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

Chapter 43 Baby, Dad doesn't want you anymore...

Spyker was speeding in the dark night, the lights and neon lights of thousands of houses slid across the window glass, Qiao Mo stared at the scenery outside in a daze.

Her heart seemed to be tightly bound by this ring.

In her heart, she mustered up her courage, as if she had made up her mind to say something to him, when she turned her head, Xiao Yan's cell phone rang again.

When he picked it up, she bit her small mouth and swallowed the words again when she reached the tip of her tongue.

On the other side of the phone, Dr. Jin's breathing was messy and rough——

"Ayan, come here quickly, Zhizhi is in the hospital for emergency treatment!"

Xiao Yan's finger holding the phone trembled violently, his eyes were deep and his face was so cold that there was no warmth.

Shijue suddenly stopped on the side of the curb.

Jomo held the seat belt in his little hand, and was a little frightened, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Xiao Yan didn't give any explanation, only two clear words: "Get off."

Jomo thought he had misheard, "...huh?"

"get off!"

Xiao Yan felt irritated and exploded in his chest.

With this sound, the roaring Joe Mo shrank his neck.

And he didn't dare to disobey him. When this man became ruthless, he was like a Shura from hell. Who would dare to provoke him.

Qiao Mo said in her heart that it was a lie that she was not wronged. She sniffed, opened the car door, and got out obediently.

Xiao Yan stared at her slender back and sighed deeply.

In the end, this little woman was born to restrain him.

When Qiao Mo got out of the car, he didn't know what happened. He was so distraught that he didn't even look at the traffic lights.

Xiao Yan, who was sitting in the car, pressed the center of his eyebrows, gritted his teeth and cursed, opened the car door swiftly, rushed over with strides, and wrapped the little girl who was about to cross the road tightly into his arms.

He couldn't help lowering his head and yelling at her: "You don't want to die! You don't know how to look at traffic lights!"

Is this little girl indifferent?

Qiao Mo was so fierce by him, all his grievances collapsed at once, he looked up at him with moist eyes, and burst into tears.

Xiao Yan's heart softened, and he stopped scolding her, pressed her small head, and pressed it firmly into his chest, his voice softened, with a coaxing tone: "Be good, I'll call a taxi to drive you go home."

Qiao Mo was confused, in a bad mood, wrinkled his little nose, and raised his wet little face in his arms, "What about you?"

"I'm going to do something."

Xiao Yan stopped a taxi and sent Qiao Mo to the car. Qiao Mo leaned on the window and asked him, "Then are you coming back tonight?"

Her intuition told her that what happened to Xiao Yan was very difficult to deal with.

"Don't wait for me, be good and sleep by yourself."

Xiao Yan reported his home address directly to the driver, and Qiao Mo had no choice but to purse his lips and say, "Then you pay attention to safety."

Xiao Yan knew that when he told her to get out of the car just now, he frightened her, so he reached out and stroked her little head as a comfort, "Go back."

Jomo nodded his head and rolled up the window.

After the taxi turned into a curve, Qiao Mo was worried and said to the driver master: "Master, please turn back."

"Miss, you are..."

"Follow the Spyker just now."

……

No.1 civilian hospital.

With the pale corridor lights, Dr. Jin got up immediately when he saw Xiao Yan arriving.

Xiao Yan was breathing heavily, and glanced at the red light in the emergency room, "How is she?"

"I don't know, if I can't make it this time..."

Xiao Yan twisted his temples and blamed himself: "It's all my fault, if I had been earlier..."

"I can't blame you. Jomo is also a little life. It's normal for you to hesitate. Zhizhi's life is owed by you, not Jomo. Even if she is your wife now, if she really If you don’t want to, you can’t do anything.”

"Don't worry, Jomo, I will persuade her to abort the child and provide Zhizhi with a kidney."

Dr. Jin frowned and nodded, and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, "Zhizhi has been inside for more than an hour, I believe she will be fine."

If Song Xiazhi doesn't get off the operating table tonight, Xiao Yan will owe her all her life.

"Where is Jomo? Does she know about this?" Dr. Jin asked.

Xiao Yan shook his head and said hoarsely: "I don't know, I will find a suitable opportunity as soon as possible to explain everything to her."

……

In the corner, a slender figure hid behind the wall, quietly listening to all the conversations between them.

Her tears fell one by one.

The "Zhizhi" they were talking about should be that Song Xiazhi.

She should have guessed long ago that the person Xiao Yan likes could never be her, it could be Su Hua, or Song Xiazhi.

Only, it can't be her...

She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying, her little hands fell on her lower abdomen, choking like a child, "Baby, Dad doesn't want you anymore..."

Xiao Yan asked her to abort the child and give a kidney to his beloved woman.

At this moment, Qiao Mo's mind was clear, and he finally understood why Xiao Yan married her in the first place.

It's because... because her kidney was found... and Song Xiazhi can match, right?

When she thought of this level, she tightly squeezed the diamond ring on the ring finger of her right hand with her left hand.

He is so kind to her today, as if he wants to make up for all the debts these days, and the reason is also because he has made up his mind to ask her to sacrifice their baby to save his sweetheart, isn't it?
Jomo asked himself countless times in his heart.

She wanted to find a reason to overthrow it, but she couldn't find even one.

She finally couldn't help it, and when she was about to burst into crying, she covered her mouth, turned and ran away.

If time could be turned back, she would not follow to the hospital.

……

Jomo ran out of the hospital all the way, and the cold night wind poured into her neck.

In the middle of the night, there are very few pedestrians on the road, only a few scattered people.

Jomo was so tired, she sat on a stone step with her arms folded, her knees curled up, and her chin rested on it.

She had nowhere to go, but sat in a corner and cried.

Xiao Yan promised her that he would not harm their child, but in a blink of an eye, why would he take away the child in her stomach for the sake of another woman?

She hugged her belly tightly, not wanting anyone to hurt her baby.

When a woman becomes a mother, she will do all incredible things for her children.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting on the stone steps, when suddenly a harsh horn sounded.

Qiao Mo's thoughts were chaotic, and she didn't have any mind to pay attention to the outside world, but the horn sounded all the time. She looked up blankly, and saw a familiar Audi parked very close to her, with the windows down, under the dim light , allowing her to see the owner of the car inside, Rong Chengmo.

The man had already got out of the car, and walked towards her with his long legs step by step.

Seeing her shivering from the wind, she took off her coat without saying a word, and put it on Qiao Mo's shoulders.

"Joe Mo, why are you sitting here alone? Where's Xiao Yan?"

When a person is most desperate, even a word of care from a stranger can completely collapse their tense final will.

Qiao Mo was no exception. The tears she had shed suddenly poured out. She couldn't say a word. She just hugged her arms, her eyes were red, and she cried helplessly.

Rong Chengmo pursed his lips, this is not good, he helped her up, "Sitting here, you will catch a cold from the wind, let's get in the car first, if there is anything, you can talk slowly."

Qiao Mo lost his ability to think at all, and Rong Chengmo helped him into the car.

Rong Chengmo handed her the tissue, "Wipe your tears."

Jomo stretched out his hand and took it in panic.

"Can you tell me, what's going on?"

Qiao Mo was crying so badly that he couldn't speak at all, and the tears couldn't be stopped.

Rong Chengmo guessed that she couldn't say anything at this time, she just started the car and asked her, "Shall I take you home?"

When Qiao Mo heard the word "go home", he reacted greatly, even aggressively, "Can you, can you not go home?"

She was helpless like a poor kitten.

Rong Chengmo sighed slightly, and asked, "Can you trust me? If you don't want to go home now, then go to my place?"

Jomo didn't think much of it at all, and nodded his head hastily.

Rong Chengmo started the car and drove towards his apartment.

Qiao Mo cried all the way. When she reached the downstairs of Rongchengmo's apartment, Rong Chengmo took a tissue and raised her hand to wipe her tears. Qiao Mo shrank back subconsciously, took the tissue, and wiped it himself.

Rong Chengmo laughed, like a compliment, "It's not bad, I'm not so sad that I don't even have a defensive mind."

Jomo: "..."

"Get out of the car, don't cry, if you cry like this, if my neighbor sees you, they will think you were bullied by me."

Qiao Mo wiped away his tears, held back his tears and got out of the car with Rong Chengmo.

……

When they arrived at Rongchengmo's apartment, Rongchengmo asked her, "Would you like coffee? Let me make you a cup of coffee? Oh, or a hot cup of milk?"

Jomo bit his lip, "Thank you, milk."

Rong Chengmo smiled, and while going to heat the milk, he comforted her and said: "There is nothing difficult in this world. After you drink this glass of milk with me, wash your face and have a good sleep. Of course, if you Think I can be trusted, and you can take a shower in my bathroom. But you are a girl who is very wary of unfamiliar friends, and I guess you don't."

Jomo: "..."

Rong Chengmo warmed up the milk and brought it out, and handed it to her.

Qiao Mo held it in his palm, warming it up, and occasionally took a sip.

Rong Chengmo asked with a faint smile, "Why aren't you in a hurry to get rid of me this time? Aren't you afraid that Xiao Yan might misunderstand you?"

Qiao Mo didn't speak, but Rong Chengmo said calmly: "As Xiao Yan's wife, don't you want to know why Xiao Yan hates me so much?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, "Mr. Rong, can we not mention him now?"

At least, don't mention it now.

"It seems that you two had a fight?"

Are you fighting?Even quarrels count.

Husbands and wives quarrel at the head of the bed and just make up with each other, what are they?

Seeing that she didn't want to say a word, Rong Chengmo still had a good temper, "If you don't want to say anything, drink the milk and have a good rest. If you need my help, just ask."

Jomo went to the guest room to sleep after drinking the milk.

But in fact, how could she possibly be able to sleep.

The phone rang inexplicably.

The caller ID showed that it was Xiao Yan.

He'd probably already called home and knew she wasn't home yet.

Qiao Mo didn't want to pay attention to him at all now, and didn't know how to face a father who was about to hurt her child. He reached out, cut off the phone, and turned it off.

She thought of the baby, and her eyes became wet again.

How can it be, Song Xiazhi's life is fate, so is her baby?

She can't let Xiao Yan do that, what's the difference between that and killing someone?
There is only one thought in my mind——

run away!

Perhaps, this is her only choice!

(End of this chapter)