Chapter 73

Song Xiazhi hugged Xiao Yan's neck and shook it.

"Brother Xiao?"

In the ears, there was the sound of Xiao Yan's even and long breathing.

She stared at Xiao Yan's slightly flushed handsome face after being drunk, and muttered to herself, "Brother Xiao, do you really... like Qiao Mo?"

Could it be... isn't she the person Brother Xiao likes?

Is being so special to her just because Brother Xiao feels guilty towards her brother?
Song Xiazhi slowly took off his clothes, squeezed into the man's firm embrace, put his lips to the man's ear, and whispered softly: "Brother Xiao, after tonight, we will be together forever, okay? Without Jomo, no one stands between us."

Night, dark.

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Early the next morning, the first ray of sunlight in the morning poured through the huge glass windows.

The halo shrouded a man and a woman on the big white bed.

Xiao Yan was hangover and had a headache.

He moved his arm, but was pinned down.

With a flash of black eyes, Song Xiazhi was lying beside him.

The woman in his arms seemed to have been awakened by a start. She opened her sleepy eyes and smiled sweetly when she saw her sweetheart.

"Brother Xiao, you're awake."

Xiao Yan's brows gradually frowned, and his brows looked serious as if they were about to drop ice water. After he realized it, he got up quickly and got dressed.

Song Xiazhi was a little disappointed, "Brother Xiao, don't you like me? But...if you don't like me, why did you treat me like that yesterday, last night?"

There was a hint of shyness on her fair little face.

Xiao Yan buckled up the belt neatly, stared at that small face with deep eyes and cold eyes, thin lips indifferently, and said bluntly, "I'm drunk, and I thought you were Qiao Mo."

Song Xiazhi was almost dumbfounded, she never expected that Xiao Yan would say such words so ruthlessly.

Even if it's the truth, it shouldn't... make her suffer such humiliation, should it?

With white teeth, he bit his lips tightly, "But no matter who Brother Xiao thinks I am, we last night, last night..."

Song Xiazhi was both ashamed and angry, and there was a grievance in his almond eyes.

The man's deep-cold black eyes fell on the white bed sheet, with a dazzling red.

The brow furrowed even deeper.

"If you want any compensation, just ask."

She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, she bit her lips and said, "I don't want any compensation, I just want Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Yan hooked his thin lips helplessly, "You deserve better."

So obvious perfunctory.

As the man's long legs approached the door, he suddenly remembered an important matter, tilted his head slightly, and said softly, "Remember to take the contraceptive pill."

Song Xiazhi, who was sitting on the big bed with the quilt in his arms, had red eyes and pinched his fingers into his palms.

birth control pills...

Why can Jomo conceive his child?Can't she?
Brother Xiao doesn't want her, right?What if she had his child?
With her and a child from the Xiao family, could it be that she is not as good as Qiao Mo? !
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Xiao Yan called Qiao Mo while walking out of the hotel.

Called twice, no answer.

The man was a little impetuous, opened the door, started the car, and drove towards the hospital.

……

When Xiao Yan arrived at the hospital, he went straight into the ward where Qiao Mo was. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a strange patient lying on the bed with several escorts beside him.

Xiao Yan asked, "Where is Qiao Mo who lives here?"

"He was discharged from the hospital this morning."

Damn!

She was so weak, she was discharged from the hospital after only three days of stay, is she tired of working? !

……

Subconsciously, racing all the way.

The car drove to Xiao's villa.

Xiao Yan strode into the house, and immediately asked the busy Mrs. Yan.

"Where's your wife?"

Aunt Yan was startled, "Isn't Madam in the hospital?"

Xiao Yan frowned, where did she hide?

At this time, with Qiao Mo's character, it is impossible to return to Qiao Sheng.

……

Call Jomo again, and the phone turns off.

The GPS location couldn't be found either, so Xiao Yan sent people to conduct a blanket search in Haicheng, but Haicheng is so big, it's impossible to search for people in two or three hours.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qian finally got some news.

"Boss, my wife may be in Haicheng Nursery."

What is she doing in the nursery?Still thinking about that lost child?
As long as he thought that the child might belong to Rong Chengmo, Xiao Yan could hardly feel comfortable.

"Go to the nursery."

"it is good."

The Maybach drove in the direction of the nursery.

……

Jomo was sitting in the large yard of the nursery school, watching the children play.

As a person, she has never had any big ambitions. Her dream is very simple, that is, to have a family, a husband who loves her, a lovely child, and a little more, a puppy who is sometimes obedient and sometimes mischievous.

However, it is impossible now, and it will never be possible again.

The brighter the ring on the ring finger, the more ridiculous she is now.

……

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar tall and straight male figure walked towards this side.

Jun's face was dark, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

Heh, no matter where she is, he will follow her like this, won't he?
How come she didn't realize from the beginning that she had lost all her freedom?
And as soon as this man approached, Qiao Mo smelled a smell of wine and a... faint scent of a woman's body.

Jomo knew who that woman's body fragrance belonged to.

Standing in front of her, Xiao Yan was helpless. He was so angry that he almost threw the whole Haicheng upside down, but when he got to his lips, the words turned into: "Leave the hospital without authorization, turn off your phone, Qiao Mo, you are now a patient. "

She kept looking at the children, without giving him any charity, "These have nothing to do with you."

"Why doesn't it matter? As long as you and I are still on a marriage certificate, it's okay!"

Qiao Mo smiled coldly, looked away, and fell on his handsome face, "We will be on the same divorce certificate soon."

Xiao Yan frowned, his heart had never been as chaotic as it is now, and what was even more unbelievable was that he was still a little nervous and afraid.

"You want to divorce me because you are jealous with Song Xiazhi, isn't it?"

Jomo was going crazy, staring at his black eyes.

After a long while, I finally said, "Why do you still think I'm just jealous? Xiao Yan, you have already discarded me. Since you have already discarded things, you don't need to pick them up again!"

"I didn't abandon you!"

"The moment you cut the blue line, you have clearly told me that you chose... Song Xiazhi, not me."

Qiao Mo got up and was about to leave, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to grab her slender wrist, "I told you, I won't really detonate it!"

"Your so-called confidence is still based on the sacrifice of me and the child, to preserve Song Xiazhi. I know, Song Xiazhi is your heart and soul, now I let go and fulfill you, okay?"

Jomo took off the ring from his ring finger and stuffed it into his palm.

"When are you going to make trouble?"

Qiao Mo's face was cold, "If you refuse to divorce, then let's meet in court!"

But her wrist was held tightly by him, unable to move.

While struggling, the small hard ring in the palm of his hand fell to the ground and rolled into the sewer with an "excuse me".

"Now, are you satisfied?"

The man asked in a deep tone in her ear.

Qiao Mo bit his lip, "This means that we have indeed reached the time for a divorce. There is no fate or relationship. So Xiao Yan, I don't want to bring the matter to court. It will make everyone feel bad."

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean, this marriage is divorced without my permission?"

"Of course I have a way to make you have to divorce."

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously, "Are you more capable?"

Before Qiao Mo could speak the next words, he was suddenly carried on the shoulders of the man.

The whole person was thrown on his shoulders.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

"Don't you like children? Then go home and make children!"

Qiao Mo thumped, "Let me go! Who wants to make a child with you?! Xiao Yan! I warn you..."

"Does that mean you don't like it? It's okay." The man said solemnly with a gloomy face, "I'll make it until you like it—"

"..."

madman!Change too!asshole!

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Qiao Mo was taken back to Xinyuan Villa by Xiao Yan.More precisely, house arrest again.

Qiao Mo, who was carried on Xiao Yan's shoulders, beat and kicked Xiao Yan, hated him for being so domineering and disregarding her feelings, and even opened his mouth to bite him hard on the neck.

The man didn't feel the pain, but Yingmei frowned slightly, and patted her buttocks with his big hand, and said in an almost pampering tone: "If you think this can make you vent your hatred, then do it more." Take a few bites."

Jomo opened his small mouth again, and bit down on the part of the man's neck where there were teeth marks.

As the jaw gradually closed, tears slowly fell from the corners of the eyes.

Xiao Yan was even more shocked, feeling a hot liquid on his neck, and his heart trembled.

Since Qiao Mo lost his child, he has never shed tears in front of him.

But now, the neck did not feel the pain as imagined, only the tears.

"Why, are you reluctant to bite down?"

That piece of skin was already lavender, and there was a row of thin teeth marks.

Qiao Mo turned his face away, and said word by word: "If you put me under house arrest now, you will have another piece of evidence in court."

Xiao Yan threw her on the big bed, looked down at her condescendingly, loosened the tie gracefully with his slender fingers, and sneered with his thin lips: "To be honest, I really want to know that you are going to divorce me, so the so-called What is the solution?"

"What you have done yourself, you know best, don't you?"

If a husband's house arrest of his wife is not enough to dissolve a marriage, what about marital infidelity?

Xiao Yan leaned over and pinched her chin with his long fingers: "Xiao Mo, tell me."

Will they change from husband and wife to most familiar strangers?Then stand in a cold court and file a divorce lawsuit?

Oh, Xiao Yan never thought about this.

And won't... let this happen.

Qiao Mo stared at his dark eyes with scarlet eyes, bit his lips and said, "The behavior of you and Song Xiazhi is derailment in marriage. I don't believe that the judge will not help me get a divorce."

This is a society ruled by law, isn't it?
Even if this man turned his hands into clouds and rain, so what, the law and public opinion will eventually be on the right side.

"Infidelity in marriage?" The man seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "So, you want to use this to divorce me? Let's not talk about whether you have evidence. Jomo, don't forget—"

His handsome face suddenly moved closer, and he pursed his thin lips and said every word, like hell Shura: "Since both of us have cheated on each other in marriage, then tell me, will the judge think that it is just right for us to die together?"

Qiao Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at his bottomless pupils in despair.

She has never done such shameless things...

(End of this chapter)

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