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

Chapter 268 Can't give her and the child a future

Feng Che hugged Qiao Mo into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice: "Whether my mother's death has anything to do with Xiao Yan, I will find out as soon as possible, Xiaoxiao, your most important task now is to raise your baby with peace of mind."

There are still two children in Qiao Mo's stomach. She is not alone. If something happens between Qiao Mo and Xiao Yan because of Lu Hailan's death at this time, it will hurt the children and Qiao Mo greatly.

Qiao Mo leaned against Feng Che's chest, her hand was tightly clutching Feng Che's windbreaker, she closed her eyes, her eyes were reddish, "If Xiao Yan really did this, I will never forgive you in this life he……"

will never.

Feng Che's arm, startled slightly, finally landed gently on her back.

"Don't think so much, besides the mother's funeral, the most important thing is you and the child in your womb."

……

At Lu Hailan's funeral, Zhao Qian came to offer condolences on behalf of Xiao Yan.

Zhao Qian only looked dignified, and said to Qiao Mo: "Madam, please forgive me."

Perhaps it was the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, or the chaotic emotions that had no place to vent, Qiao Mo sneered and said, "Is this what Xiao Yan asked you to bring?"

Qiao Mo spilled his emotions on Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian was in a dilemma, frowned and said, "Sorry, ma'am, the boss..."

Before Zhao Qian finished speaking, Qiao Mo gave him a cold look, "Is he busy again? At this moment, he is on vacation abroad and he doesn't want to come back. Assistant Zhao, please greet him for me. I want to ask him a question, what am I in his heart?"

Could it be that, in Xiao Yan's mind, she is just a doll that comes and goes?

When he missed her, he would always be by her side, pampering her like heaven. When he was not interested in her, he didn't even attend her mother's funeral, and he didn't even say a word to comfort her. No words.

The most important thing between husband and wife is to support each other, but Qiao Mo found more and more that she and Xiao Yan seemed to be more and more deviated from this road.

Although Zhao Qian was extremely embarrassed, he agreed in the end, "...Yes, if Madam, I will definitely bring it."

After Zhao Qian finished his condolences, he was about to leave, "Madam, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. If Madam needs Zhao Qian, please call Zhao Qian."

Qiao Mo's eyes were blank, "If this is his order, then there is no need. He will not know who the person I really need is. If a husband and wife need to rely on an outsider to maintain, such a marriage is still what sense?"

Zhao Qian naturally knew that Qiao Mo was angry with Xiao Yan. He wanted to excuse Xiao Yan, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to give up.

"Madam, I will take my leave first."

……

Not long after Lu Hailan's funeral was over, Jomo's due date was approaching.

In less than a month, the baby in Qiao Mo's stomach will be born.

As for Xiao Yan, Qiao Mo hadn't seen anyone for nearly half a month.

Feng Che turned down everything in the United States, while accompanying and taking care of Qiao Mo wholeheartedly, while starting to investigate the cause of Lu Hailan's death.

On this day, Jomo fell asleep basking in the sun on the sofa in the living room. She was about to give birth, and she seemed to have become more lethargic recently.

Feng Che was originally by Qiao Mo's side, reading documents, and the phone on the table rang.

Caller ID, Xiao Yan.

Feng Che frowned slightly, glanced at Qiao Mo who was already sound asleep, took the phone to the open-air balcony, and then picked it up.

After the call was connected, the man on the other end had already spoken.

"Are you by Jomo's side?" It seemed to be just a symbolic question.

Feng Che was slightly taken aback, and then said, "I just don't understand, my mother's death has nothing to do with you, why didn't you make it clear to Qiao Mo?"

Even if Xiao Yan didn't call today, Feng Che still planned to call him.

And Xiao Yan on the other end of the phone was not surprised at all, Feng Che would find out the real reason of this matter, it is not a difficult matter.

"It's better to misunderstand some things."

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was light and calm, Feng Che frowned even deeper, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, "Qiao Mo is pregnant with your child now, because of you, she often suffers from insomnia, Xiao Yan, Don't forget, Qiao Mo is pregnant with your child, and she will give birth in less than a month. As the child's father, you shouldn't have this attitude. "

Xiao Yan shook the phone, finally took a deep breath, and said, "I can't give Qiao Mo a future."

"What do you mean? You can't give Jomo a future, so you shouldn't have provoked her in the first place! You shouldn't have continued to pester her after two years of separation..."

Before Feng Che finished speaking, even with that anger, before he had time to vent, Xiao Yan on the other end of the phone cut off his words and said word by word: "One month, two months, or tomorrow , I may go to see your mother. Even so, you still hope that Jomo will know the truth and even be my widow in the future?"

Xiao Yan's voice was as calm as stagnant water, without a single wave, but Feng Che, who was listening here, was shocked for a moment, "What did you say?"

"I know that even if I don't speak, you will take good care of Jomo in the future."

But he... Still worried, he made this call worriedly.

Feng Che pursed his lips, frowned and said, "No matter how long you can live and how long you can be with Qiao Mo, Qiao Mo has the right to know about this, Xiao Yan, you are too selfish."

"Then let me be myself one last time."

"If Jomer knew you..."

"If she knew, I'm afraid she would be desperate and even risk her life. I don't think this is the result you want to see." Xiao Yan cut off Feng Che's words and said firmly.

Feng Che was slightly taken aback. According to Qiao Mo's stubborn temperament and his deep feelings for Xiao Yan, if he really died for love... it is not impossible.

Xiao Yan did understand Qiao Mo.

Xiao Yan on the other end of the phone smiled lightly, "You can tell Qiao Mo the truth, but not at this time."

Feng Che was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and said, "Have you thought it all over?"

Xiao Yan on the other end sighed softly, hung up the phone without saying anything.

Feng Che was holding the phone in his hand, feeling a little absent-minded.

Jomo, who was on the sofa in the living room, had already woken up.

She clutched her stomach, her expression aching, "Brother... my stomach hurts..."

Feng Che heard the voices from the living room, and immediately strode back to the living room. Qiao Mo hugged his belly, his head was sweating, and his face was pale.

"Xiaoxiao! What's wrong with you, Xiaoxiao?"

Qiao Mo's hand was tightly clutching Feng Che's arm, with a painful and tangled expression on his face, "Brother... I seem to... seem to be giving birth..."

Feng Che immediately hugged Qiao Mo and sent him to the hospital.

……

In the hospital, Jomo completed a series of examinations.

Feng Che asked worriedly: "Doctor, how is my sister's condition?"

The female doctor comforted: "No problem, there will be some labor pains before giving birth, it's normal, the amniotic fluid is not broken, but the pregnant woman's physical condition is a bit poor, why don't you take good care of your body during pregnancy? What about her husband?"

"My brother-in-law is on a business trip abroad and may not be back for a while."

The female doctor glanced at Feng Che, smacked her lips and said, "Work is more important than my own wife and children? I'm about to give birth, so don't you even come back to cut the umbilical cord?"

Qiao Mo, who was lying on the hospital bed inside, heard the female doctor's words clearly through a curtain.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her complexion changed slightly.

cut the umbilical cord...

Xiao Yan is afraid that he really won't come back.

She wished she had him by her side when she gave birth.

Is there any woman who is not afraid when she gives birth?Don't want your beloved man to be by your side?

But when Qiao Mo thought that Lu Hailan's death might be related to Xiao Yan, his heart hardened again.

……

After coming out of the hospital, Feng Che saw that Qiao Mo's expression was not good, so he asked, "Did you not sleep well recently because of your mother?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, frowned and said, "Brother, does mother's death have anything to do with Xiao Yan?"

Feng Che was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiao Mo, and apologized: "I haven't found it for a while. Xiaoxiao, I believe Xiao Yan's character, what do you think?"

"But I'm about to be unable to hold on anymore, brother, I don't know why, this time I have a very strong premonition, this time, Xiao Yan and I may really be separated forever."

Feng Che looked at her steadfastly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Separation forever... heaven and man are separated forever.

Feng Che wanted to tell Qiao Mo the truth several times, but he was afraid that Qiao Mo couldn't bear it.

"Xiaoxiao, if... I mean, if Xiao Yan really did the mother's death, would you... forgive him?"

Qiao Mo tightened her fingers, she bit her lip and said, "I don't know, if my mother's death is really related to Xiao Yan, I don't know if I can forgive him..."

She can't hate him, but it's forgivable, it seems like she can't.

"If he did it, what are you going to do?"

Divorce?
Qiao Mo lowered her head and looked at her swollen belly. She stroked her stomach lightly, "The child is innocent. If he did it, it would be a grievance between me and him. Divorce is inevitable. I don't want anything. I just want custody of these two kids."

Feng Che stared into her eyes, and slowly said: "Xiaoxiao, he's back."

Qiao Mo was taken aback, Xiao Yan...had he returned to Haicheng?
……

Xinyuan Villa.

As soon as Qiao Mo entered the yard, he saw the tall and stern familiar figure standing in front of the big French window.

He stood there as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Qiao Mo froze in place, just staring at him blankly. From such a long distance, she could vaguely see the deep yearning for her in his eyes.

But she didn't know whether it was her illusion or real.

Entering the house, as soon as Qiao Mo entered the door, he heard the familiar low-pitched male voice, as usual, "Are you back?"

Jomo was startled, then nodded, "Yes."

Qiao Mo raised his head hastily and bumped into his deep eyes.

Xiao Yan even held a book similar to finance and economics in his hand, sitting in the living room and reading it leisurely. The soft reading light formed a kind of halo around his cheeks, which was soft and warm.

As if nothing had happened, she just went out for a while, and when she came back, he was already sitting in the living room preparing lunch, waiting for her to return.

The food on the table hadn't moved yet, Qiao Mo moved his lips and asked again: "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Waiting for you." Xiao Yan put down the book, walked over, and stood still in front of her.

He looked at her abnormally calmly, scratching her cheek with his fingers, "Why is your complexion so bad?"

Qiao Mo also looked at him quietly, speechless for a while, but his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, rubbed her hair, and said, "Come and eat, today is my cooking."

(End of this chapter)