Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 82 You are on purpose

Liao Qiushuang's movements froze immediately, her face turned cold, and she closed the case with a snap.

"You mean it, right?" The woman with an unnatural expression reached out to pick up the cup on the table, and poured water for a while, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, she blinked quickly a few times, and finally got up and stood by the window.

"Sorry, don't think about it if it's too painful, pretend I didn't ask."

It's not my intention to touch the pain that others don't want to touch. Knowing that she needs to be quiet, I patted her on the shoulder, "Forget it when it's over."

He glanced at her with complicated eyes, and opened the door with a soft sigh.

"When Shutong was pregnant, Mo Yan had just entered Suyang. He was so busy that he didn't see anyone all day long. You know An Qing'er's temper. If she stares at a person, it's like the police staring at a prisoner. Pregnant women More sensitive, more irritable, and will definitely explode after being depressed for too long. I still remember that it was also an extremely hot summer, I was at work, and Shutong called me to pick her up, who knows..."

The woman immersed in pain breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe it's fate. The car I was driving well in the morning unexpectedly failed like a god. When I was turning a corner, there was a car coming from the opposite direction. I couldn't dodge it and bumped into it abruptly. At that time Shu Tong was sitting on the co-pilot, without a seat belt, and crashed straight into the windshield. At that time, the front of the car was almost completely twisted. I was miraculously fine, and it was also because everyone pointed their fingers at me. .”

I withdrew my hand to open the door and frowned, "Is the brake failure accidental or man-made?"

Liao Qiushuang shook her head, "After we were rescued, the car caught fire. When the firefighters arrived, everything that should have been burned in the car was gone, leaving no clues. I was charged with this crime. Unable to bear their accusations and the torture of my relatives, I went into self-imposed exile for four years."

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Shutong doesn't want to see me until now, but I really didn't do anything."

I held her in my arms, "I believe in you, there will always be a day when the truth will be revealed."

The sun was shining outside the window, the office was cold and unrestrained, and it fell into dead silence. It took a long time for Liao Qiushuang to come out of his sadness. We sat opposite each other in silence, and no one spoke again.

I stared at the shining mouse on the table in a daze, and always felt that there was an invisible big hand stretching its teeth and claws at me, and it might strangle my throat at any time and kill me. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. feel.

At noon, the moody Jiang Moyan kicked the door in and took me away.

This time he didn't yell at me like before. When he was about to leave the house, the look in Liao Qiushuang's eyes didn't have the anger of wanting to burn her to death in the past. .

"Wang Haoyu was the one who informed me that you were taken away, and An Qing'er went to the hospital to look for you." Jiang Moyan put down the knife and fork and wiped his mouth, "You should learn table manners, if you don't want to go to work, I'll help you Get an etiquette teacher."

The corners of my mouth twitched lightly, I'm going... Please don't think it's a trip?
"I'll use it in the future." Jiang Moyan explained when he saw me frowning and inserting the steak in front of me.

I touched my nose lightly. If my mother, who is an etiquette teacher, knew that Jiang Moyan was going to hire an etiquette teacher for me, she would probably have the urge to hit the wall on the spot.

"No, I know all these etiquettes. If you feel that I am so uncomfortable, I will pay attention to it in the future."

My circle of life is the middle and lower classes. If I put on the posture of a lady every day, others will definitely say that you are pretending.In order not to be squeezed out, I have always been very casual, and over time I got used to how I feel comfortable.

In the afternoon, Jiang Moyan didn't go to the hospital again, but took me to the department store.

Seeing the large and small packaging bags in Qifeng's hands, I felt the urge to cry. When Jiang Moyan pointed at the Nth dress without any money, I grabbed his arm without tears. .

"I...I don't like wearing skirts."

Jiang Moyan gave me a look that I have to wear if I don't like it, and took the skirt handed over by the waiter.

"The largest size."

"Sir, this lady should fit you well in size S."

The waiter looked at me and offered suggestions.

"It fits now, it won't be so soon."

Jiang Moyan didn't care about the eyes of the people around him and pinched my face, and his eyes seemed to pass over my flat belly.

"Why can't you tell in the future? I have never been fat since I was a child." I don't know why they want to hide the pregnancy from me. If they want this child, shouldn't they ask me to pay attention?
Jiang Moyan didn't speak, and took my hand and walked outside. The moment he turned around, I clearly saw his fleeting worry, and my heart couldn't help but sink.

Jiang Moyan took me to visit my parents. I still feel a little grateful for what he did. I ate dinner at my parents' place. Jiang Moyan sent me home and left.

An Qing'er knocked on the door with a grim expression, "From now on, no matter if you want to go out by yourself or Mo Yan wants to take you out, you will not be allowed."

"Mom, I am a person, not a small animal you raised in captivity. I am very uncomfortable when you restrict my freedom like this."

Facing the strong An Qing'er, I endured again and again and did not make her restrain, but went too far. My patience was finally exhausted, and I opened my mouth to push back.

"Hey, I've given you a good face for a few days and I really think I'm someone, right? If it weren't for your stomach..." An Qing'er's face changed, "For Mo Yan's sake, I'm too lazy to serve you. Remember what you said just now!"

An Qinger glanced at me and turned around angrily.

"You look at it for the sake of my pregnancy."

Hearing this, An Qing'er stepped back to the original place, grabbed my arm nervously, and asked eagerly, "Did Mo Yan tell you? What else did he tell you? Do you want the child or not? "

I tore off the hand that was scratching my sore arm. Under the bright moonlight, an incomprehensible fear appeared on An Qinger's face. It was hard to find the wrinkled and full forehead. In less than half a minute, a layer of cold sweat broke out, and I dare not breathe. Waiting for my next words.

Seeing her like this, I frowned, "He didn't say anything."

An Qinger breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, she suddenly grabbed my arm again.

"You have to have this child. Let me tell you, a woman's first child is generally very important. Some people cannot conceive again after abortion, especially like..." An Qing'er stopped, straightened her face, "Don't forget to rest early."

I stood where I was, looking at An Qing'er's tall back, and my doubts grew.

(End of this chapter)