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

Chapter 148 Farewell, The Last Dance
In the hospital ward, Song Xiazhi leaned on the hospital bed in a daze.

Her hand kept stroking her belly.

Her tears fell quietly from the corners of her eyes. Even though she already had a child, Brother Xiao still chose Qiao Mo...

She closed her eyes deeply, so what's the point of her wanting this child?
This dirty boy...

The phone that was put aside suddenly vibrated, it was a text message from an unfamiliar phone number.

"Since you killed my brother, don't blame me for spreading all your scandals! Xiao, Tai, Tai!"

Song Xiazhi was startled, this text message is...

Her eyes fell on her lower abdomen, her pale and chapped lips fluttered in disbelief, she stared blankly at her hands, as if seeing them covered with blood.

She held her head and screamed uncontrollably.

Tit for Tat, it was all doomed from the beginning.

What should she do, if that person really spread those photo negatives and videos, how would she behave?How do you face Brother Xiao?
She might as well die!
……

Xiao's Building, President's Office.

Zhao Qian came in with a courier, "Boss, there is an anonymous courier, which was sent to you by name, and the courier also specifically ordered you to open it yourself."

Xiao Yan sat on the black executive chair, frowned, took the package, and opened it.

The contents inside were tightly packed, and I used a letter opener to open layer after layer. When Xiao Yan reached the last layer, countless photos inside fell to the ground with a "crash", and there was a small The USB flash drive landed crisply.

And the photos that fell on the ground are full of pictures of men and women making love...

Xiao Yan frowned even deeper, picked up one of them, his eyes were deep and cold.

It was Song Xiazhi who was entangled with the strange man above.

Standing aside, Zhao Qian was startled, and immediately bent down, planning to clean up, "Boss, I think it must be a prank, I will deal with it immediately."

Xiao Yan stopped him, "Wait."

"Boss?"

"The person who delivered the courier just now, have you seen what he looks like?"

Zhao Qian nodded, "Surveillance captured him, as long as he is in Haicheng, it's not difficult to find him."

"Find this person, and the instigator of this incident. Don't tell anyone about this for the time being."

Zhao Qian understood, "I'll do it now."

After Zhao Qian left the office, Xiao Yan carefully studied these photos, they were not composited by PS, if these are real, then what is in this USB flash drive?
In the USB flash drive, the whole process of Song Xiazhi's search for an underground sperm donation was recorded.

Xiao Yan's heart was shocked, and for a moment, he had mixed feelings, both surprised and happy.

Song Xiazhi took care of him for two years, even if he didn't love her, he still remembered her kindness.

Xiao Yan was surprised and delighted, but also had a little sympathy for Song Xiazhi.

If these are true, then the child in Song Xiazhi's belly is not his.

Xiao Yan thought of the scene of being with Song Xiazhi when he was drunk that night, although it was blurry, he vaguely remembered that he was very drunk.

That night...was it also a trick she set up?

For a while, Xiao Yan couldn't be sure.

After tidying up the photos and USB flash drive on the ground, Zhao Qian opened the door and came in after checking.

"Boss, I just checked and found that Ms. Song went to an underground private sperm donation club two months ago, and the murder that happened at the entrance of the alley a month ago is probably related to Ms. Song."

"Continue to investigate!"

"Yes, I'll go right away."

Xiao Yan leaned on the executive chair, and let out a long breath.

He thought that in this life, there would be a child between him and Qiao Mo.

However, for this relationship, after all, he did not betray.

He didn't plan to tell Jomo about it until the matter was really found out.

He glanced at the mobile phone on the table and made a call.

The phone rang for a long time, but during the call, the mechanical female voice reminded that the other party was on the phone.

Xiao Yan frowned. At this moment, who is Qiao Mo calling?

……

Xinyuan Villa.

Qiao Mo received a call from Huo Xing. She was mixing lunch in a small rice bucket. She planned to go out after mixing. She made an appointment with Xiao Yan to have lunch together at noon.

But one second before going out, he received a call from Huo Xing.

"Mo, I'm in Haicheng, let's meet up."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, what should be faced and what should be solved will be waiting for you to solve.

"Okay, you send the address to my mobile phone, and I'll go out right away. Huo Xing, I have something to say, and I want to make it clear to you."

……

Jomo arrived at the address designated by Huo Xing, a western restaurant with an elegant and quiet environment.

Huo Xing was a gentleman as always. After Jomo arrived, he gracefully and considerately opened her seat and let her sit safely.

Huo Xing is a perfect lover, always has been, just...

"Huo Xing, I came here today just to make it clear to you that I am still Xiao Yan's wife now, and in the future... maybe I will still be. I can no longer have this ring."

Jomo pushed the purple velvet box in front of him.

Inside was the wedding ring that Huo Xing used to propose.

Huo Xing's eyes lightly fell on the velvet box, he pulled the corners of his lips, and said with a wry smile: "Is there nothing else to say between us besides breaking up?"

"Sorry, I delayed you."

Qiao Mo has a lot of guilt towards Huo Xing. In the past two years, he has taken care of her, cared for her, and given her warmth. She is not a stone, so she will not feel it, but... there is no way to respond and return.

"Mo, you haven't even ordered food yet."

Huo Xing handed the menu to Qiao Mo. Qiao Mo wanted to refuse, but the guilt in her heart made her shut up.

Just treat it as the last breakup meal.

The phone on the table was vibrating all the time.

Qiao Mo looked around and saw that the caller ID was Xiao Yan.

Huo Xing's sharp eyes also fell on her caller ID.

"Aren't you going to answer?"

Jomo froze for a moment, then picked up the phone.

"Hi, Ayan."

"Where are you?"

Xiao Yan on the other end looked at the address sent by Huo Xing on the phone, and questioned Qiao Mo coldly.

But Qiao Mo didn't know it. She just thought it was because she didn't have lunch with him, and this man lost his temper.

"I, I can't have dinner with you at noon today."

It's not convenient for Qiao Mo to tell Xiao Yan that when she met Huo Xing, she didn't know Xiao Yan's personality, even if she really knew that she and Huo Xing had nothing to do, if she knew that she and Huo Xing met alone, she would probably be furious.

Xiao Yan over there snorted coldly, "Really?"

Jomo bit his lip, "I'll explain to you when I get home."

Jomo hung up the phone directly, just wanting to end the lunch quickly.

Jomo hadn't noticed it when he first came in, but now he realized that they were the only ones in the restaurant.

Huo Xing reserved the restaurant, and he snapped his fingers, all men and women in black concert uniforms embraced the cello, playing gracefully under the dim light.

Jomer only felt that this lunch was like sitting on pins and needles.

"Huo Xing, I..."

Huo Xing snatched her words and said, "Mo, even if you want to break up, don't you plan to give me one last bit of time? I've been dating me for two years, and we haven't really danced yet."

In the midst of a dilemma, Huo Xing had already stood up, bent slightly, and stretched out his palm to her gentlemanly, "Dear Miss Qiao, may I have the honor to invite you to a dance?"

Qiao Mo frowned slightly, in Huo Xingrong's affectionate eyes, Qiao Mo was not unsympathetic.

What's the point in repaying Huo Xing's care and tolerance for her in the past two years?
It's just a dance.

At a formal dance banquet, even if it is a gentleman's invitation from a strange man, there is no reason to refuse it.

What's more, this man once gave her warmth.

While hesitating, Jomo slowly stretched out his hand to cover his generous palm.

I don't know how long it took to dance, but when the waltz turned back and forth for the last time, Huo Xing suddenly clasped her waist, hugged her tightly into his arms, almost holding her breathlessly.

Jomo resisted, "Huo Xing...don't do this!"

Huo Xing still didn't intend to let go, his lips were almost close to her ear, and he said word by word: "If I had done this earlier, wouldn't you have returned to Xiao Yan's side? Qiao Mo, I should Be ruthless, I really wanted you back then and didn’t let you go back to Haicheng. If I really did this, you must still be mine now! The thing I regret the most is to encourage you to go back to China to find Xiao Yan, I You are too confident in yourself... Mo, tell me, have you ever loved me, even a little bit?"

Qiao Mo struggled, his face flushed, but when Huo Xing asked the last sentence, his body froze.

Ever loved him...?
"sorry."

"You know, I never want to hear those three words."

Huo Xing looked at Jomo in pain, and Jomo's eyes were wet.

He let go of her waist, Qiao Mo let out a heavy breath.

"Sorry, I have to go."

Jomo turned around, took his bag, and hurried to leave.

Huo Xing clasped her wrist, looked at her beggingly, and said, "I'll take you out. Even if it's just to see you a few more times for the last time. I flew from New York to Haicheng just to have this meal with you." A breakup meal, and... Really, just to see you a few more times."

Jomo pursed his lips and didn't refuse again.

When he reached the door of the restaurant, Qiao Mo turned to Huo Xing and said, "Let's send it here. I'll just take a taxi and go back."

With Huo Xing's sharp eyesight, he saw the black Spyder galloping from a distance. He lowered his head and smiled slightly at Qiao Mo beside him.

"silent."

Before Qiao Mo could react, he was hugged tightly by Huo Xing.

She was about to struggle, but she heard Huo Xing speak slowly: "One last hug, is it okay?"

No matter how hard you struggle, it will appear hypocritical, even if it's a farewell to ordinary friends, it's nothing.

Jomo raised his hand and gently hugged him back.

She bent her lips and sincerely wished him: "I hope you will meet the most worthy one in the future."

Huo Xing's eyes kept looking at the man who had parked in the Spyder car not far away. Even though it was so far away, through the windshield, he could still feel the murderous aura and coldness that belonged to the man. .

"Mo, after all, you don't love me."

After Huo Xing let her go, Jomo said goodbye to him, and when he turned around, he saw the familiar black Spyker.

The whole person froze in place.

Why did Xiao Yan appear here?

No matter how slow the reaction was, Qiao Mo understood what was going on.

She walked quickly to the Spyker.

The man in the car has already got out of the car, leaning tall and straight against the side of the car, his eyes are cold and calm, revealing a deep coldness.

Jomo's scalp went numb, bad...

(End of this chapter)