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

Chapter 270 But She Misses Him in Her Life!

Ayan, I don't want to leave.

That light sound, like a sharp dagger without warning, pierced into Xiao Yan's heart fiercely, no blood was seen for a while, but it made the heart suffocate in an instant.

Qiao Mo tightly clutched the shirt around Xiao Yan's waist, "I don't want to leave..."

She murmured again, Xiao Yan stroked her soft hair, her eyes were scarlet, and there was a ruthless determination in them, "The custody of the child can belong to you."

Jomo's tears burst down the embankment, and her fingers clutching his shirt almost sank into her palms, numb with pain.

He didn't want her, and he didn't even care about the custody of his and her children, and he didn't even bother to fight for her.

However, Qiao Mo was still clinging to the last sliver of hope, "Why did you lie to me? Why did each of you piss me off? I said I don't care about anything!"

She doesn't care who is related to Lu Hailan's death.

Xiao Yan's indifference to her for no reason, she can not go into it, she would rather he lied to her, telling her the most beautiful lie in the world, but he gave her the whole world, but tore that bloody side to pieces Show it to her.

Even the buffer time was never handed out.

She doesn't want to leave, she doesn't want her child to become a child of a single parent family as soon as she is born, she doesn't want her child, like her, to live a different childhood from other children.

She didn't want to be separated from him either.

But Xiao Yan pushed her away, and he looked at the huge sea view villa in Xinyuan, with the sea and sunshine, it was very suitable for her and her children to live in.

……

Xiao Yan said that Xinyuan Villa was given to her from the very beginning, and the owner on the real estate certificate was also her, so he should leave.

Jomo didn't have any objections. In fact, if she left here, she really seemed to have nowhere to go.

In Haicheng, wherever Xiao Yan is, that is her home.

When she was in New York, she lived alone in a small western-style building. The room was full of things, but she was still empty. When she returned to Haicheng, even if Xiao Yan gave her a small apartment, she felt at ease.

But now, he was leaving again, and she never seemed to keep him.

She left Haicheng because of him, and returned to Haicheng because of him.

But now, even if Xiao Yan left this new garden for her, Haicheng is so big, but there is no place for her anymore.

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, his eyes were blank and empty, and he said in a light tone: "People are gone, what do you want a house for?"

Xiao Yan folded his pockets in one hand, turned his back to her, took a deep breath, and his eyes were resolutely calm, "At least you and the child have a place to stay in Haicheng. From now on, no matter where you go, you will always have a place to stay when you return to Haicheng." ground."

Qiao Mo bit her lip and smiled coldly. Looking at his lonely and straight back, she said slowly, "Maybe... I won't come back again."

After the words fell, Xiao Yan's heart froze slightly.

There was a hint of gray at the corner of his lips, "It's fine if you don't come back."

Qiao Mo blinked his eyes slightly, and there was even a smile on the corner of his lips, "...OK."

In this marriage, she has always been well-behaved and obedient, even when she left, she obeyed it meticulously.

Qiao Mo lowered her head and looked at her swollen abdomen. The baby was about to be born. She asked softly, "Then... when the baby is born, will you come?"

Xiao Yan raised his head slightly, and after a long time, he said slowly, "Probably not."

"Oh."

Qiao Mo buried his head lower, his lips were bitten by her, and a bloody taste spread in his mouth.

……

Xiao Yan asked Uncle Li to pack his luggage and go back to Xiao's old house with him.

Uncle Li was stunned, still not understanding why, hesitantly said: "Master... what is this for?"

Xiao Yan's face was pale, he moved his lips, without looking at Qiao Mo beside him, he just ordered almost indifferently: "Don't leave anything here except your wife's things."

Uncle Li glanced at Qiao Mo, a little uncertain, but Qiao Mo smiled and said, "Uncle Li, you go clean it up, the young master and I are fine."

Uncle Li dared to go.

Xiao Yan set off by himself and opened the closet, not intending to leave anything for her. He threw all the clothes into the open box on the ground, one by one, until in the closet, his clothes were about to be destroyed. empty.

Suddenly a pair of slender and soft arms hugged him tightly behind him.

She buried her face on his back and asked sullenly, "You did it on purpose? Do you want to completely erase your existence from my heart?"

He was silent for a while, stopped his movements, and sighed silently.

After a long time, he turned around, opened her arm and said, "Xiao Mo, you don't have to remember me, even if you remember me, it must be because of hatred. But I don't want you to live so tired, so you forget me, It's also very good. You don't need to live here. If you don't have money, I can give you money. The whole Xiao family will belong to you and your children in the future, so no matter where you go, don't see me again. I don't deserve your love. "

"But I'm not short of money." Jomo stared at him with clear eyes.

She is not short of money, but she is short of him in her life!

"Then I have nothing to give you."

Qiao Mo wiped the hot tears on his face vigorously with his hands, "Are you not afraid that I will sue you? Xiao Yan, you are not afraid of anything, but are you really not afraid at all that you will go to jail? If you kill someone, you will go to prison ..."

Xiao Yan suddenly smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, stroked the teardrops hanging on her cheeks, bent slightly, kissed her forehead lightly, and said in a calm voice: "Girl, I know you won't do that."

Unable to live up to this, Qiao Mo shed tears all over her face. She clenched her fists and slammed his shoulder hard. She opened her mouth and bit down on his neck like an angry little beast.

There was no expected pain from Xiao Yan's neck, but a wet and soft itching.

"Why don't you bite down? If you bite me, you can vent, then bite the point."

Jomo lay on his neck, crying softly.

"I will sue you, you wait...I will put you in jail...Xiao Yan...I will do that...If you don't go, I might consider letting you go."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but put his arm around her waist, "Are you threatening me?"

She just didn't want to miss the next two or seven years with him because of others.

They should have been together seven years ago.

"Then sue, if my imprisonment will make you feel comfortable, I am willing to spend my whole life in prison."

Jomo's whole heart was trembling uncontrollably.

Every word he said, every sentence, clearly loved her, but he loved her, but he still wanted to leave.

I remember they used to joke about——

Once Xiao Yan took Qiao Mo on a trip, but Qiao Mo had altitude sickness on the mountain, and he didn't think it was sunrise. Instead, he had a high fever, which scared Xiao Yan very much.

Since then, it has been established that she will no longer take her to travel to places above 2000 meters above sea level.

"Where shall we travel next time?"

"Anywhere below 2000 meters above sea level will do."

He hugged her and said softly, "As long as you want to go, I will accompany you."

"Then... around the world."

"it is good."

"Take a cruise to visit the five continents and five oceans, and go to the Antarctic to see penguins, and go to the North Pole to see the aurora."

"it is good."

"What you say counts."

"If I can't do it, you can sue me for fraud, but if I go to jail, you have to send me food."

Qiao Mo's answer at the time was: "I won't bring you food. You broke your promise first, so why should I bring you food? I haven't punished you yet!"

But he suddenly hugged her tightly again, with a hoarse and deep voice, he only said: "But you are the only one who can bring me food."

What he said was that he only had her.

Qiao Mo smiled, as before, she said: "If you go to jail, I won't give you food."

Xiao Yan also remembered the joke back then, how could he not remember, he remembered every detail of being with her verbatim.

"Okay, you don't need to come to see me, and you don't need to bring me food."

……

Because of Lu Hailan's mysterious death, Xiao's stock plummeted and fell into a trough all of a sudden.

The court sent leaflets to Xiao Yan.

Naturally, it was impossible for Qiao Mo to report it.

This morning, Zhao Qian brought all the major newspapers over. The newspapers all exposed some dark history of Xiao's early years, including Shengshi Group more than 20 years ago. The critics were sharp and embarrassing.

Jomo just glanced at it lightly, and saw a few harsh words and phrases.

"Cultivation of the Xiao family", "climbing on the bed of the enemy", "shameless"...

And so on, it's embarrassing.

The huge photo below covers almost an entire page.

It's a photo of Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo kissing on the street by accident.The sweetness makes people jealous, but the rawness has become a sharp knife to hurt her.

Xiao Yan was calm like an old man, not angry at all, he looked at the newspaper and told Zhao Qian calmly: "This is not the first time we have encountered a similar reputation crisis, Xiao's stock will definitely fall, don't worry about it." Too flustered. Xiao’s good reputation over the years is not so easy to be completely wiped out by a report. Crisis public relations must be in place. Now, there should be reporters coming here, you call some people to guard the courtyard. Tomorrow, a press conference will be officially held. Regarding the anonymous report letter from the court, find out who made it."

Zhao Qian nodded and went to do it immediately.

This incident happened so suddenly that before Qiao Mo had time to digest it, it was exposed without any warning. No matter how hard Qiao Mo tried to calm down, it would be futile.

Xiao Yan held her cold hand on her lap, and gently hugged her body: "It's my fault for letting you suffer this, but don't worry, I will never let the media hurt you again."

Jomo pushed him away, his eyes were cold: "I don't think these reports have hurt me, the person who hurt me is you. Isn't it?"

In her eyes, the dim light reflected some hopelessness.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said again: "I will go to the company these days, you stay at home and don't go out, you know?"

Jomo shook his head, "I don't want to hide. I'm not wrong, they wrote scribbles, why should I hide?"

Xiao Yan was almost begging her: "Xiao Mo, just treat it for me, and don't let yourself get hurt, okay?"

Qiao Mo swung his arm away, feeling a little out of control and desperate, "They wrote scribbles! I'm not wrong! Xiao Yan, you were not like this before, why did you deliberately take these charges on yourself? You didn't do it, right? Why do you want me to acquiesce? What are you hiding from me?"

Xiao Yan's hand was frozen in mid-air. He shook it, took it back, and pursed his lips, "The media didn't scribble, and what they said was true. I'm just afraid that these things will implicate you and the child."

The light in Qiao Mo's eyes went out for a moment.

(End of this chapter)