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

Chapter 132 She Killed...

After Huo Xing returned to the apartment with Komori in his arms, Jomo was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Miss Qiao?"

The nanny replied: "Mr. Hui, Miss Qiao said that she went to a nursing home to see her father."

Huo Xing frowned, and then he relaxed slightly.

He called Jomo, "Mo, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Jomo said on the phone: "I'm going to eat with my dad, so I won't come back for dinner."

"Okay, then you come back, I will pick you up."

Jomo refused, "No need, I'll just go back by myself."

After Huo Xing hung up the phone, he gradually realized that Qiao Mo was getting further and further away from him.

Sometimes, he almost lost his grip on her.

……

Song Xiazhi made an appointment at the Hutong in the western suburbs of Haicheng, and met at eight o'clock in the evening.

There was 20 cash in her bag, which was prepared for the man who "donated sperm underground".

It's just that this time it's not the hush money, but... the cost of the funeral.

She arranged for a man to lurk nearby, and when the man got the money, she only needed to make a gesture, and someone would come out and kill him.

Her nightmare will finally end today.

The man was renting in a nearby basement, and when he came out, at eight o'clock in the evening, the sky in Haicheng was already dark, and in this sparsely populated alley, the sky was even darker.

The man pulled on his slippers and came out unkempt like this.

As soon as he saw Song Xiazhi, he stretched out his big rough hand, "Miss Song, you know, where is the money?"

Song Xiazhi took out the cash from the bag, but did not give it to him immediately, but said coldly: "Here is 20. You have taken hundreds of thousands with me. This is the last sum. In the future, don't disturb me again." Me! If you come to disturb me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Look at your fierce look, you're not like that on the bed!"

The man snatched the wad of cash from her hands, and nodded a little, "Okay, I won't be short of money in the future, and I will never come to disturb you!"

Song Xiazhi took a deep breath and endured the man's humiliation.

Just wait a little longer, and all her nightmares will be over!

The man approached her, and said with a thief smile: "Isn't it fun when you do it with me? By the way, your husband...is his surname incompetent? You are still a baby! Rich people like to play like this ? That's cheap!"

Song Xiazhi's hands hanging on both sides of the skirt clenched into fists little by little.

She can't wait to tear this unscrupulous man into pieces!
She looked at him coldly, took the money nervously, and turned around to leave the alley.

Song Xiazhi raised his hand, made a gesture, and suddenly a man with a shiny and sharp knife rushed out from the side, strangled the man's neck, stabbed the knife into his abdomen, and stabbed him several times in a row, that man died!
Song Xiazhi just stood there, looking at a living man who was complacent just a moment ago, just fell down in front of her.

For three full seconds, she didn't have the strength to lift her foot to leave.

died……

All her nightmares, go to hell!

"what--!"

She screamed, holding her head, turned around suddenly, and ran out without looking back.

When he hailed a taxi and went up, Song Xiazhi's hands were trembling.

she killed...

Her lips were pale and bloodless.

The master driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and asked worriedly, "Girl, are you okay? See how frightened you are? Did you run into a ghost?"

Song Xiazhi scolded coldly: "Drive your car!"

The master driver shook his head. It's really unlucky to be scolded for caring a few words these days!

All the little girls these days have such a big temper?

When he returned to Xiao's villa, Song Xiazhi's legs were weak.

Her heart kept beating rapidly, as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

Her legs were shaking as she got out of the taxi.

Leaning on the wall, he walked all the way into the house.

Xiao Yan's car was parked in the yard.

Brother Xiao is back.

Song Xiazhi choked hard, adjusted his mood and heartbeat at the door, took several deep breaths, and then entered the room.

Her face was as white as paper, as if she had been greatly frightened.

As soon as she got home, the sound of the TV came from the living room——

"Mom, I'm back."

Xiao Ruqing sat on the sofa, watched the news for a while, saw that Song Xiazhi had returned, and immediately said, "Sister-in-law Lan, my wife is back, bring out the bird's nest porridge."

Song Xia knew she was pregnant, even if Xiao Ruqing didn't like her, at least she took good care of her in terms of life and diet.

Song Xiazhi's mind was always at the entrance of the alley. During that bloody fight, her chest felt tight and she didn't want to eat bird's nest porridge at all.

When Mrs. Lan brought out the bird's nest porridge, Song Xiazhi clutched her chest, retched several times, and almost vomited.

Xiao Ruqing frowned, "Why, can't you eat? Or is it too much reaction during pregnancy?"

Song Xiazhi's face was pale, and she said apologetically, "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't eat and I feel like vomiting. Maybe it's because of the pregnancy reaction. I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Xiao Ruqing naturally understood pregnant women and nodded, "Then go upstairs and have a good rest, you will be hungry later, remember to come down and eat something."

"Okay, thank you Mom."

As soon as Song Xiazhi turned his head, he heard the sound of news coming from the TV.

"Our station broadcasts: At about eight o'clock tonight, a murder case occurred in an alley in the western suburbs of Haicheng. The deceased was an unemployed vagrant who was stabbed in the vitals by several knives and died..."

Song Xiazhi froze in place. She didn't dare to turn her head to look at the picture on the TV, and she didn't dare to make a sound. She stretched out her hand and tightly covered her mouth.

He lifted his heavy and weak legs, supported the stairs, and went upstairs immediately.

How to do……

What would she do if the police found out that the murder was related to her?
Song Xiazhi was afraid that she would get that person's blood on her body, even if she didn't do it, she was still afraid.

When I reached the upstairs bedroom, I hurried into the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing under the shower, she rubbed her skin vigorously, feeling so dirty.

Every inch of the place that was kissed and touched by that smelly man felt so dirty to her.

She covered her face and stood under the warm shower, weeping uncontrollably.

In order to tie up Brother Xiao and prevent Brother Xiao from being snatched away, she has done everything she can and cannot do...

There is no turning back!

Xiao Yan in the study, after reviewing some documents, his eyes were slightly tired. He stretched out his long fingers and rubbed his temples.

Looking at the quietly placed mobile phone, he suddenly remembered that in the afternoon, Qiao Mo called him to tell him that he was leaving Haicheng and returning to New York.

When it was almost night, Huo Xing asked him out again and told him that Qiao Mo and Huo Xing had a two-year-old child.

Since she already had a child, why did she go back to Haicheng and provoke him?

There's nothing wrong with letting him live a life of ignorance.

But now that he knew all the truth, he couldn't be with Jomo, and felt even more empty and lost.

On the design draft placed by the table, there are several men's coats drawn on it. He can now be sure that it was drawn by Qiao Mo and designed for him.

It's just that maybe the original author didn't expect that before such a draft could be finished, she wouldn't even have the chance to give a gift.

Since it is doomed to be impossible to be together again, then let's see what is out of sight!
Xiao Yan threw all the design drafts into the trash can without taking another look.

After Song Xiazhi took a shower, she came out wearing a bathrobe. She walked into the study room, her red lips parted slightly, and walked over to Xiao Yan in a daze.

"Know?"

She looks, looks very bad.

Her long wet hair was hanging over her shoulders, even dripping water. She bit her lip and threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms, tightly clutching his clothes with both hands.

"Brother Xiao...I'm so scared..."

Xiao Yan paused, his big hand finally landed on her back, and patted lightly, "What's wrong?"

Song Xiazhi was in his arms, her eyes were tightly closed, she... She killed someone!

But she can't tell Brother Xiao, she can't tell anyone.

"I... I'm afraid of losing you!"

Xiao Yan was startled, and hugged her body with big hands, "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

Song Xiazhi nodded desperately, "Xiao, Brother Xiao..."

She raised her red eyes and said pitifully, "You won't leave me, will you?"

Her hand clutched his sleeve tightly.

Xiao Yan's sharp black eyes examined her watery eyes, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm afraid...!" She buried her in his chest again, "I'm afraid sister Qiao will take it away, and I'm afraid that my child will not have a father at birth...Brother Xiao, you are my everything, I really... Can't live without you!"

Xiao Yan hugged her, "I will not be snatched away by anyone."

Song Xiazhi is his inescapable responsibility.

Qiao Mo should also be responsible for her children, so after two years, they will never be together again.

"Okay, don't cry. I haven't eaten yet, go down with me and have something to eat together."

Xiao Yan hugged her and went downstairs together.

nursing home.

After talking with Qiao Sheng for a long time, Qiao Mo came out of the nursing home. It was already dark and it was difficult to get a taxi on this road.

In her mind, what she kept responding to was Qiao Sheng's phrase "respect your inner choice". Her choice...

She has always known the subconscious choice in her heart, but she has never faced it bravely.

Qiao Sheng said that if she and Xiao Yan were given a chance, maybe the situation would turn around.

If Jomer had the courage to say something, then in the fleeting few minutes, she mustered up the courage and dialed the phone.

As soon as the phone rang, Jomo felt nervous and wanted to raise it.

But after she waited for a long time, a cold female voice finally came through the phone——

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, Sorry..."

Qiao Mo's eyes were empty, and the hand holding the mobile phone hung down helplessly.

She no longer had any courage to make this call again.

People, sometimes strangely, have the courage to say everything only in those fleeting minutes, even seconds.

But after that point, there is no way to face it bravely.

Jomo was walking down the road alone in a daze, not far away, suddenly a headlight flashed her eyes.

She stretched out her hand, subconsciously blocking the glare of the light.

Soon, the familiar black Cayenne drove up to her.

The window was lowered, and Huo Xing in the driver's cab looked at her and said, "You still don't want me to pick you up? You are a girl, how long do you want to walk to get home if you continue in such a place where you can't get a taxi?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

"Get in the car, what are you thinking about? Are you going to leave Haicheng, a bit reluctant to leave Qiaobo?"

After Qiao Mo got into the car, he fastened his seat belt and nodded perfunctorily, "Well, I don't worry about my dad."

The mobile phone in her hand rang suddenly, and the caller ID showed that it was Xiao Yan.

She looked up, and Huo Xing's sharp gaze also fell on her lit phone screen...

(End of this chapter)