Chapter 2181 No Love, Only Hate

When those familiar almond eyes opened again——

When she saw the bottom of her crystal clear eyes, the anger and anger that belonged only to Su Qing flashed.

Those bright eyes shone with light that rose from anger.

That was Su Qing's hatred for him, deep hatred...

Although it hurts, it is so fresh.

At that moment, Qiao Mohan, who leaned over and whispered in Su Qing's ear, trembled slightly with his right hand at an angle that no one else could see—and then tightened it quietly.

The evil and wild Danfeng eyes were bloodshot with scarlet.

That is the sequelae of insomnia for a long time.

But now, the sockets of his eyes were even redder - he, Qiao Mohan, actually felt sour when he saw the familiar hatred in those almond eyes.

The eyes of the two exchanged in the air like this.

Although Su Qing woke up with a loud cry, she was actually very weak.

She fell into a coma for several days, had a fever again, and almost aborted her child.

Su Qing didn't have the consciousness to survive. She was too tired and sleepy, so she wanted to sleep like that until the end of her life.

There are too many things in reality that make her want to escape. If it weren't for Qiao Mohan's threatening words in her ears, she might continue to escape and never wake up.

At this moment, Su Qing's pale face was still bloodless, her lips were dry, but those almond eyes filled with hatred and anger were brighter and more dazzling than ever.

She looked at Qiao Mohan who was leaning close to her, at his scarlet red phoenix eyes, at his face that made her hate her so much.

She wanted to ask Qiao Mohan why he was so cruel.

Why is it okay to be cruel to her, but also to be cruel to Mu'er?

Could it be that Mu'er is not his daughter, isn't he his daughter!

But after a long time without a drop of water, his throat was already dry and hoarse, and the hoarse and exhausted shout just now hurt his dry throat even more.

Now, even if Su Qing wanted to question this cruel man, she couldn't open her mouth or make a sound.

So, she just stared at Qiao Mohan like this.

He stared at him with resentment.

There was no trace of love in the eyes that were shining with water.

Such resolute eyes are like a sharp blade, trying to separate Qiao Mohan from her past.

The beloved woman glared at her with such eyes.

Even if all of this was his own fault, and he had already prepared for it, Qiao Mohan would still have the dull pain of being stabbed into the heart with a knife and trying to tear out the soft flesh of his heart.

However, his Xiaoqing came back.

She finally stopped avoiding the deep sleep, and she finally opened her eyes.

Even if she hated him, she would never smile at him with those almond eyes full of tenderness, and the corners of her lips curled up with sweet dimples.

But she came back after all...

Qiao Mohan couldn't tell whether the rampant current in his heart was joy or sorrow or regret.

He suppressed the pain in his heart, raised his eyes, and met Su Qing's resolute, hate-filled almond eyes with calm eyes as much as possible.

"So you're awake... I thought you wouldn't be able to wake up in this life, so you could save me trouble."

After saying this, Su Qing's apricot eyes, which were already full of hatred, suddenly became brighter.

It was a manifestation of a lively desire to survive after being irritated.

Very well, he knew that his Xiaoqing would never be a woman who gave up easily.

If she loves, she can no longer find a reason to recover as soon as possible.

Then use hate.

With hatred at least there is hope, with hatred... She will recover as soon as possible and stay away from him as soon as possible.

【The next chapter before 18:40】