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

Chapter 297 The Possibility of Recovering Sight

Xiao Yan entered Xinyuan Villa with Qiao Mo in his arms.

After entering the room, Xiao Yan frowned, and asked coldly, "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were at Rongchengmo's place?"

Qiao Mo was eager to explain, "At that time, Aunt Zhang and I were shopping in the supermarket. I didn't pay attention. Aunt Zhang and Zixi were gone. I wanted to call you, but Rong Chengmo's phone came in first. , and warned me not to tell you. The child and Aunt Zhang were both at Rongchengmo's place at the time, so I didn't dare to act rashly..."

Qiao Mo saw that Xiao Yan had a handsome face with a cold face, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Qiao Mo lowered his brows, reached out and tugged at his sleeve, softened his voice, and said, "Ayan...don't be angry, I didn't mean not to tell you."

Xiao Yan sighed deeply, put her in his arms with long arms, and hugged her tightly, "It's my fault, I can't even protect my own woman and children."

Qiao Mo put his arms around his waist, "You're not here, what does it have to do with you, but Rong Chengmo is too insidious and cunning, he can even do things like threaten us with children. I used to think he was a good guy after all. Gentleman, I didn't expect him to be inferior to a villain..."

"In order to avenge Xiao Xiao, he can do anything."

Qiao Mo raised his face from his arms, "I didn't say in front of Rong Chengmo today that I like off-road vehicles. He made nonsense to annoy you on purpose."

Xiao Yan pressed her little head back into his arms, stroked it with his big hand, and said calmly, "Well, I know."

"Even if your eyes never see, I won't despise you because of this."

Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said, "Maybe... I have a chance to recover my sight."

Qiao Mo stared blankly, looked up at him in astonishment, "Really?"

"This morning, a bright light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, like a hallucination, I'm not sure."

Qiao Mo's little hand held his big hand tightly, and she was as happy as a child, "It would be great if I can really regain my sight. A Yan, let's go to the hospital for a detailed examination tomorrow, maybe it's true." Is there a chance?"

"it is good."

Qiao Mo's brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, but he calmed down. What happened today was still a little scary. If Rong Chengmo really wanted to use her and the children to threaten Xiao Yan today, what would happen?

Qiao Mo leaned in his arms and said softly: "A Yan, I don't understand, Rong Chengmo threatened me and my child to go to him for no reason today, and sent our mother and child back safe and sound. What is his intention? ?”

"Demonstration." Xiao Yan frowned, "Just to tell me that he, Rong Chengmo, can do things that hurt your mother and child under my nose. And his revenge has just begun, and his revenge, It can't be that simple."

Jomo said worriedly, "I'm not worried about myself, I'm just worried about the children."

"But I worry about you more than I worry about the children."

There is only one Jomo in the world, and he cannot lose her again.

Qiao Mo put his arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, "A Yan, I will protect myself. No matter how Rong Chengmo will retaliate, we will face it together."

Xiao Yan's big hand gently patted the woman's slender waist.

Qiao Mo sighed and said: "If Xiao Xiao is still there, all this can be stopped. Rong Chengmo won't fall into the abyss."

Xiao Yan frowned, his eyes were complicated and deep.

"Go upstairs and rest, you and the child have been frightened a lot today."

Qiao Mo nodded at him obediently, stretched out his small hand to take Xiao Yan's hand, but accidentally touched the man's cold and wet palm.

Qiao Mo was startled, his lips parted slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She looked at Xiao Yan, touched his palm with her small hand, "A Yan, are you afraid?"

Ever since he learned that she and the child were at Rong Chengmo's place, his palms had been dripping with cold sweat.

Qiao Mo would know that Xiao Yan is such a calm and calm person, and there are only a handful of things that scare him so much, but she and the child are his eternal weaknesses.

With reddened eyes, Qiao Mo hugged him again, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know whether I should be happy or blame myself for being your weakness."

Happily, one day, he loves him as deeply as she loves him, but to blame herself, she becomes the one who drags him down.

"Don't blame yourself." The man's deep and pleasant voice echoed softly in her ear.

Qiao Mo felt uncomfortable, "But Rong Chengmo has no weakness, his weakness is Xiao Xiao, but Xiao Xiao is long gone, so if he deals with you, he only needs to deal with me and the child, and he can easily restrain you."

"So, Xiao Mo, protect yourself."

……

The Rong family villa, midnight.

Rong Chengmo was lying on the Kingsize bed, awakened by the nightmare, half sitting on the bed, breathing heavily.

The whole room seems to be the shadow of that woman.

He reached out to grab it, but couldn't.

Xiao Xiao...

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the phantom in front of him immediately shattered.

"Xiao Xiao!"

His voice alarmed the bodyguards downstairs.

A bodyguard came up quickly and asked outside the door: "Second Young Master, are you okay?"

Rong Chengmo is the second child in the Rong family, and there is an elder brother above him, so the Rong family all call him "Second Young Master".

Rong Chengmo sat halfway on the bed, looked at the empty palm, and sighed softly, "I'm fine, you can go down."

"Yes."

The sound of the bodyguard's footsteps gradually drifted away.

However, Rong Chengmo's memories were kicked off by this sudden nightmare.

How long has it been since he dreamed of that little woman?
Since she left, he has wanted to dream of her every night. He obviously misses her so much, but she has been reluctant to visit his dreamland for a long time, as if she is stingy to enter his dreams even in dreams.

But tonight, she actually appeared in his dream.

Rong Chengmo turned on the desk lamp at hand, the lamp was soft and warm in orange, covering his slightly pale face, it was rare to look soft.

Rong Chengmo's eyes fell on the drawer handle of the bedside cabinet.

He opened the drawer, and there was a delicate iron box inside.

Rong Chengmo took out the tin box, opened it, and it was full of things about Xiao Xiao.

A lot of her photos are stored in this small iron box.

Her hair was even wrapped around the comb she used. After so many years, Rong Chengmo was reluctant to throw it away.

The thought of tonight seemed to have emptied his whole body, and he suddenly felt tired.

After so many years, he has never felt so tired for a moment.

Recalling the past, when Xiao Xiao and him were the best, when she put her arms around his neck with a blushing little face and called him "Ah Mo" in a low voice, she seemed to still vividly remember her shy look.

He has never called her by her nickname, even though he loves her so deeply, he has always called her "Xiao Xiao" unforgettable, even when he is in bed with each other most intimately, he is still clasping her slender fingers, She never called her "Xiaoxiao" gently, because there was another man hidden in her heart.

And for so many years, he has never really believed that Xiao Xiao is really dead, and he has been sending people to inquire about Xiao Xiao's life and death.

He didn't know if this kind of attachment had any results, but it seemed that only in this way could his heart be less hollow.

"Xiao Xiao..."

Every time in the dead of night, when this man misses this woman named "Xiao Xiao", he will allow himself a little weakness.

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Mo accompanied Xiao Yan to the hospital for an examination after finishing taking care of the child.

After a series of precise examinations, under Qiao Mo's expectant eyes, the young doctor wearing glasses frowned deeply, and said without optimism: "Mr. Xiao, Mrs. Xiao, maybe..."

Due to Xiao Yan's status, the young doctor hesitated to speak.

Xiao Yan was frank, "Doctor, if you have anything to say, just say it, my wife is in a hurry."

Xiao Yan held Qiao Mo's hand, and could feel the sweat in her warm little palm, and could also feel her fingertips trembling slightly.

The young doctor smiled awkwardly, "Maybe the possibility of regaining sight is not too great, but Mr. Xiao, you should continue to take medicine and receive treatment. Our doctors are not too sure about this kind of thing. Maybe one day, suddenly You can see it? You keep a good attitude, and the result will not be too bad."

The smile on Qiao Mo's lips gradually faded, and she lowered her eyes slightly, "That's it."

Her voice was a little lonely, but in the next second, she suddenly raised her head and said to the young doctor: "But doctor, A Yan said that yesterday, a white light flashed in front of his eyes. Could it be... isn't this hope?"

"This... Mrs. Xiao, I'm sorry, it's hard to say."

Xiao Yan shook her hand, "Xiao Mo, don't make things difficult for the doctor."

Qiao Mo was led out of the hospital by Xiao Yan, and Qiao Mo was a little low-spirited along the way.

"Is that doctor really good at medical skills? Ah Yan, why don't we go to a few more hospitals? The doctor said it himself. He can't say for sure, maybe it's just that his medical skills are not enough..."

Xiao Yan laughed, held her little hand, and kissed her lips, "Mrs. Xiao, this is the best hospital in the city. The doctor you said is not very skilled is also a top-notch ophthalmologist. Don't twist it, huh? "

"I didn't screw it, I just hoped...you could see. You could see me, you could see the baby."

Qiao Mo leaned into his arms, closed his eyes, "I don't mind whether you can see or not, but Ayan, I really hope you can see me and the child."

"I know."

Xiao Yan's cell phone rang suddenly.

Xiao Yan picked up the phone, Qiao Mo saw the caller ID, Zhao Qian.

"A Yan, it's Assistant Zhao."

Xiao Yan answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Qian on the other side replied: "Boss, one good thing, one bad thing."

"Don't be tricky, say."

Zhao Qian said: "The bad thing is that Xiao's stock has been falling, and there is no sign of recovery."

"What's the good thing?"

Zhao Qian said again: "The good thing is that just this morning, a private detective responded that Miss Xiao really seems to be alive."

Xiao Yan was startled, pursed his lips and said, "Rong Chengmo probably also got the news, and we need to find Xiao Xiao before Rong Chengmo."

(End of this chapter)