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

Chapter 163
Qiao Mo went to Haicheng Nursing Home to visit Qiao Sheng. This time, Qiao Sheng looked even older.

He contracted a cold, and heard from the nurses in the nursing home that the high fever had just subsided, and his body was very weak.

Qiao Mo stood in front of his hospital bed, held Qiao Sheng's old and rough hand and said, "Dad, why are you so careless? I am fine now, the only thing I am worried about is your health."

Qiao Sheng coughed a few times, his face haggard and sallow. He patted Qiao Mo lightly to reassure her, "Dad knows about Dad's body. I'm fine, don't worry too much."

Qiao Mo's eyes were slightly red. Qiao Sheng has no blood relationship with her, but he treats her as his own daughter. He has raised her for more than 20 years without marrying or having children.

"Dad, you must live a long life."

"Father now only wants to see my daughter happy. As long as my daughter is happy, I will be happy even if my oil lamp runs out tomorrow."

Qiao Mo frowned, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about. Soon, A Yan and I will have a wedding, Dad, come here, okay?"

Qiao Sheng nodded happily, "Okay, Dad is the happiest when you get married!"

Qiao Sheng is not young anymore, and with his heart disease all the time, no matter how good the sanatorium and medical equipment are, I am afraid it will only be a matter of the past few years.

Qiao Mo knew it all too well, but she was afraid that Qiao Sheng would leave.

After Qiao Sheng fell asleep, Qiao Mo asked the nurse who usually took care of Qiao Sheng to go out to inquire about the specific situation.

"How is my father's health recently?"

The nurse looked worried, "The old man's health has been deteriorating these past few days. Your family members must be mentally prepared. The old man is getting old, even if he is energetic, it will only happen within a year or two."

Qiao Mo was slightly shocked. She still felt that Qiao Sheng's short hair was black and thick, and she also felt that in front of Qiao Sheng, she had always been a child.

She hasn't grown up yet, but he...how is he old?
"I see, thank you. Please, if there is something wrong with my father recently, please call me as soon as possible."

The nurse nodded, "That's for sure, don't worry."

When Qiao Mo came out of the nursing home, Qiao Mo was always in a low mood because of what the nurse said.

After returning to Xinyuan Villa, Xiao Yan came back from the company after get off work, her interest was very low.

Xiao Yan noticed her strangeness, entered the kitchen, hugged her tightly from behind, and sighed softly: "Who bullied Mrs. Xiao?"

With his slender fingers, he gently scraped her little nose.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, put down the knife for cutting vegetables, turned around, looked at Xiao Yan with fixed eyes and said, "A Yan, today I... went to visit my father in the nursing home."

"how is the situation?"

"The nurse who took care of my dad said that my dad's health is getting worse recently, maybe..."

Qiao Mo bit his lip, took a deep breath and said, "I'm worried that something will happen to my dad. Can our wedding be postponed?"

Xiao Yan's eyes sank, he stared at Qiao Mo's eyes sharply, and asked word by word: "Xiao Mo, tell me, what is the relationship between our wedding and your father's illness? It's getting worse, but we should hold the wedding ahead of time, let him see you marrying me, and we should be very happy now."

"I……"

Qiao Mo stared at him blankly, but she couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Xiao Yan was right, their wedding had nothing to do with Qiao Sheng's body at all.

She lowered her head, stretched out her hands, covered her cheeks, and sighed deeply.

Why...why did she suddenly make everything that was supposed to be good so bad?

But how on earth is she going to tell Xiao Yan that she may not be able to help him have a child in this life?

"Xiao Mo, I don't understand why you have to postpone the wedding time and again. Are you really not ready, or do you suddenly don't want to hold a wedding with me?"

Xiao Yan stared at her small face with burning eyes, and asked in a sonorous voice.

Jomo bit his lip, "I'm just not in the mood to hold a wedding with you right now. My dad..."

"Enough!" Xiao Yan's eyes darkened, and his eyebrows frowned, "Don't use your father as an excuse anymore! Before this, you mentioned more than once that you would postpone the wedding!"

"Ayan, I...you listen to my explanation."

She reached out and grabbed his shirt sleeve.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes slightly, looked down at her tender little hands, and stared at her with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "You explain, I'll listen."

Qiao Mo was dazed for a long while, and the fingers holding his shirt sleeves finally loosened one by one and slipped from his sleeves.

"I'm sorry... I can't hold a wedding with you right now."

Xiao Yan's eyes were cold and cold. He stared at her, and said decisively: "I have ordered someone to send out the invitation. The wedding will go on as usual. Whether you want to attend or not is up to you."

His tone was indifferent, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left the kitchen resolutely.

Jomo stood where he was, looking at the empty palm, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart.

She knew that Xiao Xian was angry.

Angry at her, she repeatedly postponed the wedding.

Angry at her, she still postponed the wedding by using her father's illness as an excuse.

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, stood by the counter, pursed his lips, and smiled lightly.

——Isn't that what she wanted?Angry Ah Yan, and then the wedding cannot be held.

Jomo was afraid, afraid to take this step.

If Xiao Yan really announces to the whole world that she is Mrs. Xiao, will there be news in the future that Mrs. Xiao is barren?
Just thinking about it, Jomo felt terrible and frightened.

……

Xiao Yan didn't eat dinner, like a child throwing a tantrum.

Jomo looked at the table full of dishes by himself, without any appetite.

In the end, without eating a bite, I cleared the dining table and went upstairs.

She searched around the bedroom first, but found no sign of Xiao Yan.

When he got to the study, he realized that he closed the door, as if he didn't want to see her.

Obviously, he was very angry.

"Ayan, you haven't had dinner, would you like to come out and have some?"

The door of the study room was locked, and Qiao Mo couldn't open it or get in.

And the man inside, after Qiao Mo asked a question, didn't say a word.

Qiao Mo only felt a headache, "A Yan, I didn't mean to postpone the wedding..."

The door was suddenly opened with a "click".

A gust of wind is coming.

Qiao Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall and stern man standing in front of him.

Xiao Yan looked awkward, frowned and said, "I really don't understand what your intentions and difficulties are."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, but finally did not answer, but said, "Would you like to go downstairs to eat some? I made your favorite braised shrimp."

"No—eat—"

Xiao Yan deliberately stressed the handwriting, but stared at her with black eyes.

Jomo didn't seem to feel threatened, but replied lightly: "Okay, then I won't eat it. If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either."

Xiao Yan's temples throbbed. In his entire life, he had never met such a difficult and stubborn woman!
"...Joe, Mo!"

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous light.

Qiao Mo was not afraid at all, but raised his face and said, "Since you don't eat, then I'll go to sleep."

Just as she turned around, Xiao Yan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms so hard that she almost... slammed into his chest.

Qiao Mo frowned slightly in pain, his hands, after a moment of daze, wrapped around his slender waist.

Xiao Yan almost bit out every word from his teeth, "Eat——!"

Xiao Yan almost wrapped her around her waist, Qiao Mo exclaimed, and was taken downstairs by this man.

……

Over the past few days, Qiao Mo went back and forth between Xinyuan Villa and the nursing home every day, and Qiao Sheng's condition really became serious.

Qiao Mo's heart was very heavy. She held Qiao Sheng's big hand and said with red eyes, "Dad, can we go to the hospital?"

Maybe go to the hospital, the doctor will have a better treatment.

Qiao Sheng nodded and agreed.

He knew best about his own body, but he was afraid that Joe Mo would worry too much.

Jomo stood outside the corridor of the nursing home and called Feng Che who was far away in New York.

It took a long time for the call to be connected.

"Hey, brother, it's me. Dad's health is failing, and I want him to be hospitalized."

"Okay, I'll arrange for the best hospital in Haicheng to let my uncle live in."

……

After Qiao Sheng entered the hospital, Qiao Mo packed his change of clothes from the Xinyuan villa and was admitted to the hospital.

When she called Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan was in a meeting and Assistant Zhao answered the call.

"Assistant Zhao, please tell A Yan that my dad is sick. I will stay in the hospital to take care of my dad for a few days, so I won't go back."

"Okay, Ma'am, don't worry, I will definitely tell the boss."

After Qiao Mo hung up the phone, he was very preoccupied.

Qiao Sheng was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, while Qiao Mo sat aside and sighed deeply.

She escaped like this, right?

Last night, Xiao Yan didn't argue with her after all, but she knew that A Yan was still angry.

……

Xiao's Building, President's Office.

After Xiao Yan finished a lengthy meeting, he just entered the office, took a long breath, and heard Zhao Qian beside him say: "Boss, my wife just called to say that her father was sick and hospitalized. It's not convenient for her to go home, so she has to stay in the hospital to take care of the old man."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "Which hospital?"

"My wife didn't explain."

"Go check it out."

Zhao Qian was a little puzzled, why did he go to check it out, instead of calling his wife directly?
"Okay, I'll check it out now."

Five minutes later, Zhao Qian said respectfully, "I found out. He was admitted to the hospital under the name of Feng Che. It's in Haicheng National Hospital, which is indeed the best place to treat heart diseases."

Xiao Yan clutched a piece of paper tightly in his hand. Could it be that she has already drawn a clear boundary with him now?

Even if she asks Feng Che who is far away in New York for help, she still refuses to tell him. Could it be that as her husband, he is just a display?
Xiao Yan got up from the executive chair, took the car keys directly, and walked out of the office.

"Boss, where are you going? There is an overseas meeting in 10 minutes..."

Xiao Yan's back had already disappeared at the door.

……

National Hospital, resting on a chair in the corridor.

Jomo sat on the bench with his cheeks downcast, holding his mobile phone in his hand, absent-minded.

Xiao Yan strode forward with long legs, wearing a black overcoat, with his arms open, striding towards this side with a solemn expression.

When Qiao Mo raised his eyes slightly, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the familiar stern figure.

Dazed for a moment, she stared at the man coming from a distance, and her heart tightened a little bit.

Until Xiao Yan walked up to her, he asked in a cold, calm voice, "How is Dad?"

Qiao Mo hung his neck and replied softly: "Maybe my father is really old."

It's just that she has been unwilling to admit it.

Xiao Yan looked down at her condescendingly, "Why didn't Dad tell me about his illness? Instead, he asked Feng Che, who is far away in New York, to help? Qiao Mo, in your heart, I am not your family?"

Qiao Mo was startled, and got up from the bench. She frowned and emphasized: "Feng Che is my brother."

Xiao Yan stared at her with cold black eyes, and sneered, "I thought I would be number one in your heart."

(End of this chapter)