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

Chapter 70 This child is not yours!
On the way back from the beach, Jomo was always dizzy.

It was probably blown by the sea breeze, leaning against the co-pilot to sleep lightly.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she had reached the city center.

Frowning, "Mr. Rong, didn't you mean to send me back to Xiao's house?"

Why, went around and went to the city center again?

Rong Chengmo pursed the corners of his lips, "Sorry, I have a branch here, I have to go up and get the documents. Then I'll send you back, okay?"

Qiao Mo felt that Rong Chengmo had gone too far, so he frowned, opened the car door and was about to get off, "I'll just take a taxi back by myself. Mr. Rong, thank you for taking me to the beach to relax today."

"My company is floating, you really don't wait for me?"

When Qiao Mo heard the word "floating color", he hesitated.

He raised his eyes and looked at the tall building standing upright in the sky.

Floating color, Xiao Yan said in a text message, he was waiting for her on the top floor of Floating Color.

I don't know. Has he left?

……

in the elevator.

Seeing Rong Chengmo press the elevator on the top floor, Qiao Mo asked suspiciously, "Mr. Rong, is your company on the top floor?"

Jomo had never been to a place like Fuse, so he didn't know what it was like. It was similar to a hotel, but it didn't look like it. He said it looked like an office, but it didn't seem like it.

"Oh, I have a little office on the top floor."

The elevator reached the top floor, opened with a "ding".

As soon as Qiao Mo looked up, he was about to step out when he saw a man and a woman embracing and kissing through the large transparent French windows.

She bit her lip, and took back the protruding foot.

Turning around, he directly pressed the button to close the elevator.

Singing and singing inside the door, but outside the door, only her who was hurt was left.

In the elevator, Qiao Mo stood in front of him indifferently, with a flat tone but a mocking wry smile.

"Mr. Rong, is it interesting to do this?"

Rong Chengmo rubbed his forehead, "I think you misunderstood me. Qiao Mo, I just want to help you."

Qiao Mo sneered, and stared at him quietly, "Help me, you actually want to humiliate me, right?"

"Jomer, I didn't mean that!"

"Mr. Rong, now, you have successfully humiliated me."

……

Perhaps in the world, there is really no such thing as being miserable to the bottom, because when a person is unlucky, he will continue to be miserable, and there is no lower limit.

Just like Qiao Mo, she originally thought that the worst was just like this, and she was in harmony with Xiao Yan, but now, she witnessed her husband hugging with other women, entangled, lingering, what is the meaning of her existence? value and significance?

He didn't say that it was her who made the date, but it turned out that there was someone else who really wanted to date.

enough.

That night, Xiao Yan did not come back.

Jomo's heart is dead.

……

Early the next morning.

Qiao Mo got up early, packed everything early, and went to the law firm.

When standing under the Xiao's building, her head was faintly dizzy.

……

In the office, Zhao Qian opened the door and came in.

"Boss, my wife is here."

Xiao Yan's brows had been deeply frowned, and when he heard this sentence, his brows suddenly relaxed.

But on his mouth, he said sarcastically: "Yesterday I didn't answer the call, but today I delivered it to my door."

Zhao Qian: "..."

"not see."

Zhao Qian was stunned by the two very straightforward words.

"Boss, my wife is still pregnant."

Waiting outside, how tiring.

Xiao Yan always had a bit of anger in his heart. Last night, this woman made him wait the whole night without even seeing her shadow. Now, when she comes, he must see her right away?

make her wait.

"Assistant Zhao, arrange the next meeting."

Cold formulaic tone.

Zhao Qian didn't dare to say anything more, so he had to arrange the next meeting.

When he came out, Zhao Qian was a little embarrassed, and said apologetically to Qiao Mo: "Madam, please wait in the lounge, the boss is very busy now, wait until the meeting is over..."

Qiao Mo was expressionless, neither sad nor angry, and handed the divorce agreement to Zhao Qian, "Assistant Zhao, I'm not here to see him, please give him the divorce agreement."

Zhao Qian was no less than being struck by a thunderbolt, "Madam..."

What, are you going to get a divorce?
Qiao Mo smiled lightly, "Please Assistant Zhao."

"Madam, please wait here for a while, I don't think the boss knows that you are here for this matter."

……

Zhao Qian pushed the door in with the divorce agreement.

Xiao Yan glanced at the stack of papers in his hand, and said with a sneer, "What, a lengthy letter of apology?"

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, "Er... Madam said, you will understand after reading it."

Zhao Qian looked at the man's brows, frowning deeper and deeper, and his face became gloomy a little bit.

Snapped--!
The divorce agreement was thrown heavily on Hualimu's desk.

"Tell her, tell me personally if you want a divorce!"

"...Yes, I'm going to ask my wife to come in."

……

After Qiao Mo was invited in, Xiao Yan sat lazily on the black executive chair.

"Want to get a divorce?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, arrogant and indifferent.

Jomo pursed his lips, "Yes."

When facing Xiao Yan, it is difficult for ordinary people not to be afraid, including Qiao Mo, even if... when this man was intimate with her, he rubbed ear to ear with her and talked tenderly about love on the bed.

"If you want a divorce, you can, and the children will stay."

Jomo's back trembled violently, "I have the right to raise my children."

"Do you think, on your terms, the court will award the child to you?"

In a fight with Xiao Yan, the probability of Qiao Mo winning is very small, but she still has to try to hit a stone with a pebble.

This is her child, her own child.

"Xiao Yan, what if I have some evidence against you? Do you think the court will not stand by me?"

Men have always been arrogant, even if Qiao Mo said now that she had evidence of his murder, he wouldn't care.

Xiao Yan got up gracefully and slowly, walking towards the thin little woman.

"Oh? Do you have evidence of my murder and arson, or evidence of my insanity? Are you so confident?"

His approach made her take a virtual step back.

However, a big hand tightly wrapped around her waist.

Jomo was forced to get close to him.

"Jomo, this child also has my share!"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, smiled sadly, and looked up at his gloomy handsome face, "Since you had this child, have you fulfilled your duties as a father for a day? You haven't. Don't you always feel that there is a relationship between me and Rong Chengmo?" Extraordinary relationship, last night, I didn't answer your call because I was with him, and, didn't you always suspect that this child is not yours? You are right. "

The big hand slowly reached up from her soft waist, and suddenly grabbed the back of her neck!

"Jomo, say it again, try!"

The stern voice was almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

Every word, every word, hit Qiao Mo's ear heavily.

The man dropped the document with one hand, pressed her on the large rosewood desk, tore off all her cover, and asked with a gloomy voice next to her ear: "Jomo, is this child mine or not?"

Qiao Mo's eyes were red, and he stared seriously at his cold black eyes: "This child is not yours!"

"Xiao Mo, are you sure?" His voice was so low, so deep, so hoarse, as if he was speaking affectionate words.

"I am sure!"

"good very good!"

The man's powerful big hands parted her two-month retreat, lowered his waist, and took her forcefully.

Jomo raised his head and tensed his jaw and toes in pain.

it hurts.

"Since it's not my child, why should I pity you?"

All the anger was vented on her.

……

She seemed to be imprisoned in a huge cage, and she couldn't escape even after exhausting all her strength.

She is so tired and in pain.

Xiao Yan, she can't afford to love anymore.

When you fall in love, it only takes a few seconds, and when you are in despair, it is just a moment.

He threw the broken clothes on her body, and uttered a word from the corner of his thinned lips: "Get out!"

A dazzling blush slipped across her moon.

But when people are angry, they will disregard any consequences.

What's more, this woman actually admitted with her own mouth that her stomach is not his seed!
Then... what else does he need to feel sorry for? !

All tenderness and pity, go to hell.

For the rest, like now, she means everything to him.

Leaving Yuetui, she is his.

……

Qiao Mo didn't know how to put on his clothes, clutching his painful belly, and stumbled into the elevator.

Her thoughts were chaotic, and there was only one cognition in her mind.

She knew exactly what the blood redness on her lower body was.

The elevator goes directly to the underground parking lot.

Qiao Mo seemed to be drunk, and she staggered down the elevator. She didn't know how to get into the elevator that went directly to the parking lot. She wanted to go out and find a taxi to go to the hospital!
In the originally quiet underground parking lot, there was a sudden scream.

"Ah—help!"

Qiao Mo looked at her, and the owner who called "Help" also looked at her at the same time.

Song Xiazhi!
Song Xiazhi was being restrained by a middle-aged man wearing a black hooded sweater and tied into the car.

As soon as she saw Qiao Mo, she immediately screamed at the man in black in horror: "She is Xiao Yan's wife! If you tie her up, Xiao Yan will definitely give you money!"

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned, "How do you make me believe you?"

"But I'm not Xiao Yan's wife! She still has Xiao Yan's child! You must tie her up more than me! Please!"

Jomo was weak all over, but he stumbled and ran away.

But the middle-aged man tied up Song Xiazhi and stuffed him into the car, then ran over and grabbed Qiao Mo!

"Want to run?!"

Jomer was tied into a black van.

……

Song Xiazhi was terrified and kept crying.

"I'm really not Xiao Yan's wife, it's useless for you to kidnap me! She is!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and looked at the two women in the back seat, "Hmph, I don't care which one of you is Xiao Yan's wife! If you tie the two of you up, you must be right! One is his wife and the other is his Qing." Wife! Let me see how much money he gave to redeem you!"

Jomo's lower body was bleeding all the time, staining the entire skirt red.

When Song Xiazhi turned his head to look, he screamed in shock.

"what--!"

Qiao Mo was almost in a coma, and there were only a few words in his pale lips: "My child...save my child..."

"Please, let me go! I'll give you whatever you want! Let me go!"

Song Xiazhi begged the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man ignored him, and glanced at Qiao Mo who was half dead in the back seat.

"If I let you go now, if this woman dies, how could Xiao Yan give me money? Besides, I have changed my mind now! Besides extorting money, there are more fun things!"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

……

Shaw Building.

Xiao Yan was finally uneasy and chased after him.

In the surveillance camera, Jomo took the elevator directly to the parking lot.

Xiao Yan's cell phone rang at this moment.

picked up -

"Your wife, child, and lover are in my hands! Xiao Yan, if you dare to call the police! I will kill your child! As for your wife and lover, if you don't mind, I will play with them one by one!"

(End of this chapter)