MTL - Forced Marriage VIP Front-Seat: My Superstar Ex-wife is very Popular

An family house, An Shiyi black suit, hair comb art is not awkward, handsome face is cold and serious.

He came out from the door and took the car directly.

"Go to the hospital."

However, not long after, he received an call from Ansu. "Young master, little lady ran."

An Shizhen’s face is hard to look at once, “What happened?”

After hearing Ann Su said, he silenced for a moment and said: "Protect her."

In front, Anyuan couldn't help but ask: "Young master, what should I do now?"

An Shiyi stroked his eyebrows and said: "Tell them, the lady is not comfortable, the wedding is delayed."

Anyuan’s face changed slightly and he said: “Yes!”

After leaving the mall, An Yue went to the airport at the fastest speed and bought the fastest flight to B.

She didn't know where she should go, but the school was the place she was most familiar with.

After arriving in City B, she took a taxi back to the dormitory.

On Friday night, the people in the dormitory were not there. When An Yue arrived, she looked at the familiar bed and her eyes were a little hot. She finally came back.

She was kneeling on the table, and even she missed the table.

It was only after a month that she felt that it was like a century long.

After sitting for a while, she took a clean towel from the closet, took a basin of water and started wiping her desk.

She told herself that it would be nice to come back, even if she stayed for a few days, she felt enough.

This is probably her last freedom.

Wang Jiaxin had a meal with her friends. When she opened the door, she saw An Yue. She thought she had spent her eyes and tentatively shouted: "An Yue?"

An Yue smiled at her and smiled, "Jia Xin."

Wang Jiaxin stepped forward and went to her and asked: "How come you come back, don't you say that you have two months off? This is only a month."

An Yue licked her lips. "The matter at home is over, so I will be back."

"How do you do it, thin into this, and his face is also bad." Wang Jiaxin frowned slightly, looked at An Yue, and reached out to hold her wrist, no one is going.

"I'm fine." An Yue shook his head.

"When you come back, the dormitory can also be lively." Wang Jiaxin laughed.

An Yue looked at her, holding her lips and not talking.

Not long after, Wu Qian and Zeng Yuxi also came back. When they saw An Yue, they were as surprised as Wang Jiaxin.

Everyone was curious at this moment. "When you go back to your brother's wedding, how do you put yourself out of the prison? The face is pale and not so thin. It's so thin."

An Yue smiled a little reluctantly. "There have been some things happening at home, but they have all passed."

"That's good." The crowd did not ask much.

Several people said for a while, An Yue took a shower, climbed into the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Surrounded by familiar people, she has nothing to fear.

The next morning, she got up early and cleaned up, and went to class with Wang Jiaxin.

Other people in the class saw her coming, and they were a little surprised, but they didn't care too much.

At noon, Huayu came over and blocked at the door of the classroom.

An Yue looked at him and smiled.

I don't know why, Huayu felt a vicissitude from her smile.

He asked: "When is it coming back?"

"Yesterday." An Yue answered.

"How come suddenly for such a long time, no one will call you, and Zhou Xiaomin can't contact you." Hua Yu slightly frowned.

An Yue licked her lips, did not speak, went forward, Huayu immediately followed.