Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Nine
Qiao Yimo was stunned, looking at her and wondering how to answer the conversation.
After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "But... These two are different. Senior Ning really likes you. He and Qi Qing are also involuntarily together. He can afford to have a child and can afford this. There shouldn't be any conflict between responsibility and chasing you again, right?"
Mo Nan sneered coldly, "Then he might as well get married and divorce, and come to me after he leaves. Then I might still feel that he is upright and upright. Even if he is a stepmother, it is not a big deal, but not now. Similarly, I despise his behavior, and I feel more and more disgusted in my heart."
"..."
Qiao Yimo looked down and said no more.
In Mo Nan’s words, she didn’t think it was wrong, and she even thought it made sense. She knew what she was doing from the beginning to the end. The reason at that moment can override the feelings, even if she still has a little survivor of the man in her heart. Miss.
…
The two returned to Qiao's house.
As soon as the front foot entered the house, Fu Sinian called.
Qiao Yimo looked at the time, thinking that he was probably off work, press to answer, and his voice became softer almost every second, "Si Nian."
Mo Nan on the side rolled his eyes directly at the ceiling.
She could hardly imagine what would happen to this woman if she really left Fu Sinian one day
In fact, Qiao Yimo didn't know it himself, so he returned to the bedroom with his mobile phone and listened to the man's voice obediently.
"Where did you go?"
Qiao Yimo froze for a moment, and smiled helplessly, "Why do you even ask me if you know it all."
There are people around all the time, can she still tell a lie
The man downplayed, "I like to watch you lie."
"..."
Qiao Yimo couldn't hear how much irony was hidden in these words.
Do you like watching her make a fool of yourself and don't tell her
"I went to the mall with Mo Nan and met some reporters when I came out, that's all."
The man's voice on the phone was calm and strong, and he couldn't hear any emotions, "If you want to go to that kind of place, I can accompany you. If you are inconvenient, don't toss it alone."
"I used to go with Nan Nan, but now you suddenly have a lot of time."
The woman held the phone and lowered her head slightly, her voice was still very light and soft, but her tone was somewhat meaningful.
Cell phone
Bian fell silent suddenly.
Qiao Yimo felt uneasy.
She said that on purpose, and it was indeed a bit more complaining.
She knew he could hear it, but just wanted to see his reaction. Is she going to be angry
The man’s mellow voice was a little more deep, but there was still no anger, "Qiao Yimo, you suddenly went home and suddenly became sulking because of this? All kinds of sarcasm that changed the law and alienated me because of me? It used to be very bad to you, but now suddenly it treats you well, making you think it’s just because of this child?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo didn't speak, her pink lips gradually tightened, and her heart slowly pulled together.
The man chuckled, "It seems that Pei Qian is right."
Pei Qian
Qiao Yimo's eyes changed slightly, and he really asked Doctor Pei specifically.
For a moment, she lowered her eyes and smiled, "Did Pei Qian tell you that pregnant women are emotionally unstable, and I might not want this child if I lose control? So... Are you holding back your anger and talking to me now?"
I can feel the man's breath sinking obviously through the phone.
A few seconds later, he smiled lowly, "Am I holding back the anger, don't you know if you come down and take a look?"
"..."
The woman's face changed suddenly.
He quickly stood up and walked to the window to open the curtains and look down, and said in surprise: "You came to my house?"
The man didn't explain much, and said quietly: "Pack your things and go downstairs. Grandpa probably heard some wind, and let me take you back to the old house tonight."
"..."
Qiao Yimo squeezed the phone tightly. Does Grandpa know that
Seeing that she did not respond, the man sitting in the car at this time squinted his eyes heavily, as if he was really suffocating his anger, and sank: "Qiao Yimo, give you three minutes, otherwise I will go upstairs to catch people."
The woman's heart tightened, biting her lip, "Okay..."
Three minutes later, Qiao Yimo just packed a small backpack and said to Mo Nan in the living room, "He is down, I am going back to the old house now."
Mo Nan was stunned for three seconds, and then exclaimed loudly, "What did you say? Fu..."
Qiao Yimo covered her mouth very quickly and looked at the direction of the kitchen, "Be quiet, don't let parents know that he is downstairs, I will go down first, and you will tell them that I suddenly have something to return to Bishui. cloud
Home now. "
Anyway, there is a driver picking up and dropping off. Just explain, they won't doubt it.
"Woo!" Mo Nan nodded while covering his mouth.
Qiao Yimo let go of her, and she immediately said: "It seems that your grandfather wants to know, then will something big happen tomorrow?"
Father Fu's majesty is one of the best in the entire Jiangcheng. After the great-grandson he dreams of, Fu Sinian's words are probably useless.
Qiao Yimo patted her on the shoulder, and whispered in an angry voice: "You should use your brain to deal with my parents first. Don't think about the useless ones, I'll leave first."
Fearing that the man would really come up to catch her, without waiting for Mo Nan's response, he hurriedly opened the door and went downstairs.
The black luxury car was parked downstairs in the apartment, and Qiao Yimo didn't need to look for it. He opened the door and felt a blast of cold air on his face.
Unclear whether it was the air conditioner in the car or the man, she shrank her shoulders and got into the back seat with her head lowered.
"Drive."
The two cold words made the woman's heart slammed, and the body that was not seated was about to fall down very quickly.
The man dragged her with one hand swiftly, his handsome face tightened, and his thin lips raised up and cursed, "When can you not be so frizzy?"
The woman glanced at him carefully, and said tremblingly: "Are you... angry?"
She only dared to play a petty temper with him on the phone. She was so face to face that she suddenly lost her backbone.
The man buckled her waist and fixed the person beside him, sneered, "Don't you think I was holding back anger? Isn't this question a bit redundant?"
The woman immediately confessed, smiled and raised her face, and said obediently: "I just made a joke with you just now. I didn't expect you to come so soon. I would not say anything if I knew it."
"No, you should say it." The man Jun's smile on his face was slightly cool, and he raised his hand to pinch her cheek, his voice was deep and deep, "Otherwise, how do I know that you have hidden so much thoughts. Isn't it right? , You plan to keep it in your heart, and then find some time to go to the hospital and kill the child?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo swallowed a sip of water, glanced at him timidly, and shook his head stiffly, "How could it be, anyway, it's the same anyway, and I can still get sick? If it did, I might have had it long ago. ."
(End of this chapter)