The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 118 Agreeing to Huo Xing's Marriage Proposal

Song Xiazhi, who was half leaning on the bed, stared at Xiao Yan with a face as pale as paper.

Brother Xiao already knew about Qiao Mo's existence, and...their past?
No, if Brother Xiao knew everything, he wouldn't say that Qiao Mo was his ex-girlfriend.

Song Xiazhi took Xiao Yan's hand, knelt on the bed, and looked at him sadly: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiao, I don't want you to think of those sad things. When Qiao Mo came back, when we met her in Jiangnan Yipinju , I was really unprepared, I thought she would never come back after going to New York... But, she came back again. I really don't know how to tell Brother Xiao about the past between you and her ..."

Xiao Yan loosened the tie around his neck, looked sideways at Song Xiazhi who was holding his hand, his eyes were slightly cold, "At the beginning, it was really because I had an incurable disease that Qiao Mo abandoned me?"

Song Xiazhi's heart skipped a beat, she was stunned for a while, and finally said: "Yes..."

If one lie is told, it will be filled with countless lies.

If she really told about the relationship between Big Brother Xiao and Qiao Mo two years ago, maybe tomorrow, or maybe now, Big Brother Xiao will leave her and go find Qiao Mo.

She spent so much effort, energy, and company to finally impress him. She couldn't take everything from her as soon as Qiao Mo came back.

No!
Xiao Yan sighed inaudibly, and held her weak little hand behind his back, as if he finally believed it, pursing his thin lips slightly, "Go to sleep."

"Brother Xiao, do you want to take a bath? I'll help you turn on the water."

Xiao Yan pushed her back on the bed again, "I'll just take a shower. Go to sleep first."

Song Xiazhi is an exceptionally qualified Mrs. Xiao, she will stay by his side quietly, do all the little things for him, and also prepare the bath water for him.

But no matter how much he did, he was just a qualified Mrs. Xiao, not the one he loved.

But even if Qiao Mo came back, Xiao Yan did not intend to abandon Song Xiazhi and get back together with Qiao Mo.

The feelings for Song Xiazhi are both simple and complicated. The simple thing is that his liking and doting for her has never been love. The complicated thing is that his feelings for her are mixed with too much gratitude.

She is Mrs. Xiao, so Xiao Yan will not abandon his wife for an ex-girlfriend.

Jomer, Jomer...

In the past 32 years of his life, what kind of identity did this woman named Jomo play?
The mysteries and doubts in my heart are getting bigger and bigger, like a snowball, which may explode at any time.

Song Xiazhi outside the bathroom was restless.

Jomo is back, and she can't sit still.

If Qiao Mo came back this time to snatch Brother Xiao away, in case all the past is revealed, and Brother Xiao knows that they have not really registered their marriage, then all her efforts in the past two years will be in vain... …

She leaned against the head of the bed and thought for a long time.

The bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Song Xiazhi immediately raised a sweet smile on his lips, "Brother Xiao."

Xiao Yan's mood and expression remained as usual.

After he fell asleep on the bed, Song Xiazhi suddenly reached out and hugged him, buried his face in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xiao, do you...won't you want to be with her... because of Qiao Mo's return?"

Before Song Xiazhi finished asking, Xiao Yan interrupted him, his voice was cold, "I won't abandon my wife for an insignificant ex-girlfriend."

She closed her eyes, feeling at ease because of his promise.

Arms hugged his waist even tighter.

She slightly raised her eyes to look at him, maybe, she has a child in her belly now.

As long as there is a child, Brother Xiao cannot be snatched away by Qiao Mo.

"Brother Xiao...I love you."

Song Xiazhi had said the three words "I love you" to him countless times, but Xiao Yan never responded, at most it was just "I know", such an answer.

But tonight, Xiao Yan was silent for a long time, hugged her, and gently kissed her goodnight on her forehead, "Sleep, don't think about it."

If Qiao Mo was really just an ordinary ex-girlfriend in the past, then why would Qiao Mo ruin and disturb his current life?

Hilton Hotel, suite.

After taking a bath, Qiao Mo's hair was wet, and there were even drops of water dripping from the ends of her hair. She sat on the side of the bed in a daze, and in her mind, the memories of Xiao Yan's questioning her tonight were always in her mind.

The ring on the ring finger of her right hand was still on her finger.

It was tightly wrapped around her fingers, and the strange thing was that after putting it on, it couldn't be pulled off no matter what.

When she took a bath, she made soap foam, but she couldn't slip it off. Her fingers were red and torn, but they were still stuck on her fingers.

She stroked the ring carefully, the diamonds set on it were still shining brightly.

She didn't know what the purpose of Xiao Yan's visit was, and what was the meaning of returning the ring to her.

Even putting aside everything that happened in the past, he now has Song Xiazhi, and she also has Huo Xing.

The two of them are destined to be two horizontal lines, and there is no possibility of any intersection.

Jomo's heart flustered.

She suddenly picked up her cell phone and made a call to Huo Xing.

Huo Xing over there quickly answered the phone.

There was even a touch of surprise, Huo Xing was flattered by her sudden initiative.

She rarely took the initiative to call him.

"Mo, what's the matter? Haven't slept yet?"

If he calculated correctly, it was late at night in China at this time.

Qiao Mo bit his lip and remained silent for a long while before asking hoarsely, "Before...you proposed to me, do you still count?"

Huo Xing's thin lips fluttered for a while, but he didn't say a word. After a long while, his voice could easily be heard trembling with excitement. He said, "If you count, why don't you count?"

No matter when, it counts, as long as she agrees to marry him.

Jomo sighed deeply, "Huo Xing, let's get married."

When she said these words, Huo Xing seemed to see the whole world in front of him.

He was stunned for almost a minute.

On the phone, there was only a very slight sound of electricity, and each other was silent, without saying anything.

"Jomo, I'm really happy that you are willing to give yourself...to me. I really don't know how to express my emotions now. I wish I could fly from New York to you right now, Mo...you know, How happy I am now."

Qiao Mo cried and laughed silently, her heart seemed to relax slightly, and finally, it was impossible for her to have any relationship with Xiao Yan anymore.

She agreed to Huo Xing's marriage proposal, which meant saying goodbye to Xiao Yan forever.

"Huo Xing, I'm also very happy to marry you."

After Qiao Mo hung up the phone, he lost sleep all night.

In the past few days when she returned to Haicheng, she suffered from insomnia all night, as if she couldn't help but try her best to recall all the memories between her and Xiao Yan.

When the memories are over, she will be relieved.

On Monday, Qiao Mo got up early, put on his usual business attire, and went downstairs from the hotel to the company.

As soon as he went out, he was blocked by a familiar Spyker.

Xiao Yan got off from Spyker, wearing a black formal suit and a white shirt, the most common attire, but on his body that looked like a hanger, there was an elegant tuxedo texture.

"boarding."

Qiao Mo pretended not to hear anything in silence, and walked forward quickly, when Xiao Yan grabbed his wrist.

"Jomer, I don't like repeating it a second time."

Jomo smiled wryly, "I've already said that there is no relationship between us anymore, and you have no right to drag me into your car!"

"I will pick you up to work every day these few days, because my time is precious, and I don't have any extra time to listen to you talking about the past, so on the way to work, whenever you can clearly explain what happened two years ago, I will I won't bother you at all times. You can figure it out yourself!"

Qiao Mo was grasped by his powerful and slender palm. She knew that Xiao Yan was an extremely persistent person. If he didn't explain what happened two years ago, he wouldn't let her go.

She threw off his shackles, and went to the Spyker in one go.

After getting in the car, Qiao Mo looked at the scenery outside the car window, and said coldly: "I said what I should say last night, what else do you want to ask?"

Xiao Yan did not answer her question directly, but asked, "Your company."

"JK International Design."

Xiao Yan smiled indistinctly, JK International, the chief designer who returned from New York, so the designer who cooperated with Xiao is the Jolinmo in front of you?
Oh, God's will tricks people.

Qiao Mo's brows were slightly impatient.

She really didn't like it, being alone in a closed space with Xiao Yan, seemed to be drained of oxygen and was about to suffocate.

"Mr. Xiao, if you have anything else to ask, please ask as soon as possible. I really don't want to see you again tomorrow."

Xiao Yan glanced at the diamond ring on her ring finger from the rearview mirror, "This wedding ring seems to suit you very well. My wife can't wear this wedding ring."

What he said was calm and breezy, but there was a strong sense of probing.

What made Qiao Mo collapse was just the three words "my wife". Two years ago, that was her title, but now, it belongs to another woman.

In the past, she never realized how much she liked the title "Mrs. Xiao", because it was so heavy that she was often overwhelmed by the pressure, but now, she just realized how much she was nostalgic for that title, but soon , she will never be "Mrs. Xiao", but... Mrs. Huo.

Maybe it's best for them.

Jomo tried again, pulling out the ring several times, but it still didn't work.

She was a little discouraged.

And the man who was driving suddenly said quietly: "Only when true love appears, will it be firmly inserted into her fingers."

I don't know if it's an advertisement, or what, Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat.

absurd.

what true love.

Soon, arrived at JK International.

Jomo pointed out the car window, "Just put me down here. As for this ring, I will find a way to take it off and return it to you as soon as possible."

Xiao Yan's voice was calm, "There is no reason to take back the things you gave away. If you really don't want it, just throw it away."

Jomo was taken aback.

Apart from forgetting the memory of 32 years, he has become more calm and stable. In fact, the stubborn and strong character in his bones has not changed at all.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, and suddenly sneered, "Perhaps I was right when I left you two years ago. You haven't changed at all, and you are still so stubborn and strong, making it difficult for people to breathe."

After finishing speaking, he opened the car door and left quickly, entering JK Company.

Looking at the slender figure, Xiao Yan raised his thin lips slightly.

Jomo, they will meet again soon.

JK International.

After Jomo entered the company, he briefly greeted his boss and employees, and handed over the design draft to the director.

After reading the design draft, the director felt very satisfied, and there should be no major problems.

"Jolin, I've read your design draft. The concept is very comprehensive. There should be no major problems. After the client reads it, I guess it will be a minor modification. I will ask the person in charge of their company to contact you."

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go to work first."

(End of this chapter)