Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 273 Tell me, I'm pregnant
"Qiao Moshen, isn't that Tong Xiaoyun's ex-husband?"

"When two tigers fight, one must be injured. Tell me, who will win, Qiao Moshen or Duan Wangshu?"

"I only envy Tong Xiaoyun, okay? The two male gods have been included in her bag, and she is also a god."

The corners of Cong Yi's lips were slightly raised, and there was a calm smile on his delicate face, "Here he is finally, I really saw him right."

Tong Wei also breathed a sigh of relief, even though he knew that Qiao Moshen would definitely come.

Because he was the one who asked Du Ruo to call Qiao Moshen and tell Qiao Moshen about the wedding date of Tong Xiaoyun and Duan Wangshu.

Although the members of the Qiao family almost killed him because of a misunderstanding, he couldn't just let this matter go, but compared to his daughter's happiness, he should let go of his dissatisfaction first.

These days, he can see clearly... In fact, he could see a long time ago that his precious daughter really has a deep love for Qiao Moshen.

So this time, he chose to hand over his daughter to Qiao Moshen.

But if Qiao Moshen failed his precious daughter again, he would never let it go, and he would never let anyone who hurt his daughter go.

At the wedding scene, Tong Xiaoyun was the most shocked person.

Before that, she thought that Qiao Moshen would come, and she was not surprised by Qiao Moshen's appearance.

It's his aura at the moment... To be precise, it's not surprise, but shock, shock.

The few times I saw him before, he looked haggard and weak because of his illness and weakness.

It's only been a few days since I've seen each other, and the man in front of me has changed back to the original Qiao Moshen.

A black suit and black trousers set off Jomo's tall and slender figure even more straightly, like a benchmark.

He exudes a dignified and dignified demeanor of a king, like a god who has fallen into the world, which makes people worship.

The handsome eyebrows and eyes are like a knife carving, and the powerful aura that can shake everything in the world is simply incomparable. The surrounding flowers and plants seem to wither in this instant.

That devilishly handsome Satanic Demon King appeared here!

Tong Xiaoyun took a deep breath, turned around slowly, raised her hand to lift off the veil on her head, and Qiao Mo's shocked eyes were closely intertwined.

He only looked at her, as if there was nothing in the world that could attract him anymore.

Tong Xiaoyun watched him walk towards her step by step, her breathing became tighter and tighter with his slow and steady steps.

"Snatch the kiss! Snatch the kiss! I really want to snatch the kiss!"

"It's like the plot of a movie, it's so romantic, I want it too!"

"Who isn't? Are they all normal women?"

"But to be honest, I still like Duan Wangshu better. I think he is more attractive when he is bad."

"Go to hell! Men are not bad and women are not in love. It's a stalk many years ago, okay?"

The voice of the priest has not yet died down, "Sir, if you have any reason why this marriage cannot be established, please speak up, or keep silent forever."

Qiao Mo's deep gaze was still tightly focused on Tong Xiaoyun's shocked little face, her beautiful thin lips were slightly raised, and the noble color between the brows was rubbed into a trace of toughness.

He looked at her quietly, opened his thin lips slightly, and said domineeringly, "The reason is... I don't allow it."

Duan Wangshu had a dissolute smile at this moment, walked up to Tong Xiaoyun in a few steps, held Tong Xiaoyun's cold little hand, and announced that Tong Xiaoyun's ownership belonged to him, "Mr. Qiao, thank you for coming to join me and Xiaoyun For today's wedding, don't make jokes, give the red envelope to..."

Qiao Mo was too lazy to listen to him continue, his expression was calm and breezy mixed with a trace of contempt for Duan Wangshu and a certainty for Tong Xiaoyun.

Slowly raised his right palm, with just such a simple movement, a large area of ​​darkness suddenly poured into the doorway of the church.

Tong Xiaoyun's starry eyes widened in an instant, because those men in black who rushed in were all holding guns in their hands... It was the kind of shotgun she had only seen in movies.

This man is...

There were already waves of terrified screams all around, and the sound of gunfire was also mixed in.

Qiao Moshen was in the shock of Tong Xiaoyun, stepped forward, grasped her other little hand, and looked at Duan Wangshu with a slight smile, "I want to take my wife away , please let go."

The corners of Duan Wangshu's lips curled slightly, his smile was extremely charming, and he had no intention of letting go, "What if I don't let go? Are you going to kill me?"

Jomo nodded deeply, "Of course, Lu Li."

"Yes, boss." Upon receiving Qiao Moshen's order, Lu Li immediately stepped forward and handed Qiao Moshen a pistol.

Qiao Moshen took it with the other hand, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun directly between Duan Wangshu's eyebrows.

Tong Xiaoyun's horrified gaze fell on Qiao Moshen's hand holding the gun. He watched his index finger slightly raised, and his heart rose to his throat, almost spitting it out from his mouth.

She didn't know where the strength came from, she threw away Qiao Moshen's big palm, and threw herself directly on Duan Wangshu.

Jomo stepped back a few steps under her strength, and with a "bang", the sound of gunfire rang in his ears.

The bullet flew over the priest's head and onto the cross behind him.

Duan Wangshu originally thought that Qiao Moshen was just holding a gun for show, but he didn't expect him to shoot.

There were horrified screams one after another, and the priest standing under the cross was the one who was most frightened. His legs were so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Tong Xiaoyun staggered and almost fell with Duan Wangshu... If Duan Wangshu hadn't supported her, she would have fallen.

Maybe even the children are gone.

Thinking of this, a scorching flame ignited in Tong Xiaoyun's chest, he turned around abruptly and came in front of Qiao Moshen, and raised his hand to give Qiao Moshen a slap.

But this slap did not fall after all.

She hesitated.

If he could come to her, it meant that he still couldn't let her go.

Actually, how could she let him go?
The moment she saw him appearing at the door of the church, she still thought, let's go with him.

She wants to go with him.

But just now, Qiao Moshen almost caused her to abort her own child, and she suddenly realized that it was impossible.

In front of the child, she couldn't choose Qiao Moshen.

If Qiao Moshen knew that she was pregnant, even if he still wanted to be with her, he would not tolerate the child.

He is so domineering, he doesn't even allow her to dress a little revealingly, let alone she is pregnant with someone else's child?

But when she hesitated, Qiao Moshen bent over and picked her up horizontally, then turned around and walked out of the church as if no one else was there.

A domineering voice followed, "Lu Li, register, I won't let them get red envelopes for nothing."

"Yes, boss." Lu Li replied with a bow, and when he raised his head, his eyes fell on Du Ruo who was in a nympho.

Compared to the panic of the others and the expressionless Cong Yi, Du Ruo's expression really brightened.

……

Qiao Moshen stuffed Tong Xiaoyun into the car, regardless of her struggle, and didn't say a word along the way.

Tong Xiaoyun still struggled violently at first, but in the end, she was also tired, and she dared not use force for fear of hurting her child.

The car drove slowly, but the direction was not the villa.

Halfway through the journey, Tong Xiaoyun realized that he was going to take her into the mountains.

Could this man, like Duan Wangshu, want to imprison her?
No!
Thinking of the pain of being imprisoned by Duan Wangshu, Tong Xiaoyun felt a chill in his heart.

She doesn't want to live like that again.

"Stop, Qiao Moshen, tell him to stop!"

The temperature of Qiao Moshen's body suddenly dropped, and there seemed to be a terrible black mist around the bottom of his dark eyes.

The black mist fainted into the air little by little, and surrounded Tong Xiaoyun, drawing out the most primitive fear in her heart.

Although she knew that Qiao Moshen would not do anything to her, she just couldn't restrain the fear in her heart.

Qiao Moshen still didn't speak, just sat there quietly, not moving, until the car stopped in front of the mountain villa, the driver opened the door, he turned around and got out of the car, went around the car, and hugged her rise.

The sound of rushing water rang in Tong Xiaoyun's ears, mixed with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Tong Xiaoyun was startled and terrified, she didn't even dare to struggle at this moment, she could only pray, "Qiao Moshen, let me go."

Jomo hugged her deeply and strode into the villa, then put her down, locked the door directly, strode forward again, grabbed her wrist, and wanted to go upstairs.

The backlog of panic in Tong Xiaoyun's heart finally broke out at this moment, and she slammed Qiao Moshen's big palm away, shouting hoarsely with tears in her eyes, "Are you crazy? Qiao Moshen, you...you really wanted to Did you kill Duan Wangshu?"

Qiao Mo's thick and heroic eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a slight sullen color between his brows, "What about you? Do you really want to marry him?"

Tong Xiaoyun held her breath, held back tears, and said duplicity, "That's right, I just want to marry...don't!"

Her unfinished words were interrupted by Qiao Moshen's deep kiss, Tong Xiaoyun immediately turned her face away and avoided his lips, "I have nothing with you..."

"Tong Xiaoyun!" Qiao Moshen suddenly roared out.

Anger had been burning in his heart for several days and nights. Ever since the day he saw her and Duan Wangshu going to try on the wedding dress, the anger had never been extinguished.

damn it!
Did she really have no feelings for him?
Even if you hate him and blame him, how can you punish him like this?
"I am pregnant."

A soft sentence made the surroundings completely quiet, and they couldn't even hear each other's breathing.

The tears that hadn't faded from the corners of her eyes finally rolled down her pale cheeks.

Finally... She finally said this sentence.

Lips soaked in tears trembled slightly, Tong Xiaoyun slowly raised a small face full of tears, met Qiao Mo's shocked and dark sight, and said again the words that made his heart ache, "The child is Duan Wangshu's."

His eyes were extremely gloomy, like a dense net, covering her tightly, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Isn't Tong Xiaoyun's heart bleeding?

"That's why I can't be with you... so you still want me?"

Jomo deeply frowned, for a moment, he really couldn't accept the reality.

She... is pregnant with Duan Wangshu's child?
She was pregnant with Duan Wangshu's child.

He kept repeating this sentence in his heart, it was just one sentence, but it tortured him thousands of times.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't get his answer, a sharp pain surged in her chest, she slowly closed her eyes, two lines of tears fell down under her trembling eyelashes, and there were two traces of sadness on her pale face .

That's it.

She finally spoke out, and finally got an answer.

He didn't answer her, which meant that he didn't want her anymore.

The violently trembling heart hit her heart wall hard, Tong Xiaoyun was so painful that she couldn't breathe, she bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from crying out.

Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and turned around slowly.

Just leave like this, as if he had never been to church, and the insignificant excitement that followed him was also overwhelmed by the sorrow in his heart.

From now on, Tong Xiaoyun and Qiao Moshen are people from two worlds, and they no longer have any intersection.

(End of this chapter)