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

Chapter 82
After the Maybach arrived at Xinyuan, Qiao Mo was directly carried on Xiao Yan's shoulders and thrown onto the big bed in the bedroom.

Xiao Yan looked at her condescendingly, with no emotion in his eyes, and coldly ordered the doctor: "Let's start the examination, the wife suffers from a serious mental disorder, you shouldn't fail to find out."

The doctor was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, the meaning of Xiao Yan's words couldn't be more obvious.

Even if you are not sick, you must see that you are sick.

Jomer screamed and called him "crazy"!
"I'm not sick! I'm not sick! Go away! Don't touch me!"

Seeing that Qiao Mo was agitated and didn't know what to do, the doctor was slightly stunned.

Xiao Yan stood with his back to Qiao Mo, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said lightly, "Take a tranquilizer."

The doctor was taken aback. Although he knew that Qiao Mo had no illness, he still aimed the needle of the tranquilizer at Qiao Mo's blood vessel due to the pressure and injected it.

……

An hour later, a beautiful and perfect "forged book" was born under the doctor's skillful hands.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, flipped through two pages of medical records, nodded his chin, his eyes still stayed on the medical records and did not move away.

His tone of speech was very light, without any threatening tone, nor any strong tone.

"As a doctor, you are very qualified, and you will definitely be very good in the medical field in the future. Dr. Yao is a smart man, isn't he?"

When Xiao Yan asked the last two words, he even raised his eyes and glanced at Dr. Yao with a slight smile.

Dr. Yao was obviously too frightened, his face turned pale, and his voice was trembling, "...Yes, yes."

"I think that in the future, Dr. Yao will be able to shine in the medical field without any effort."

Doctor Yao has been afraid to show his anger, while Xiao Yan is very relaxed.

He reached out and patted the white coat on Dr. Yao's shoulder, smoothing out some wrinkles, "Go."

Dr. Yao seemed to have received an amnesty, and left in a panic carrying the medical kit.

……

Jomo in the bedroom, because of the sedative injection, has fallen asleep quietly, lying on the big bed, very well-behaved.

Xiao Yan stood outside the door, looking at the person on the bed through the crack of the door and the light.

Jomo is so obedient.

It hurts to be so good to him.

If she wanted to leave and divorce him, the only way for him was to break her wings and force her to stay by his side.

Xiao Yan didn't want to go to this step anymore, so he went to this step and personally...destroyed her.

……

Xiao Yan put her under house arrest in Xinyuan with only one purpose, which was to get her pregnant.

The result of Jomo's resistance to him is nothing more than his deeper possession.

Mrs. Lan prepared a sumptuous breakfast, but Qiao Mo had no appetite.

Xiao Yan came down from upstairs and saw Qiao Mo sitting in a daze in the living room, a little sullen.

"Sister-in-law Lan, it seems that the breakfast you made doesn't suit your wife's taste?"

The man's calm anger oppressed Jomo invisibly.

Qiao Mo pouted his neck and reasoned with him: "You are angry with me, you are angry with me, why blame the innocent people?"

Xiao Yan ignored her, and directly gave orders to Aunt Lan: "Remove these, since my wife doesn't want to eat, then you don't have to eat anything from now on!"

When Mrs. Lan heard this, she froze in shock, and hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Madam, sir is also thinking about your health, so hurry up and eat a couple of bites!"

Qiao Mo's character is also stubborn, "If you don't eat, you don't eat!"

"Sister Lan!" Xiao Yan raised his voice, obviously very annoyed.

Mrs. Lan was shocked, so she had no choice but to cancel the breakfast immediately.

Xiao Yan didn't eat breakfast either, and went straight to work in the company, feeling full.

And Qiao Mo, three meals a day, did not eat a grain of rice.

……

At night, I was really hungry.

Sister Lan originally wanted to make something for Qiao Mo while her husband was not at home.

But Qiao Mo is also stubborn, if he says he won't eat it, he won't eat it.

"Hey... madam, why are you doing this? Confronting your husband, how can you ever get something good?"

Jomo has always been angry in his heart. Ever since he really put her under house arrest in this small world, Jomo really couldn't let go of his complaints and hatred for him.

"It's wrong for Xiao Yan to do this. I have no reason to bow to him."

Sister Lan sighed and persuaded her: "But Mr.'s words are like military orders, no one can disobey them."

Qiao Mo shook his head, hugged his knees, sat by the window, and still didn't eat a bite: "Sister-in-law Lan, take all the food away. Xiao Yan is about to leave work. If he sees you, he will punish you."

There is no need to implicate others in the conflict between her and Xiao Yan.

Mrs. Lan looked at the time, and it was true that the husband was going home soon.

……

Jomo was sitting by the window, and she didn't look back until the black Spyker, which looked like a cheetah, appeared in the empty field of vision.

……

Xiao Yan came in from the yard, and Mrs. Lan was bringing the food upstairs.

Seeing Xiao Yan, Sister Lan seemed to have committed a great sin, she hesitated and called him: "Sir..."

Xiao Yan didn't blame her for cooking for Qiao Mo without permission, but just snorted coldly.

It wasn't until Mrs. Lan went to the kitchen with the food that Xiao Yan couldn't help asking: "Since morning till now, Madam hasn't eaten anything?"

When the husband asked this question, Mrs. Lan immediately replied: "Yes, I even persuaded the wife to let her eat something, but she didn't eat it."

Now, do you mean to use your own body to deliberately confront him?
"Okay, I understand, you go down first."

Mrs. Lan had no choice but to retreat from the kitchen.

I don't know what to do, sir.

……

In the bedroom upstairs, Jomo was surprised to smell the aroma of cooking.

Stomach, growling uncontrollably.

Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Yan came up from downstairs with a dinner plate.

The aroma of the food made Qiao Mo bite his lip.

Xiao Yan sat gracefully on the sofa in the bedroom, eating the exquisite dinner.

Jomo couldn't help but glanced at it.

This man did it on purpose, right?

Jomo covered his ears and buried his face in his knees.

Xiao Yan held back a smile and asked, "You really don't plan to come over to eat?"

Jomo continued to be stubborn: "When are you going to let me out?"

Xiao Yan paused when he was eating, put down the tableware, crossed his long legs, and looked intently at Qiao Mo in front of the window.

"Whenever you figured out not to divorce me, I'll let you out."

"Then what if... I can't figure it out for the rest of my life?"

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "Then stay here forever."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with being here all your life, isn't it?
In her world, he was the only one, and no one disturbed them.

Xiao Yan like this is very paranoid, like a paranoid.

Qiao Mo suddenly remembered that Xiao Ruqing once told her that Xiao Yan had bipolar disorder, and after being stimulated, his behavior would become very extreme.

I don't know if Xiao Yan at this time is affected by the disease.

Jomo raised his face from his knees and turned to look at him, "Okay, I've figured it out now, can you let me out?"

Xiao Yan sneered, "Qiao Mo, do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, "But it's against the law for you to detain me like this. Are you afraid that one day I have a chance to escape and will really take you to court? If so, then you will be finished."

As a public figure, public opinion alone can crush him to death.

Xiao Yan has always appeared in the eyes of the public with a glorious image. If the world knew that he would put his wife under house arrest, what would they think of him?

It can be said that his fame in the first life was destroyed in one day.

Xiao Yan got up suddenly, stretched his long legs, and walked towards her.

Jomo shrank back subconsciously.

The man's tall and slender body fell down, and a black shadow enveloped her. The man stared at her with dark eyes, confident to the point of arrogance, "Jomo, you love me, so you won't, let alone willing."

Jomo would not be willing to destroy him.

Qiao Mo clenched his palms tightly, "Since you know that I treat you so well, won't you feel uneasy about keeping me under house arrest?"

"If I let you go like this, I will be uneasy."

Qiao Mo pushed his chest away angrily, and jumped off the window sill, but unexpectedly, he sprained his ankle.

His body was dragged by a big hand, and he fell heavily into the arms of the man.

The momentary stupor and limb stiffness lasted for three seconds. Qiao Mo bit his lip and gently pushed his arms away. His face was slightly red, and he moved his face away awkwardly.

Xiao Yan's eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't remember what happened just now, and his voice was still calm, "Let's go eat."

"Oh."

Qiao Mo lowered his face, and subconsciously responded obediently.

Limping, walking to the edge of the sofa step by step.

Unexpectedly, with a light body, someone directly lifted him into the air and hugged him horizontally.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Xiao Yan's indifferent gaze only stayed on her small face for half a second, "It's so obvious that I'm hugging you.

Jomo: "..."

My heart, which was originally stagnant, unexpectedly moved quietly.

Until Xiao Yan put Qiao Mo on the sofa, pushed the big plate with one dinner left in front of her in front of her, raised his deep eyebrows, and only said one word with his thin lips: "Eat."

Jomo looked at the big dinner plate, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Obviously I made two dinners, why do I have to put them on the same dinner plate.

And, why... just one set of cutlery?

He has already used this tableware, should she continue to use it?Even if she doesn't care, isn't he a clean freak?Can you bear it?

Jomo froze there, not moving.

Xiao Yan snorted softly, and planned to move the plate over with his long fingers, "If you don't want to eat it, I will throw it away."

Jomo snatched the plate back at once, "I'll eat it, who told you I won't eat it."

She was too hungry, and she couldn't tolerate so many demands and doubts.

However, when she ate dinner with the tableware that Xiao Yan had used, she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

What's more, at this moment, this man is still staring at her to eat.

But I have to say that the dinner tasted really good, and I don't know if it was because she was too hungry to choose what to eat, or because the person who cooked the dinner was really good at cooking.

Seeing that her food was delicious, Xiao Yan lowered his face slightly, approached her, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it tastes good."

While eating, he subconsciously answered such a sentence.

But as soon as he finished answering, Qiao Mo realized that something was wrong. When he turned his face, he saw that stern handsome face was very close to her. His slightly hot breath almost sprayed on her skin and penetrated into the pores .

Jomo moved back.

Embarrassed, he asked, "Did you do this?"

Xiao Yan didn't deny it, and after taking a deep look at her, he sat back down again.

Jomo smiled wryly, what's the point of treating her so well after breaking up?
"Xiao Yan, I hope you can understand the fact that our relationship has been broken, and no matter how we repair it, it is impossible to start over..."

The man's body suddenly turned around, covering her.

"Then tell me, why did you blush just now, and why did you hug my neck and take the initiative to have sex with me that night? Jomo, you want to be with me too, don't you?"

His aggressive tone pulled Qiao Mo into a dilemma. Looking at each other, Qiao Mo found that she couldn't give any answer.

(End of this chapter)