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

Chapter 66 My Wife Is Jealous

It has been a long time since New Year's Eve, and Haicheng is still in the midst of the chilly spring, and a deep night shrouds the city in a huge cage.

It was warm and cold, and a few snowdrops floated from the sky from afar.

Jomo walked on the sidewalk alone, holding the phone in his hand, looking at it from time to time.

As if, for fear of missing someone's call.

Realizing this, the corners of his lips curled into a wry smile.

Oh, what a fool, Xiao Yan has already made it so clear that he never loves anyone, even if there is someone he likes, it will be Song Xiazhi, she...what the hell is she?
Just a woman with his child.

Before I knew it, a year had passed since my marriage.

Qiao Mo lowered his head slightly, looking at his slightly protruding belly, and a thin layer of mist covered his thick eyelashes.

I don't know if it's the dark night or the fog in my eyes.

Perhaps after walking for too long, my head was a little dizzy, and I rested for a long while leaning on the railing. Occasionally, passers-by passed by and greeted me worriedly.

"Girl, are you okay? Are you pregnant? Why are you going out alone so late?"

Jomo shook his head, "I'm fine, just take a rest."

Passers-by were worried, "What's the phone number of your family? It's dangerous for you to do this. I'll call your husband to pick you up?"

I don't know which word stimulated my nerves, Jomo was a little excited, "No need, really."

Qiao Mo refused decisively, and passers-by saw this and had no choice but to walk away.

When he walked away, he muttered: "Isn't my husband worried about it so late..."

The wetness on the eyelashes turned into liquid without knowing it, and slipped down faintly.

But the corners of his lips forced himself to squeeze out a smile.

Jomo sat on the rest chair on the sidewalk for a long time.

Inside the hospital ward.

The man on the hospital bed frowned deeply, and said, "Why hasn't Madam come home until now?"

According to the location of the mobile phone, Jomo is currently on the sidewalk in the park in the middle of the street.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and boldly said, "Madam...maybe she's jealous."

"She is a pregnant person, doesn't she know how to take care of herself?"

Xiao Yan's face was cold, and he asked gloomily, raised his eyebrows, but found something was wrong, "What are you talking about? Jealous?"

Zhao Qian was also taken aback for a moment, and looked at Xiao Yan's expression, it wasn't too bad.

"Well, I guess the wife is jealous."

"Why are you jealous?" Xiao Yan asked seriously.

Zhao Qian's scalp was numb, and he felt that this question was particularly tricky, "Because... my wife has always felt that the boss you like is Miss Song Xiazhi, and your kindness to my wife is only because of the child in my wife's belly."

Xiao Yan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

Zhao Qian was shocked, "Boss, where are you going?"

The serious injury has not healed, and it is dangerous to go out.

Xiao Yan took a set of clothes, walked into the bathroom without saying a word, and closed the door.

When she came out again, she had already changed into a suit of formal clothes, her long legs moved away, and her voice was even and steady: "Let's go, find your wife."

Pregnant with a nearly five-month-old child, how dare you go out alone at night?
……

The black Maybach slowly parked beside the curb.

Looking through the dark car window, Jomo was sitting on a leisure bench, lost in his thoughts.

Zhao Qian glanced at Xiao Yan from the rearview mirror. Under his uncertain eyes, Xiao Yan opened the Maybach door neatly, and stepped down gracefully with his long legs.

Qiao Mo lowered his face, looking down, a pair of shiny handmade black men's leather shoes suddenly appeared.

And those neat black trousers were on the top of the shoe.

Qiao Mo was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a tall man in a black long and wide woolen coat in the cold wind of the night.

In the watery eyes, too much disbelief and astonishment slipped through.

The handsome man who reacted before her looked at her disdainfully, and asked coldly, "Mrs. Xiao is planning to run away from home again?"

Tone, with a touch of sarcasm and mockery.

Qiao Mo bit his lip, sat on the bench without getting up, and turned his eyes away, not looking at him, but only at the ground on one side, "I don't, I plan to sit down and go back."

"Oh? Sit here and watch the scenery?" Xiao Yan folded his pockets with both hands, his demeanor was cold and clean, he looked at the traffic and crowd on the side of the road, and sneered, "Mrs. Xiao is going to look at the car or the people?"

Jomo was blocked by him, and his words got stuck in his throat.

The two stood still.

Xiao Yan stretched out a clean and slender hand from his coat pocket, "Go back."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, did not reach out to hold his big hand, but stood up, "I will go back by myself."

She walked towards the bus stop, Xiao Yan grabbed her arm from behind, pulled her into his arms tightly, and hugged her.

"What's wrong with you?"

The deep and clear male voice made Qiao Mo feel for a moment that they were really a couple in love, she was having a temper tantrum, and he was coaxing her.

Qiao Mo sucked his frozen nose, and said in a weak voice, "Go back to the hospital, if it's because you're afraid I might accidentally hurt your child outside."

Soft little hands, trying to push away his big hands fixed on her waist.

Xiao Yan was slightly angry, her black eyes were piercing, and she closely examined her frozen pale face, "Mrs. Xiao, if a reporter captures your appearance tonight, the media will catch on and think that you are running away from home."

Qiao Mo turned his eyes and stared at him, "That's right, my value is to make you look like a good family gentleman!"

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, staring at the little face in his arms that looked vivid even when he was angry, his thin lips were tightly pursed.

What she meant was that she wanted to continue to suffer from the cold in this damn place? !
"Go back with me."

The man took her hand and walked towards the Maybach.

Jomo was so angry that it all came out.

He flicked his little hand violently, as if breaking a jar, "Don't you don't like others seeing us together? Don't you don't like others knowing that we are husband and wife? Then let's go our separate ways!"

Xiao Yan frowned, staring at her closely, her eyes were so red.

For no reason, his heart twitched.

Qiao Mo gritted his teeth, turned around and decided to leave.

Xiao Yan stepped up with long legs, hugged her, and shoved her into the car neatly, and scolded: "Zhao Qian, send your wife home!"

Zhao Qian was taken aback, seeing that he had no intention of getting into the car, "Boss, what about you?"

Xiao Yan was very angry, stared at Qiao Mo, and said word by word: "I'll take a taxi!"

……

The Maybach drove forward, and Xiao Yan walked in the cold night with long legs and striding in the opposite direction.

Jomo sat alone in the back seat of the Maybach, and from the rearview mirror, he saw the lonely and tall black figure getting farther and farther away.

It seems that their lives have intersected, but soon, they will part ways.

Zhao Qian couldn't believe his eyes, the big boss who never took a taxi would actually give up the car to someone else and take a taxi by himself, but... Does the boss have any change for taking a taxi?
Zhao Qian looked at Qiao Mo in the back seat thoughtfully, and couldn't help but speak up for Xiao Yan, "Ma'am, the boss found out that his wife didn't come home tonight. He was very worried about you. bed, ran out of the hospital to find you. In fact, I was worried about your comfort."

"What he is worried about is that I will be photographed by the paparazzi and make him lose face. What he is worried about is only his child in my stomach."

He admitted it himself, could it be false?
Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, and laughed out of time with a "puchi".

Jomo frowned, puzzled.

"Ma'am, this is your fault. I have been with BOSS for so many years, and I know his temper somewhat. He said that he came out to look for you just because he was worried that you would be photographed by reporters. It was obviously an excuse. BOSS is a typical With a sharp mouth, he has always been mean when he speaks, and at the beginning it will make people think that he is very impersonal, but once you know him a little bit, you will know that in fact, in many things, he is just using his way to care about you. "

Xiao Yan has his own way to care for and pamper someone.

Jomo was a little annoyed, "Can't he talk well?"

difficult to communicate.

But these, even if they are facts, so what, they still can't erase the sadness and loss in her heart.

Song Xiazhi will always be the heart wall between them.

Also...Su Hua bore a child for him. Although they were not husband and wife at that time, and she did not have the right to be jealous with his past, but which woman can bear it, her husband used to have sex with other women Ever had a child?She wanted to comfort herself that everyone had a past, but no matter what, the wall in her heart seemed to be impossible to get over.

……

At this point, on this road, there are very few taxis.

Xiao Yan could hardly get a taxi.

Standing in the cold wind, waiting for a full 10 minutes.

In the end, he called Zhao Qian with a very angry tone. He didn't know if he was angry because he couldn't get a taxi, or because he was angry at the little woman.

"After dropping off my wife, come and pick me up!"

Zhao Qian over there, "..."

……

When the Maybach drove into his eyes, the man's temple jumped.

In the back seat, it's not Joe Mo, who else?
Open the door and get in.

With a cold and arrogant face, "Hmph, don't you want to ride in the same car with me? Why are you back now?"

Duplicity of the little liar.

"The elevated highway back to Xiao's house is blocked, and you have always been unreasonable. If you are kept waiting in the cold wind for a long time, you will definitely blame Assistant Zhao. Since it will implicate innocent people, then I will send you back to the hospital first, and I will return to you later." The Xiao family."

What Jomo said was reasonable and convincing.

This time, Xiao Yan was speechless, "You...!"

Seeing these two people arguing behind him, Zhao Qian couldn't believe that it was rare to see someone dare to disobey the boss, and he was so blocked that he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Yan's black eyes were deep, staring at her cold little face hidden in the half-light, he curled his lips playfully: "In the middle of the night, you told me that the elevated highway is blocked, do you think I will believe it?"

Qiao Mo glanced at him indifferently, and lied solemnly: "There was a car accident."

"I remember the way back to Xiao's house, without going through the elevated road."

Xiao Yan is shrewd, he is like a fox, his eyebrows raised slightly, it is a scheme, Qiao Mo is too tender, he can't fight him at all.

After Xiao Yan realized this problem, a little complacency flashed across his deep eyebrows.

He suddenly leaned over, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "It's because I don't want to blow the cold wind. So, are you still talking hard?"

But Qiao Mo was not as shy as usual. He raised his watery eyes and stared at the man's handsome face seriously, "Do you also feel uncomfortable when you speak duplicity? Could it be said, 'Jomo, don't stand here and blow the cold wind, you will catch cold , come back with me, won't you?"

The man was startled, staring at her opening and closing lips, a little dazed.

Oh, trap.

She deliberately set up this trap, waiting for him to jump in, and then retaliate.

OK, really OK!

(End of this chapter)