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

Chapter 125 In public, don't play hooligans

Qiao Mo fled from the Xiao's building.

When she ran downstairs, her breath was short of breath. She stroked her hot, red and swollen lips with her hand, as if she had committed a great sin.

The hot breath lingered on her lips for a long time.

She can no longer think about Xiao Yan, and can no longer be entangled with Xiao Yan.

She has already agreed to Huo Xing's marriage proposal...

"silent!"

Jomo's back froze, Huo Xing's voice?
Why is Huo Xing here?

When she turned around, she saw Huo Xing running towards her with big strides, "Why did you run so fast? I went to your company to find you for lunch, but your colleague told me that you came to Xiao's."

Jomo looked like a wife who had done something wrong and was caught in bed. Her lips were parted, her eyes were empty and absent-minded.

The breathing in his chest was like being pressed by a big rock, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

"Huo Xing..."

Huo Xing glanced at her clearly, put his arms around her shoulders, and walked towards the car, like a considerate husband, "No need to explain anything, I know, you came to Xiao's for work."

Qiao Mo's eyes were sore, he bit his lip, and looked up at Huo Xing in a daze.

"I……"

She opened her mouth to explain something, but suddenly realized that there was nothing to explain at all.

In the office, not only did she not discuss business matters with Xiao Yan, but she almost let herself fall into that kiss again.

After getting into the car, Jomo sat in the co-pilot and remained silent.

Huo Xing manipulated the steering wheel with one hand, reached over with the other, and held her little hand on her knee, "Jomo, I originally encouraged you to return to China, and I hoped that you could face these things as soon as possible. No matter how many times you pass, you must be brave No matter who your past is, you just need to remember that your future is me, and that’s it.”

Jomo turned back and held Huo Xing's warm palm tightly.

She became more and more uneasy, wondering if it was because of Xiao Yan's appearance, "Huo Xing, I want to go back to New York."

"Isn't Job in Haicheng? Our wedding, if you want to hold it in Haicheng, you can. You can go back to New York anytime, but Haicheng, you may rarely come back in the future."

What Huo Xing said was not unreasonable, and Qiao Mo knew in his heart that she was a shrinking turtle. After returning to New York this time, she was not sure whether she would have the courage to return to Haicheng. Facing Xiao Yan was a matter of life and death. There are more difficult things.

As long as I think of those injuries two years ago, my heart seems to be firmly grasped by a big hand, controlling emotions.

Sinking into that infinite memory, I can never find myself...

But on the other hand, Jomo was afraid of holding a wedding with Huo Xing in Haicheng.

She is still afraid, afraid of Xiao Yan...

Huo Xing firmly held her trembling hand, "Mo, what are you afraid of?"

Qiao Mo broke down a bit, she reached out her hand to cover her cheek, "I don't know...when I see Xiao Yan...my heart will be flustered for no reason...it seems to fall back into those memories two years ago...those memories Like a devil... clutching my neck tightly..."

"But those are all in the past. Xiao Yan will never have any chance to hurt you again. You are mine."

Huo Xing's voice was not loud, even gentle and a little light, but it was so sonorous and powerful when it fell into Qiao Mo's ears.

She raised her face, looked at the man driving the car with wet eyes, and suddenly said, "Huo Xing, let's get married as soon as possible."

When she made this request, Huo Xing's heart trembled.

I thought I had an auditory hallucination, "Mo, what did you say?!"

"I said, let's get married as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

She didn't want to struggle desperately in this kind of hesitation and restlessness, but it seemed as if she was stuck in a swamp, the more she struggled, the more she sank.

"Mo, are you serious?"

Joe Mo paused, then nodded seriously.

"I was serious."

Xiao International, President's Office.

During lunch time, Xiao Yan was still sitting in the office, processing documents.

Zhao Qian came in to report: "Boss, ma'am... it's Ms. Song, here to bring you lunch."

Zhao Qian wanted to call Song Xiazhi "Madam" as before, but found that the BOSS already knew the truth, so there was no need to call him that anymore.

"From now on, I'll call you Madam."

Zhao Qian paused, not knowing why the boss had such a change, but he could only nod, "Okay, I see."

Song Xiazhi entered the office carrying a lunch box, with a gentle smile on her face.

"You are already pregnant, why do you have to deliver food at noon? I can just eat a little at the company."

Xiao Yan got up, supported her waist, and sat on the sofa in the office.

Song Xiazhi leaned into his arms, and said with a sweet smile, "It's my happiest thing to be able to cook for you and deliver lunch with love. Don't deprive me of the right to happiness."

Xiao Yan didn't have any emotions, just watched her open the insulated lunch box, and all the dishes she cooked were his favorite dishes.

In the past two years, this woman has indeed paid a lot for him.

"Brother Xiao, you work so hard, how about I bring you lunch every day from now on? No matter how good the food outside is, it's not as good as the one at home."

Seeing that she was so satisfied, Xiao Yan didn't say anything to refuse.

"I know."

Xiao Yan suddenly called her.

Song Xiazhi handed him the chopsticks, "Brother Xiao, what's wrong?"

"You have worked hard for the past two years."

Xiao Yan picked up the chopsticks and ate elegantly.

He didn't have much appetite for these meals, and his mind was always on Qiao Mo's coming to Xiao's in the morning.

Song Xiazhi smiled, "These are the things I should do, who called me Mrs. Xiao."

"I already know." Xiao Yan suddenly put down his chopsticks, stared at Song Xiazhi's apricot eyes, and said lightly.

"Huh? Brother Xiao, what do you know?"

"I finally know that you have been following me for the past two years without any name or distinction. Zhizhi, I will give you an explanation."

Song Xiazhi was stunned, his eyes were sour, and he pursed his mouth and said, "Brother Xiao...who told you? I don't care. As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter if I don't have a name or a title for the rest of my life. I just... I just want to be with you forever."

"I know." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and wiped the tears falling from her eyes with his fingertips, "It's not good for pregnant women to cry too much."

Song Xiazhi sniffed, "Okay, I won't cry."

"Tomorrow I will take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your certificate."

She was excited at first, and then remembered that she had asked the lawyer in private. Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo were not divorced at all, and they still had a marriage contract. If they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow and were dismantled on the spot, Brother Xiao would know that he and Qiao Mo had not divorced. divorce.

Since Qiao Mo returned to China, Brother Xiao's heart has been swaying. She can't let the balance of opportunity tilt more to Qiao Mo's side.

"Brother Xiao..." Song Xiazhi held Xiao Yan's hand, "We don't need to worry about getting the certificate. As long as we can be together, I have no complaints."

But what about Brother Xiao and Qiao Mo's marriage?
How is she going to tell Brother Xiao that he and Qiao Mo haven't divorced yet?If Brother Xiao found out, would he not want her?
"Okay, you can get what you want, and you can get it when you want."

Xiao Yan was extremely generous to Song Xiazhi, apart from not being able to give her love, other indulgences.

Perhaps the most precious love was given to others, so when facing Song Xiazhi, his guilt could only be filled with indulgence.

"Brother Xiao, touch it."

Song Xiazhi took his big hand to her lower abdomen, "Brother Xiao, do you think this is a boy or a girl?"

Xiao Yan's brows and eyes softened slightly, "It's all good."

Xiao Yan never thought that one day, there would be a woman who would bear a child for him.

This feeling is amazing.

"Brother Xiao, please give our child a name."

Xiao Yan thought for a while, "If it's a girl, let's call it Xiao Yin, and if it's a boy, let's call it Henry Zhang."

"Well, the name is simple and easy to remember, so it's settled."

Song Xiazhi approached Xiao Yan's arms, holding his arms, with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yan looked at the diamond ring on Song Xiazhi's ring finger and found it dazzling. He suddenly asked, "Zhizhi, you really never minded the marriage between me and Qiao Mo two years ago?"

Song Xiazhi was startled, looked up at the man, and asked, "Brother Xiao, why did you suddenly think of asking this question? For me, I never minded. Sister Qiao is Brother Xiao's past, but I am Brother Xiao Now. Therefore, there is no contradiction. I also know that brother Xiao will definitely love me and spoil me. I don't need to compete or grab anything with sister Qiao. "

She was in his arms, smiling eyebrows and eyes curved.

Xiao Yan sighed and reached out to hug her...

After Huo Xing and Jomo finished their lunch in the restaurant, Huo Xing suddenly held Jomo's hand.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Huo Xing caressed the ring on her ring finger, sighed slightly: "Mo, shouldn't this wedding ring be taken off?"

Qiao Mo was startled. Xiao Yan put the ring on her ring finger when she was not paying attention, so that she forgot to take it off.

"But I don't know why, after I put this ring on, I can't take it off suddenly. It wasn't like this before. Could it be that my fingers have become thicker?"

Huo Xing held her hand, frowned, and exerted a little force, but it was difficult to pull the ring out of her ring finger.

Jomo looked helplessly at the ring on his ring finger, "Otherwise, I'll try it with soap suds when I get home."

Huo Xing reached out and hugged her, whispering in her ear: "Mo, I hope that one day, you can take off this ring and put on the ring that belongs to Mrs. Huo."

Jomo also reached out and hugged him back.

"I will."

She had already decided to marry Huo Xing, so she would no longer be swayed by Xiao Yan.

"Mo, I suddenly feel a little regretful, and I encourage you to go back to China."

Huo Xing laughed and said.

He thought that he could be generous and let her come back to see her ex-husband, and he also thought that he was sure that he had already lived in Qiao Mo's heart. Qiao Mo was always entangled in the past, but he hadn't seen his own heart clearly.

But now, he panicked a little. He found that Qiao Mo really hadn't forgotten Xiao Yan in his heart.

"Huo Xing, I hope that I won't let you down."

He hugged her tightly, "Don't wish, in this life, I hope to spend the rest of my life with you."

Compared with the illusory future, what he wants is the present.

"In the future, I will never be alone with Xiao Yan again, whether it's because of personal affairs or work."

Qiao Mo couldn't be sure that she and Xiao Yan could really calm herself down as usual.

Therefore, it is safest not to meet alone, or even not to meet each other.

"silent……"

Huo Xing suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Jomo reached out and covered his lips. There was a hint of slyness between his brows and eyes, "Mr. Huo, in public, it's better to be a gentleman."

Huo Xing's voice was hoarse, his black eyes were filled with laughter, and he teased, "Then you mean, you can't be a gentleman if you're not in public?"

Jomo pushed him away and walked forward, "It depends on your performance."

(End of this chapter)