou looked up at him sleepily.

“Where’s Qiao An?”

Huo Zhou was puzzled. Then, he touched Huo Xiaoran’s forehead and wondered, “You don’t have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense so early in the morning?”

Huo Xiaoran asked anxiously, “Didn’t Qiao An come last night… ”

Although he’d had a blackout from drinking, he vaguely remembered what Qiao An had said to him. He couldn’t remember the specifics of every sentence, but he felt as if Qiao An had told him something joyous.

The child’s parentage had something to do with him.

Huo Zhou looked at his arm and a trace of worry flashed across his eyes. “Xiaoran, why did you suddenly start hurting yourself again? Has your depression worsened? Look, you’re starting to hallucinate. Last night, you were the one who called me, so I sent you to the hospital.”

Huo Xiaoran was dumbfounded. So, the beautiful image that remained in his mind last night was his imagination?

Huo Xiaoran said in pain, “Don’t worry, it’s not a depression attack. It’s just that I can’t drink. If I drink, I’ll lose control.”

Seeing his dejected look, Huo Zhou was even more certain that he had been hallucinating. That was clearly a sign of depression.

“Xiaoran, go for treatment.”

Huo Xiaoran stared at Huo Zhou’s worried face and comforted him with a smile. “If I really wanted to commit suicide, I wouldn’t have called you for help.”

Huo Zhou sighed. “I can’t argue with you. But from now on. You have to let me follow you twenty-four hours a day.”

Huo Xiaoran nodded. “Up to you.”

Not long after, Xiao Yue arrived at the hospital with Angel Qiao in her arms.

But the Angel was wearing a cute fox mask and a princess dress. She was so armed that he wasn’t much different from the person in the condom.

Xiao Yue pushed open the door of the ward. Huo Zhou and Xiao Ran were stunned when they saw the child in her arms.

“Xiao Yue, who is this?”

Xiao Yue mysteriously locked the ward door. Then she lowered Angel Qiao to the ground. “I was afraid you would be lonely, so I brought you benefits.”

Then he instructed Angel Qiao, “Baby, say Hi.”

The angel immediately pounced to the bed and shook Huo Xiaoran’s hand affectionately.

“Uncle.” The voice was soft and glutinous.

When Huo Xiaoran heard this familiar voice, he was stunned.

Huo Zhou exclaimed, “Isn’t this Qiao An’s niece?”

Huo Xiaoran hugged Angel Qiao and gently took off her mask. He liked that face that resembled Qiao An very much.

He corrected Huo Zhou. “No, this is Qiao An’s daughter.”

Huo Zhou was dumbfounded.

“Tell Uncle, where’s your mommy?” Huo Xiaoran was most concerned about Qiao An’s whereabouts.

Angel Qiao said childishly, “Mommy went to work. She entrusted us to Auntie Yueyue.”

Huo Xiaoran frowned slightly. How could Qiao An abandon such a young child to a careless person like Xiao Yue?

“Where did Mommy go to work?”

“I don’t know.”

Huo Xiaoran loved Qiao An and inexplicably liked her. He couldn’t hide his love for children.

Huo Zhou felt suffocated.

It was very inappropriate for Qiao An to take advantage of Huo Xiaoran’s love and bear children for another man.

Huo Zhou really wanted to know about the man hiding behind Qiao An, so he asked Angel Qiao directly, “Baby, where’s your daddy?”