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

Chapter 235 Did They Have a Relationship?

Qiao Mo stood at the door cold all over, her gaze was colder than ever, she stared straight at Su Qingwan who was standing inside the door wearing Xiao Yan's shirt.

Su Qingwan has never seen Qiao Mo have such a cold side.

In her memory, no matter how aggressive she was, she didn't seem to have any hostility when it came to Qiao Mo, but now, the coldness in Qiao Mo's eyes almost made Su Qingwan's nerves tremble.

Unavoidable, a little guilty.

But why should she be guilty?

It was Xiao Yan who asked her to come here. If Xiao Yan was willing, she, Su Qingwan, could take Qiao Mo's place at any time.

What is Qiao Mo, if Xiao Yan doesn't want her, she is just a broken shoe.

"go out!"

Jomo spoke coldly again.

As for Su Qingwan, she curled her lips into a bewitching smile, crossed her arms, and looked at Qiao Mo who had just arrived with a haughty look, "Qiao Mo, do you know what is the most important thing about a person?"

Jomo pursed her lips and remained silent, while her fists were clenched tightly.

Su Qingwan smiled and said: "The most important thing for a person is to have self-knowledge. Don't you think it's too ridiculous for you to beg for nothing to post A Yan's attitude?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, stared at her with red eyes, and said word by word: "It's not your turn to warn me about these words!"

Qiao Mo dragged the suitcase, passed Su Qingwan directly, and was about to enter the living room.

And Su Qingwan stopped Qiao Mo from going, "Qiao Mo, you have to figure out one thing, that is, you are not as good as in A Yan's heart now..."

Before Su Qingwan finished speaking, a cold male voice came from the stairs on the second floor: "Why not?"

Qiao Mo and Su Qingwan looked up at the same time. The man stood tall and tall at the corner of the stairs. His face was cold and his hands were in his trouser pockets, as if he was an outsider watching the comedy with cold eyes.

His eyes were sharp and cold, and the moment Qiao Mo's eyes met his, he suddenly found that the man standing not far away seemed strange to her and she couldn't understand.

Qiao Mo glanced at Su Qingwan, mockingly looked at the indifferent man on the stairs, and said with a smile: "Miss Su probably wants to say that my child and I seem to be inferior to her in your heart. Mr. Xiao, this is Really?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, unable to distinguish between joy and anger, but Xiao Yan could see her determination and indifference.

Xiao Yan's cool gaze was fixed on her small face, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Su Qingwan hesitated to speak, "Ayan..."

Xiao Yan gave her a cold look, but ordered: "Let her in."

A faint sentence, but immediately let Qiao Mo know his identity.

Xiao Yan said this to Su Qingwan, Qiao Mo is here now, and the meaning of Xiao Yan's words, it is not difficult to hear that Su Qingwan is the hostess here, and she, Qiao Mo, is just an unexpected guest .

Qiao Mo came in dragging the suitcase, saw that the man on the stairs had turned around and was about to enter the study, she raised her face and asked with a sneer, "Then, Mr. Xiao, where should I sleep tonight?"

At this time, it was late at night in New York, and Qiao Mo traveled thousands of miles to a distant country and city alone. She thought that when she arrived in New York, she would slip into Xiao Yan's warm embrace, and she also thought that Xiao Yan would hug her and their child , kissing her endlessly.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a scene.

Did he really empathize?Don't love her anymore?
But even if he doesn't love her anymore, doesn't he even care about their children?
Qiao Mo clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were calm and calm, but his heart was jumping fast like a roller coaster.

Xiao Yan, who was standing on the second floor, did not turn around to look at Qiao Mo who was downstairs, but closed his eyes and let out a barely audible sigh, as if he had made a big determination in his heart, and then slowly opened his mouth and said : "Qingwan, take her to the guest room."

Qing Wan...

Both Su Qingwan and Qiao Mo were shocked.

The former was an unexpected surprise, while the latter was a chill.

Qiao Mo bit his lip, he actually asked an outsider to take her to the guest room to rest?

What are she and the child in his heart now?
Couldn't it be compared to an unrelated Su Qingwan?
After Su Qingwan was overjoyed, she smiled proudly and proudly, "Miss Qiao, come with me."

Her name is Qiao Mo "Miss Qiao", and she doesn't take Qiao Mo's identity as "Mrs. Xiao" seriously at all. She is confident, as if Xiao Yan's "Qing Wan" voice has silently condoned and allowed all her actions.

Jomo kept staring at the back of the man upstairs, without blinking her eyes, "No, I know where the guest room is better than you!"

Humiliation swept over my heart bit by bit.

"That couldn't be better."

The man upstairs had already stepped into the study with his long legs. A door blocked Qiao Mo from him.

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, ignored Su Qingwan, pulled the suitcase, and went to the guest room.

……

In the room, Jomo sat on the edge of the bed.

She kept caressing her protruding belly with her hand, her eyes were fixed and straight, and she murmured, "Baby, why do you think Dad doesn't want us anymore? Why did he treat us like this?"

What did she do wrong?
Since Xiao Yan disappeared for 23 days since the last time, Qiao Mo has always felt that there is something wrong with Xiao Yan.

But what was the problem, she had no idea.

Are Xiao Yan and Su Qingwan really together?

Countless questions filled her thoughts, and Xiao Yan's sudden change made her feel strange.

Xiao Yan shouldn't be like this, let alone such a person who is easily changed.

Jomo knew him well.

But this time, Su Qingwan was indeed wearing his shirt. Did they... Have a relationship?

How could a normal woman wear the shirt of a man who has no physical or emotional relationship at all?
And that shirt, the more suitable it was for Su Qingwan, the more glaring Qiao Mo felt.

Now that she had come to New York, she had to ask, whether it was for herself or for their children.

……

Inside the study.

Su Qingwan went upstairs with a glass of milk, pushed open the study room and came in, she walked over with a smile, and said concernedly: "A Yan, drink a glass of milk and take a rest."

Xiao Yan didn't even raise his head, let alone give her any attention, he just replied coldly: "I don't drink milk at night."

"Drinking hot milk at night can help you sleep, you are so busy at work..."

Before Su Qingwan finished speaking, Xiao Shengsheng cut it off, "Su Qingwan, get out!"

Holding the milk, Su Qingwan was startled with a smile on her lips, and then smiled casually: "Ayan, what's wrong with you? Didn't you feel fine just now? Did you feel too tired and too busy at work?"

"Don't make me say it again!"

"Ayan..."

Su Qingwan couldn't accept Xiao Yan's change of attitude for a while, so she called him a little aggrieved.

But Xiao Yan showed no affection at all, but raised his eyes and gave her a cold look.

Su Qingwan thought that he was looking at how suitable the shirt she was wearing, so she asked, "A Yan, because when I came to New York, I left in a hurry and didn't bring pajamas, so I took your shirt and put it on... ...does it look good?"

Does it look good?
Xiao Yan's thin lips curled up slightly, and he sneered. He got up, pocketed with one hand, with a cold expression on his face, and when he walked up to Su Qingwan, "Without my permission, who would allow you to wear my shirt?"

"I..." Su Qingwan was wronged for a moment, and said with a guilty conscience, "Ayan, don't be angry, if I have something to do next time, can I tell you?"

Thinking of her, Su Qingwan, a dignified daughter of the Su family, and a lot of excellent men chasing behind her, but for this man, she compromised and never flattered Su Qingwan, who was as proud as her, at this time she also became humble. stand up.

In love, whoever loves deeper is destined to be humble.

Xiao Yan's cold eyes were sharp, and there was a layer of steel in his black eyes, "Only one woman can wear my shirt, and it definitely can't be you."

The merciless words pierced coldly into Su Qingwan's heart.

Su Qingwan pursed her lips and said, "Ayan, although I don't know how to get to the bottom of it, I want to know whether you asked me to come to New York because you really wanted me to be by your side, or because you wanted me to be by your side on purpose, or because you deliberately acted out tonight's event. out?"

Xiao Yan turned sideways, without looking at her at all, his voice was extremely cold, "You don't need to know this."

"Ayan..."

Just as Su Qingwan was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"It's me, I want to ask you some questions."

Jomo stood outside the door, summoned up his courage, and continued, "...About me, you, and the child. A Yan, I want to have a good talk with you."

Su Qingwan was startled, while Xiao Yan changed the previous order to chase her away, and said coldly: "Go to bed and lie down, don't come out without my permission!"

Su Qingwan frowned, probably guessing Xiao Yan's purpose in her heart, but she still obediently went to bed and slept on Xiao Yan's bed.

Even if Xiao Yan was trying to anger Qiao Mo, as long as Xiao Yan was willing to be with her, Su Qingwan would have the confidence to win Xiao Yan over.

Xiao Yan stretched his long legs and opened the door, but deliberately opened a small gap.

After the door opened, Qiao Mo looked up, and saw Xiao Yan's shirt buttons unbuttoned casually, and his clothes were even a little messy.

"I want to talk to you."

And just after Qiao Mo finished saying this, she turned her head slightly, and saw a woman sleeping on the king-size bed in the bedroom.

The woman, wearing his shirt, was sleeping provocatively on his bed.

Following Qiao Mo's gaze, Xiao Yan glanced at the room, then turned to look at Qiao Mo, not at all panicked by his wife's arrest, but said very calmly: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Come out, let's talk."

Xiao Yan ruthlessly refused, "If you have anything to say, just say it here, I'm not very free."

Qiao Mo was startled, clenched his fists, and stared at him closely. She really didn't understand why Xiao Yan became like this in a blink of an eye.

And the one who fell asleep on his bed was Su Qingwan.

She was not wrong, but at this moment, she hoped that she was wrong and had hallucinations.

(End of this chapter)