Qiao Yimo opened his mouth, his fingers holding the phone harder, "Is she not dead?"
"..."
Pei Qian said leisurely: "It is said that a woman in love has a negative IQ. You are an upgraded IQ. She did not die. She was an oolong seven years ago. Now she is back. This is the most I can tell you. As for what else you want to know, ask him yourself."
Qiao Yimo, "..."
He's really not dead... That's why he was so happy
Although he had guessed it, after being confirmed by him, his heart suddenly became cold.
She didn't speak for a long time, and her heart was mixed.
Pei Qian probably can also think of her feelings at this time, sighed, and symbolically comforted a few words, "You and Anian have been married not long ago, but you probably know a little about his temperament. Although he is not a good man, But he didn't plan to do anything like cheating. If he likes to be someone else in his heart, he will definitely divorce you directly. Even if because of his original promise, the marriage will not be divorced, he will confess to you clearly."
Qiao Yimo closed her eyes. She knew all of this. He didn't bother to do anything derailed, but this kind of direct and honest sex would make her feel more terrible.
It's like... She was still lingering with him the moment before, and then the defendant left the Fu's house.
After a moment of silence, she whispered, "He hasn't told me anything yet, probably because I don't think I need to know."
Pei Qian’s smile remained unchanged, and he didn’t care if he would hurt her. He said bluntly: "What is his virtue? You don’t know? The woman who has been dead for seven years suddenly appeared. He hasn’t slowed down, how could he follow You say? You should understand that you are not even a friend except his nominal wife."
"..."
Qiao Yimo's eyebrows shook slightly.
Not even friends...
…
After that night, Fu Sinian came back very late for a few days, even if he didn't drink, he didn't have much to say to her.
She didn't have the courage to ask, and she had no reason to speak, as if she had a thorn in her heart, she felt very uncomfortable.
It is also absent-minded to go shopping with Mo Nan.
"Momo, what's wrong with you?"
In the mall, Mo Nan glanced at her puzzledly.
"It's okay, if you buy it, let's go back." Qiao Yimo shook his head and came out without makeup, wearing only a hat, watching
He is extremely low-key, but his face is really not so good.
Mo Nan curled his eyebrows, "We just came out, you are going back? Is there anything wrong with you?"
Qiao Yimo was afraid that she would ask about Fu Sinian again, and said casually: "I have lost my job now. Do you think I am still in the mood to go shopping here with you?"
Mo Nan put down the clothes in his hand and handed it over with a blank eye. "Has not Lu Shao already promised you? Just wait for the reply. What are you worried about?"
Qiao Yimo stared at the white wedding dresses in the window, and said in a daze: "How do I know if he has any other purpose? I don't want to jump into the fire pit anymore."
Mo Nan picked another pair of shoes, gestured on his feet, and said: "Don't he say that he won't touch you? As long as you don't sleep with you, you don't care what other purposes he has, and you don't start to take the scene. The day lily will be cold, and the new students in the theater are about to graduate soon. How much time do you think you have?"
Qiao Yimo pursed his lips and was speechless.
Indeed, the exchange of blood in the entertainment industry is too fast, and there is not much time for her.
She thought about it, took out her mobile phone from her bag and planned to make a call to Xiao Xiao, but found that the mobile phone was dead.
Beckoned to the woman on the opposite side, "Let me use the phone!"
Mo Nan lowered her head to try on the shoes, and handed her the phone without lifting her head. It was just that she woke up suddenly in the middle of the journey, and suddenly remembered something, so she drew back and said with a smirk: "Uh, I remembered my phone Remind that it’s down, and forgot to recharge the phone bill, you can either ask the waiter to borrow a charger."
Qiao Yimo didn't care too much, so he put the phone back in his hand, "Forget it, go back and call again."
Mo Nan lowered his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The photo she took of Fu Sinian and other women on the phone that day was still in it. She hasn't considered whether to show it to her yet.
Very boring, Qiao Yimo also got up and looked at his clothes casually.
Mo Nan glanced at her secretly, took a piece of clothing and gestured on her, pretending to ask casually: "How are you and President Fu?"
Qiao Yimo paused after touching the fingers of his clothes, then lowered his eyes and chuckled, "It's still the same, what can be changed?"
"No change at all, is it the same as before?" Mo Nan suddenly curled his eyebrows and grabbed her arm.
Qiao Yimo was startled, turning his eyes to wonder
Looked at her, "Aren't you very clear?"
Realizing that his reaction was a bit strong, Mo Nan hurriedly let go of her hand, twitched the corners of her lips, and said casually with a dry smile: "Did you not say before, did he want you to get pregnant for grandpa? So I want to know you two Has there been any progress recently, or... have you found anything unusual about him."
In the last sentence, she spoke very slowly, her tone was careful, her eyes fixed on her reaction.
I wonder if she didn't notice it at all? Or is Fu Sinian pretending to be too good
Qiao Yimo's expression changed, but it was fleeting, watching her laugh at herself: "The child is not pregnant yet, what progress do you think can be made? Besides, he didn't let me give birth because he wanted a child."
Mo Nan asked immediately: "Then do you plan to fight?"
Qiao Yimo was silent.
Do you want
When he spoke at the hospital that day, she instinctively wanted to refuse. At night, she heard his drunken dreams. She suddenly felt that this child would be loved when he came to the world
Even if Mr. Fu loves him, but his grandfather is old, no one can predict how many years he will live. His sweetheart is back, and it is still unknown whether he and him will go to the end. It must be inappropriate for this child to come now.
Even if she kept her place in Fu's house for the sake of mother Ping Zigui, she would not use her child.
Pursing her lips, she lowered her head and said clearly, "No."
Mo Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some worry: "I can't always get pregnant, so are you afraid of him asking?"
Qiao Yimo raised his eyes to see a medium-sized windbreaker, picked it up and tried, and laughed at himself lightly, "He probably doesn't care about me now. It's not certain who gave birth to this child in the end."
"I will try this dress."
"..."
Mo Nan was stunned, watching her walk into the fitting room, thinking about what she had just said in his mind.
A few minutes later, Qiao Yimo walked out, in the khaki mid-length trench coat, which fully showed her temperament, and the two legs that lined her looked slender and straight, calm and not old-fashioned.
She stood in front of the mirror and turned around and asked: "How about this dress? Nan Nan?"
Mo Nan was thinking about it, and suddenly woke up, "Huh?"
Qiao Yimo raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and asked faintly: "What's the matter with you?"
(End of this chapter)