Reborn sweet wife holds the sky

Chapter 106 She's Impossible To Get Pregnant

"I'm going to be a dad?"

Excitement and chuckle flashed across Zhan Qingxiao's handsome face, and he grabbed Gansen's shoulder a little excitedly.

Gan Sen hurriedly said, "Master, I'll call the private doctor to come over and help the young mistress check her body."

It's rare that Lord Xiao is happy, this is an opportunity for him to make meritorious deeds.

Gan Sen was naturally too busy to express himself.

But before he could take half a step, he was dragged back by Zhan Qingxiao, "Wait a minute."

Although the heart in Zhan Qingxiao's chest was still beating wildly, his brain quickly calmed down, "So, according to your logic, it is possible that she already knows that she is pregnant?"

"Uh, yes... there is a possibility..."

"She knew she was pregnant, but she didn't tell me, why?" The man's handsome brows were furrowed, and suspicion surfaced in his heart.

There was only one time between them, and then she took after-event pills, and there was no way she could have conceived.

So, the child is not his?

Zhan Qingxiao's brain, which was still excited just now, went blank in an instant.

Thinking of this possibility, the man's body was full of hostility, and the bottom of his black eyes were flooded with blood. He quickly pulled the towel at hand, dried his hands, and strode out of the RV like Satan from the depths of purgatory. .

Gan Sen followed behind him, feeling like he was on a roller coaster, turning sharply, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Master! Master, don't be impulsive! The young mistress keeps her life clean, how could she act recklessly? It's probably because we think too much, people's preferences will change, and it may not be true that she is pregnant."

Damn, it's been a long time since his Lord Xiao has shown such a scary expression since he met Young Mistress.

This is going to be a big deal!
Zhan Qingxiao seems to have fallen into a demon now. When he thinks that his own girl has been touched by others, and even has the evil seed of a wild man in her stomach, he can't wait to pinch Si Moai's neck immediately and force him to ask the truth about the wild man. Name, and then caught, hacked into pieces!

She is his!

The wind was blowing under the man's feet, and the hostility around him was like a condensed haze. When he walked near the wishing tree, he heard a melodious sound of a violin.

Skillful techniques and exquisite skills attracted many people around to stop and watch.

The sound of music like water was flowing slowly, Zhan Qingxiao raised his dark eyes, and saw Si Moai who was standing under the wishing tree, playing the piano seriously.

The girl is wearing a simple and casual hooded sweater. Her blue hair is like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind. She has a slender and thin body with a violin on her shoulders. Her back is as straight as a poplar. With her eyes closed, she seems to be immersed in the world of music. Big, she was all alone.

The anger and hostility in Zhan Qingxiao's heart, and all negative emotions, were washed away by this beautiful picture that came directly to him.

The bony masseter muscles on his cheeks relaxed, and his clenched fists opened. After a long time, the man took a long, deep breath before suppressing the devil in his heart.

The bloody smell in the phoenix eyes gradually dissipated.

He can't scare his girl, he should trust her before things are cleared up.

Si Moai hasn't touched the violin for a long time. In her previous life, every time she played, she played for others. She served as Si Yinyin's behind-the-scenes stand-in for more than ten years, and won several trophies, large and small, in place of Si Yinyin. This time, She can finally play for herself.

She sat on the stone pier as if no one else was there, immersed, completely immersed in it.

Si Loo worked tirelessly for more than two hours, until she felt a sharp pain in her fingers, she came back to her senses, opened her eyes, and there was a crowd of onlookers standing around.

She put down the violin, stretched her stiff neck, and bowed politely to everyone. Amidst the applause, she saw a man smoking a cigar with his back against the trunk of an evergreen tree not far away.

As dusk fell, the man's cold facial features could not be seen clearly, the cigar flickered on and off, occasionally illuminating his angular face, the extreme coldness seemed to be cut off in another space.

Si Love was startled, and walked towards Zhan Qingxiao, "Brother Zhan."

The man was contemplating, and when he heard the girl's voice, the alienation around him faded a bit. He lowered his head and snuffed out the cigar at his fingertips, and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray prepared by the assistant. When he opened his eyes, his eyes softened obviously, "Is it over?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhan, have you waited for a long time?"

Si Love stuck out her tongue at him, "It's been a long time since I played the piano, and I couldn't hold back the itch."

Zhan Qingxiao raised the corners of his lips, so charming that people couldn't keep their eyes open, and the smell of tobacco on his fingertips was still there, he rubbed the top of Si Moai's head with the back of his hand, "It's amazing, compared to the professional band I invited. "

While talking, a gentle voice came from behind, "Hi, may I excuse you."

Behind him, a middle-aged Caucasian man in a suit and leather shoes put his hands in his hands. He was so gentlemanly that he took off his hat to Si Moai, and said in a standard Shangjing Mandarin, "This beautiful lady, what did you do just now?" The sound of the violin moved me, so I would like to ask, which music academy did you study in? Where did you learn from?"

Si Moqi and Zhan Qingxiao looked at each other, then looked at the white man, and said with a slight smile, "Thank you for the compliment, but I'm just an amateur, not a student of the Conservatory of Music."

The white man looked surprised, "Amateur?"

"Yes."

Si Momo nodded, it was rare for someone to highly recognize her, she was very happy in her heart.

The white man stared at Si Moai's gaze and couldn't help being respectful. He took out a business card from his pocket, handed it over, and said with a smile on his face, "You are a genius I have seen once in a hundred years. Are you interested in coming to the Donald Conservatory of Music? It is the best music school in the world, as long as you are willing to come, we will definitely make you a great violinist."

This high hat was placed on Si Moai's head, which really made her a little flattered. She remembered that in her previous life, Si Yinyin's net worth skyrocketed because she came back from the Donald Conservatory of Music to be plated with gold.

Si Love thought about it, but still politely refused, "But I still have many more important things to do, and I don't want to go abroad yet."

"It's okay, please accept my business card, as long as you want to come to our academy, Donald's door is always open for you."

The white man bowed again to Si Moai, put on his felt hat elegantly, and left slowly.

"I think you can consider his proposal."

A deep and pleasant voice fell from the top of her head, and Si Moai raised her head, facing Zhan Qingxiao's deep black eyes staring at her, she blinked her eyelashes in surprise, her little face was blank, "Why?"

A 19-year-old girl is completely different from her peers. She should have learned how to apply makeup. She should have covered her fat face with liquid foundation, exaggerated eyeliner and eye shadow, gorgeous lip gloss, and the most fashionable and beautiful clothes. You can't see anything on Si Love's body. She doesn't wear makeup, but she is still delicate and charming, with fair skin, big and energetic eyes, and a natural deep red lip.

When she picks up the violin and immerses herself in the world of music, she is like a tuberose exuding fatal charm.

The light in Zhan Qingxiao's eyes dimmed a little, and the dark seeds sprouted deep in his heart and grew wildly. At this moment, he wanted to imprison her and take her completely as his own.

The light cast a charming light and shadow on the man's face, and his whole body exuded a deadly black air like a poppy.

(End of this chapter)