"Stop eating?" At the table, Mo Zhengyan couldn't help asking when seeing her put down the dishes.
Song Qiyue picked up the napkin and wiped it, she turned her head and smiled, "Don't eat, you're not hungry."
"You don't seem to have eaten much recently." Even Mo Zhengyan found out about this problem, as she had done a few days ago.
Song Qiyue said, "Hey, I go out for tea and snacks in the afternoon, so I'm not hungry."
"I have eaten so many sweets outside, and I won't eat it when I get home. If you continue like this, you will not be allowed to go out." Mo Zhengyan said.
Song Qiyue smiled, "You are going to put me in confinement."
"Drink another bowl of soup." Mo Zhengyan said again, and Steward Cao immediately filled a bowl of soup and handed it over.
Song Qiyue frowned, "Zheng Yan."
She really can't drink anymore.
Mo Zhengyan ordered, "Drink it."
After drinking two mouthfuls of the soup, his stomach felt uncomfortable again, Song Qiyue said, "I can't drink it anymore."
"Let you have a soup, I don't know, I thought it was for you to drink poison." Mo Zhengyan didn't let her drink any more, seeing her face pale, "Uncomfortable?"
Song Qiyue said, "I feel a little sick in my stomach. I ate too much when I went out with Chu Yan at noon."
"I heard the steward Cao said, you have packed several dishes." Mo Zhengyan looked at the two dishes on the table, but brought them home without touching them.
Song Qiyue said with a smile, "It's rare for Chu Yan to entertain guests. What can I do without blackmailing her. You continue to eat and I will lie upstairs for a while."
Going upstairs and lying in the reclining chair, Song Qiyue's mind was entangled with the possibility of doubt.
Is it really there?
Unlikely.
But, what if it really is?
It was tangled, Mo Zhengyan came up, "Still uncomfortable?"
"En." Song Qiyue opened her hands and motioned for him to hug.
He has become accustomed to her coquettish behavior. He just stepped forward and picked her up, letting her lie in his arms, leaning on his chest, his hand touching her stomach, and gently rubbing, "See you still Eat so much."
"Zheng Yan, do you think I will get pregnant suddenly?" Song Qiyue was bored for a while, and she suddenly said with a smile.
Mo Zhengyan must have been astonished. Song Qiyue looked at his expression and saw his astonishment, "have it?"
"It's just a hypothesis." She patted his handsome face, really didn't like his frozen expression.
Mo Zhengyan considered this issue very seriously, and suddenly said, "It's not the time."
It's not time.
When, when was the child pregnant.
Song Qiyue condensed in her heart and strangled. She didn't know his attitude towards children. When he was an underground lover before, he said that contraception is common sense. She still smiled and said, "I still plan to find Work, I think at least next year, or the next year will be about to have a child. Hey? No, it won’t work if I have a successful career and I’m busy at that time."
"Look back again." He said with a smile, yelling "July."
"Yep?"
He stared, "If you have one, tell me."
She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Of course I tell you, I won't tell you, or to whom. Zhengyan, what time is it, has my idol drama started?"
The TV series are lively and lively, but compared to the real life, this drama is still a lot worse.
Song Qiyue was lying in Mo Zhengyan's arms, with his hand still on her abdomen and gently stroking.
If there is a life in the body, can he feel it?
Song Qiyue thought that she was arbitrarily and unstructured in dealing with things, so she decided to do it wishful thinking. But the night was really long, he hugged himself to sleep, but she couldn't sleep peacefully. It's just that the days are always going to be the same, or just lazy as usual, and go out in the afternoon as usual.
In the cafe, Song Qiyue told her something interesting about being outside, and women were fascinated by it.
Only halfway through, a phone call interrupted them.
But I received a call from Mo Zhai. It was from Manager Zhao, "Miss July, are you free today? Madam would like to invite you to go home and sit down."
Mrs. Mo came to invite her to go back. It was a bit sudden, and it didn't seem to be that simple.
"Now?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Yes, now." Manager Zhao said.
Song Qiyue couldn't refuse, she replied, "Okay, then I will come over now."
But Song Qiyue had to apologize to Miss Tao, she said to them, "Miss Tao, I'm so sorry, there is something urgent at home, I can only come here today, and come back when the sky is clear." ?"
The woman nodded and just passed the cake.
"Is it for me? Two copies?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
"En." The woman nodded, in a dull voice, "Here you are."
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "I can't finish it all by myself."
"Two people." The woman said again.
Song Qiyue understood right now, it seems that Tang Yunsheng should have told her that she was married, so Ms. Tao specially prepared two copies.
"That's really blessed." Song Qiyue took the cake and said goodbye to her.
The sun was shining in the afternoon, and Song Qiyue drove all the way to the old house of the Mo family. In the bright sunshine, the entire old house of Mo family was immersed in the light, and the green glazed glass of the windows of the side hall showed the smudged orange and yellow alternately with the green, which felt very transparent.
Every time he came, it was not without fear and caution, but today, Song Qiyue has calmed down a lot.
In the side hall, Father Mo was not there, only Madam Mo was sitting on the sofa, she seemed to be waiting for her arrival. And beside her, Sister Jiang followed, as before.
It's just that there is a difference from the past, that is, besides Sister Jiang, there are several other women on the side.
They seemed to be Mrs. Mo's cronies, and they were all standing behind them, and at this glance, there was a feeling of oppression.
Mrs. Mo has always been elegant and solemn, even if she smiles slightly, her smile will make people respectful and dare not offend easily. Somehow at this moment, this feeling is even worse.
Song Qiyue stepped forward and stood still, and she respectfully shouted, "Mother."
Madam Mo looked at her, smiled and opened her mouth, "You are here."
"En." Song Qiyue said.
"A while ago, I heard Zhengyan said that you went out to work and were not in Hong Kong, so you didn't come back with him." Madam Mo said.
Speaking of this, Song Qiyue is also a little guilty, "Yes, because I was busy going out, so I couldn't rush back. I only returned to Hong Kong a few days ago, and Zhengyan told him to have a meal with his father and mother. But Zhengyan I’m a bit busy, and it’s almost the New Year, so I plan to come back and live for a while when the new year is closed.
It was indeed about this matter, and I was done and returned to Hong Kong City. After moving back to the mansion, Song Qiyue certainly thought of the old house. It's just that Mo Zhengyan said that Mo's father is not in Hong Kong, and it will not be too late to return to his old house when he will come back for the New Year. Besides, he was busy at the end of the year.
Song Qiyue also responded.
"I'm sorry, mother, I should come to accompany you for dinner immediately after I come back." Song Qiyue thought that she didn't do everything.
Madam Mo looked at her and said, "If you have more time, don't worry. But there are some things that are more important than eating."
"Mother, please tell me." Song Qiyue did not dare to slacken off.
Madam Mo looked at her for a moment, and she faintly opened her mouth, "This time you are on a business trip, you are back to Haicheng."
"Yes."
"You went back and helped Zhou's friends."
"Yes."
"The third son of the Zhou family, Zhou Suhe."
"Yes."
"You and him grew up together, very close."
"Yes."
"He is in a difficult situation this time. Please help, and you will pass."
"Yes."
Mrs. Mo said, Song Qiyue responded. At this moment, she heard her like a statement, but it gave Song Qiyue an illusion, which seemed to be a confirmation of the closing of the case.
"You and Young Master Wednesday went out together to work on a project, and encountered danger halfway through." Madam Mo said again.
This reminded Song Qiyue of that paragraph again, and she immediately said, "Yes, but it's just an accident. Fortunately, we are all fine. This kind of danger will not happen again in the future, please rest assured."
"You and him were trapped in the snow-capped mountains alone for two nights." Madam Mo ignored her words and continued on her own.
"Yes."
Suddenly, Madam Mo paused. Her beautiful eyes looked at her with a tight gaze, as if she wanted to see through her whole person. Only in the next second, she suddenly questioned, the female voice was cold and harsh, "You and him Did not do anything deviant!"
In the last second, Song Qiyue seemed to have a faint feeling in her heart, as if she expected what Madam Mo would say, so at this moment, she was still so calm, she didn't hesitate at all, "No!"
"Song Qiyue, you'd better tell the truth, do you have it!" Madam Mo asked again.
She greeted her as if she answered Mo Zhengyan, "Mother, I don't have one!"
"You have been alone with him for so long, the relationship between you is not just as simple as a friend, will it be?" Her question remained, and Madam Mo narrowed her eyes and asked.
"Really not! Please believe me!" Song Qiyue said.
Her smile became colder and colder, "You two, a lone man and a widow, have the old friendship, carrying Zhengyan on your back, and doing ugly things! Now in front of me, you keep saying that you don’t, you think I will believe it?"
Song Qiyue suddenly felt that she couldn't argue, "Mother, I promise with my whole person, with my family, I swear! I really don't!"
"Do you think God can hear your vows? God will not judge." Madam Mo was sitting in front, her voice faintly heard.
Song Qiyue didn’t know what to do, she wanted to be recognized like this, “Mother, I know, I’m explaining now, you might not believe it, but there is Zhengyan. Even if you don’t believe me, you should always Believe in Zhengyan, he believes in me!"
"Zheng Yan was emotional and blindfolded." All the smiles on Madam Mo's face faded, making Song Qiyue stunned, "I'll ask you again, do you have it!"
"I didn't! No, no!" Song Qiyue insisted.
"You won't tell the truth." Madam Mo whispered and called to her side, "Sister Jiang!"
In an instant, Sister Jiang had already acted after giving an order, "Miss July, I have wronged you."
Song Qiyue stayed on the spot, only to see Madam Mo behind, the women had already approached her, the afternoon sun came in, but her eyes were dark.
"Kneel down!" Whose cold drink sounded, she was trapped and forced to kneel to the ground!