Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 225 Guessing She's Pregnant (2)
Ling Mo smoked a cigarette again, "What did you say?"

"I asked them to wait for the notice."

Ling Mo threw the unlit cigarette directly into the trash can, raised his wrist and looked, "You inform them to have a meeting at 08:30."

Su Mojie froze for a moment, although he didn't understand why Ling Mo did this, he still nodded, "Well, I'll make arrangements right away."

Ling Mo took the coat and walked downstairs, started the car engine, and headed straight for Yujingwan Villa.

In the current Yujingwan Villa, it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that someone has just been robbed.

Ling Mo was not surprised at all, as if everything was within his expectations.

"Ling Mo, you're here." Upon seeing him, Pei Hongfen trotted anxiously to meet him.

Ling Mo looked around and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What happened?"

Only then did Pei Hongfen sigh, and told him everything that happened to Mingzhu after he left.

After hearing everything, Ling Mo didn't show any surprise on his face, he just raised his feet and walked up the stairs, "I'll go see her." After taking two steps, he turned back, "Aunt Pei, where's Uncle Li?"

"He went to see the doctor."

Ling Mo didn't speak any more, turned his head back, and strode upstairs.

Standing at the door of a certain room on the second floor, Ling Mo hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Get out!" Mingzhu's furious voice came from inside, "Get out of here, all of you!"

"Then I'm really leaving." Ling Mo was not angry, but said this very patiently.

The room was quiet for a moment, and the door was quickly opened. When she saw the person standing at the door, she was really lingering, and Mingzhu's eyes turned red, "Mo, you are finally here."

"What's the matter?" Ling Mo let her fall into his arms, but only put his arms around her shoulders symbolically.

"One of my very important things was stolen." Mingzhu lay on the man's chest, weeping loudly, the big teardrops soaked a large area of ​​the man's chest in a blink of an eye.

"What's missing, it's worth our lovely Pearl being so sad." Ling Mo looked into the room, "Come and tell me, I'll buy you ten identical ones right away."

"You can't buy it, no matter how much money you have." Mingzhu buried herself in his chest and just shook her head.

"Okay, don't be sad, get hungry, I'll take you out to eat." Ling Mo's brows were indifferent, without any emotion.

Seeing that Mingzhu didn't object, Ling Mo held her shoulders and walked downstairs.

Pei Hongfen was standing at the bottom of the stairs, waiting anxiously. When she saw the pearl that was almost nestled in Ling Mo's arms, she felt relieved. In this world, only Ling Mo could persuade the pearl.

"Aunt Pei, I'm taking Mingzhu out for dinner, so I'll trouble you to clean up here." When passing by Pei Hongfen, Ling Mo glanced at her indifferently.

Pei Hongfen nodded again and again, with relief on her face, "It's so late, I should be hungry, go eat quickly."

After leaving Ling Mo's villa, after waiting for a long time, Ye Chen walked towards the bus stop not far away without waiting for a taxi.

Ye Chen didn't look around, and walked up directly. It was getting late, and even the bus, which was always crowded, was empty. There were only five people in the compartment, including the driver.

Ye Chen chose a seat by the window and sat down. He turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window. Ye Chen felt more and more panic in his heart, feeling that something bad was going to happen recently.

The car stopped at an intersection. It seemed that there was a red light ahead. Looking at the surrounding scenery, it was getting more and more bustling. He had already reached the city center. Ye Chen wanted to get off at the next stop, so he got up and walked towards the back door.

He put his hand on the handrail, but when he saw the black Bentley parked next to the bus, his pupils suddenly closed.

Looking from her position, she could just see that the driver was Ling Mo, and the one sitting in the passenger seat was Mingzhu.

Mingzhu seemed to be crying, because Ling Mo not only turned his head to say something to her from time to time, but also took out a tissue and handed it to her from time to time.

What sad thing happened to make the pampered Miss Ming cry like this?
Ye Chen felt her left eyelid twitch suddenly. When she saw this woman again, even though it was only from a long distance, she still felt an unknown uneasiness in her heart.

The performance of a sports car with millions of dollars is certainly not comparable to that of a bus. In the blink of an eye, when the green light turns on, it disappears from sight.

Ye Chen frowned, and she didn't know if it was because she felt nausea in her chest at the beginning of her pregnancy. As soon as the bus pulled into the station, she ran out of the car, squatted on the side of the road, and started to retch.

For dinner, except for a glass of lemonade, she didn't have any grains of rice. She retched so much that she was about to vomit jaundice, but she still didn't vomit anything.

A gust of night wind hit her, she felt very cold, shivered, gritted her teeth to stand up, but tears rolled down her eyes.

On the street, there were many people coming and going, she didn't think about others, but her actions aroused other people's thoughts.

Not far from her, there was a man with deep black eyes, who was looking at her steadfastly. When he saw her vomit tears and snot coming out, a hint of surprise... and astonishment flashed in his amber pupils.

Thinking back to what she said twice interrupted by herself during the day, her guess about something became even more certain.

"Mo, what are you looking at?" Seeing that Ling Mo's gaze had been locked somewhere, Mingzhu, who got off the passenger seat, couldn't help asking him, and wanted to follow his line of sight.

"I didn't see anything." Before she had time to look over there, Ling Mo had already stretched out his hand, quickly wrapped it around her waist, and strode towards the western restaurant not far away.

Seeing Ling Mo suddenly wrap her arms around her waist, Mingzhu felt unspeakably happy. Ever since she grew up, Ling Mo had rarely done such intimate gestures to her.

Full of joy, she didn't look over there again, but, who is Mingzhu? It may be an exaggeration to say that she has a better heart than Bigan, but to say that she only has a beautiful face and no smart heart, but He also wronged her.

(End of this chapter)