No, it should be said that it has never appeared more appropriately.
As Qiao Shiyu thought about it, her heart felt dim again. Her world was now under the darkness, and she couldn’t breathe.
For a long time, Qiao Shiyu’s eyes were all looking at the direction where Qiao’s mother and Qiao Muyun left, and they were always watching it. President Gu is about to marry Miss An, and President Gu is about to marry Miss An.
Qiao Shiyu’s head was in a mess. Sometimes it was her mother’s blame, and sometimes it was the words that Qiao Muyun just said, Gu Moli was about to marry An Xi. These words were entangled with her like a spell, and she refused to let her go.
Finally, she stumbled onto the stone steps at the entrance of the hospital, just like that, sitting there alone, thinking about nothing.
Her head was buried between her legs, her legs were trying hard to close together, and she tried her best to wrap her coat tightly. Only in this way can her heart not be so lonely.
Suddenly, Qiao Shiyu heard a bustling sound, so she looked up and thought it was something. It turned out to be a large group of reporters chasing someone.
Qiao Shiyu is never keen on star chasing, so it has nothing to do with her, but this large group of people seems to be walking towards her.
However, this is simply impossible.
When these people gradually walked in, the conversation between them came clearly.
“Dr. An, may I ask if this time, is it intentional to marry into Gu’s family? I heard that Miss An has a very special relationship with President Gu in private?” A young reporter with a ponytail asked a question quickly with a camera in his hand, for fear that her problem would be ignored.