Chapter 219 The father of the child has the right to know (1/3)
Qiao Yimo turned his head and glanced at the lighted study upstairs, and said dullly: "He seems a little unhappy..."
"Huh?" Mo Nan was stunned, "Are you making him angry?"
"Nor." Qiao Yimo grabbed his hair annoyingly, and said in a low voice, "I said that I would go to Lanzhou with the crew for a few months, and he seemed to be unhappy."
"He won't let you go?"
"It didn't stop me, just..." Qiao Yimo twisted his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.
Fu Sinian didn't say not to let her go, but she just could feel that he was really upset.
Mo Nan seemed to want to understand something. He changed his tone and suddenly smiled: "You won't be soft-hearted, do you want to tell him?"
"..." She really had this plan, maybe he would be happy or maybe.
Mo Nan hesitated for a few seconds, and stated, "Momo, you don’t need to be so entangled at all. If Mr. Fu knows that you are pregnant, he will probably be very happy. Let alone divorce, you are probably the boss of the Fu family. ."
"..."
A row of black lines crossed Qiao Yimo’s forehead, and he said coldly, “Are you writing too many novels? Do you know how painful a marriage without feelings can be? He is not happy, and I will not be happy, this The child is even more innocent. I can't be so selfish and only think about myself."
"But the child belongs to both of you. He is the child's father, and he has the right to know." Mo Nan's tone was slightly solemn, "If you let him know that you get rid of this child, you two will be completely finished. ."
Qiao Yimo shook, and an icy chill burst into his spine instantly.
The last time he had a miscarriage, he was so angry because he didn’t tell him. If this time...
Qiao Yimo's face paled, and suddenly he didn't dare to think anymore.
"Momo..." Mo Nan didn't know how she was, and was a little worried.
There was confusion in Qiao Yimo's heart and mind. After a long silence, she gritted her teeth and whispered: "Nan Nan, let me think about it for a while. When I don't want to give up on him, I will definitely protect him. Good him."
Mo Nan was also a little helpless and sighed, "Momo, no matter what you decide, I will support you, but don't let yourself regret it. If you really love this child, no one will take him from you."
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Hang up
On the phone, Qiao Yimo went back to the bedroom upstairs, with a worried look on his face.
Chen's mother went up to bring her tea, and saw her lying in a daze on the sofa on the balcony. She looked out the window and didn't know what she was thinking. She was thin and pitiful.
In a gentle voice, "Madam, do you want to eat something?"
"No need." Qiao Yimo suddenly awake, smiled lightly, and said: "Chen Ma, please bring me two large suitcases."
Madam Chen was startled, "Mrs., where are you going? Did you argue with your husband again?"
also
Qiao Yimo was embarrassed for a while, and even the servants at home could see that they often quarreled.
"No, I'm just working and going out for a while."
"How long will it take?"
Qiao Yimo twitched the corners of his lips and said softly: "It's not a long time, but during this time, you take good care of him and let him eat on time."
Mother Chen nodded, "Okay, you wait, I'll find a box for you."
Fu Sinian returned to the bedroom from the study, and saw the woman squatting on the ground to pack her clothes, her cold face suddenly became more gloomy.
But he didn't say anything, turned and walked directly towards the bathroom.
Qiao Yimo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at it, his small mouth was slowly tightened, and his head was kept sullen away.
When the man came out, she had already packed a box, carrying another empty box, and was about to enter the dressing room. Fu Sinian had a cold face, and finally reached out a hand to clasp her wrist, in a chilling tone, "You Are you leaving tomorrow?"
Only a bath towel was wrapped around her lower body, her strong chest was still dripping with water droplets, her breath was moist and cold, coupled with his dark and deep eyes, the woman was a little scared, and trembled: "Ming, go tomorrow night."
"Then you are tossing now that you want to roll right away?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo was too scared to speak.
She just wanted to find something to do, and when she moved, she probably wouldn't think about it.
Fu Sinian was silent for a few seconds, released her hand, turned around and sat down by the bed, and said coldly, "Blow me hair."
Qiao Yimo originally thought he was going to get angry again. He was stunned for a few seconds at his sudden attitude, then dropped the box and walked to the bathroom to take out the hair dryer.
The warm wind blew, and the two were quiet, and no one spoke again.
The little hand caressed him finely pierced
With short hair, Qiao Yimo looked for a topic in his heart and tried to break the weird silence. After a long while, he pretended to ask casually, "Si Nian, you said I want to prepare a birthday gift for Grandpa."
The man sat on the side of the bed with his eyes closed, his half-naked body close to the little woman, with no expression on his face, and said coldly: "You can't afford the expensive one, and he doesn't need the cheap one."
"..." Really.
Qiao Yimo twitched the corners of his stiff lips, lowered his eyes and stared at the man inwardly.
But it can't be given away
Normally, she rarely gave gifts to the elderly. If she hadn't made any preparations during this important period, she would definitely be criticized by those people when she turned her back.
She smirked and said curiously: "Then what did you give before?"
Fu Sinian opened his eyes and glanced at her, then curled his lips and mocked, "Is it important to you what I give?"
"Of course it's important!" Qiao Yimo turned off the hair dryer, his little hand gently supported his hair, and said softly, "It didn't matter what you gave before, but now you are married, we are together, I am sure If you don’t have money, it will be very embarrassing for me to deliver something that is too far behind you."
Although the mind is the most important, outsiders don’t think so. After over-interpretation, various rumors will spread.
"Are you also afraid of shame?"
"Not afraid." Qiao Yimo shook his head, then said in a low voice: "I'm just afraid of being ashamed in front of you."
"..."
The man turned his eyes and glanced at her, but did not answer.
He didn't bother to pay attention to the kind words she had come here now.
"Or..." After the woman's dark eyes rolled around for a while, her small face approached him and smiled stupidly, "Or you can give me one for the two of us, because we are together anyway."
Fu Sinian's cool voice slightly mocked and said, "You will be careful."
Qiao Yimo smiled obediently, "I am sharing your worries and solving problems for you. If you lose someone, your face won't look good, isn't it? Although Grandpa won't blame it, there are still many people in the family watching."
Fu Sinian didn't say anything, his expression seemed to be much calmer, and after a while, he said quietly: "Whatever you do, you messed up, it's you who is embarrassed, and it has nothing to do with me. They will never laugh to me anyway. on."
"..."
(End of this chapter)