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

Chapter 87
The door of the presidential suite opened with a "click" as the room card approached.

On the big bed, the two people under the thin quilt were sleeping deeply.

The scene in front of him hurt Xiao Yan's heart.

The man couldn't help being furious, and bit out two words between his teeth: "Joe, Mo!"

Standing behind Xiao Yan, Zhao Qian was sweating profusely on his forehead.

The person on the bed frowned in his sleep because of the angry roar, and woke up sleepily.

Qiao Mo opened his eyes and looked at all this in disbelief.

how come……?
How could she lie beside Rong Chengmo?
No.

It's just an illusion.

She was obviously on the boat, and she was obviously going to leave Haicheng.

Rong Chengmo looked apologetic, and looked at Xiao Yan: "Sorry, I'm drunk."

The smile on Xiao Yan's thin lips was cold, cold to the bone, and a gun was pressed against Rong Chengmo's temple, "I ask you, have you ever touched her?"

Rong Chengmo was taken aback, apparently he didn't expect Xiao Yan to pull out a gun because of Qiao Mo, and even pointed the gun at his head.

"Ayan, calm down, what happened, it happened."

A piercing gunshot sounded in the presidential suite.

It was Rong Chengmo's left leg that was hit.

Rong Chengmo's left leg fell to his knees, blood trickling from his thigh.

Jomo scratched his hair, almost...going crazy.

No, none of this is true.

Xiao Yan squeezed Qiao Mo's chin, and asked each word coldly: "You voluntarily?!"

Qiao Mo shook his head in a panic, holding Xiao Yan's arm tightly with both hands, "No...I didn't..."

She is not voluntary.

Never, voluntarily.

"Is that forced?"

The pressing question almost made Jomo collapse.

"I...I don't know..."

All this happened so suddenly that people couldn't believe that all of this was real.

The hallucinations in front of her seemed to be shattered one by one, followed by only Xiao Yan's hurt and angry eyes.

The gun was pressed against her left shoulder coldly, and the veins on the man's temple throbbed.

"I'll ask you again, after all... is it voluntary? Okay, okay, answer!"

Qiao Mo was going crazy, holding his head and screaming suddenly: "Ah!"

She is not, not voluntarily!
"I didn't volunteer...!"

Xiao Yan's gun was aimed at Rong Chengmo who was kneeling on one knee.

Frightened, Qiao Mo hugged Xiao Yan's arm, "You can't..."

Extremely angry.

"Let go, hand."

Qiao Mo didn't let go, but cried loudly: "You will go to jail if you kill him! Xiao Yan, calm down!"

Zhao Qian also stepped forward to stop him, "Boss, calm down first. Listen to my wife's explanation..."

Xiao Yan pushed Qiao Mo away and said sharply, "Explain? What explanation do you need?"

No need, explain.

In the future, this kind of thing will no longer be needed.

He only believed in what he saw.

Qiao Mo's crying shoulders trembled, and he covered his face with his hands, but his thoughts were slowly awakened.

No, it's all a conspiracy.

It was Song Xiazhi's... conspiracy.

She cried and hugged Xiao Yan's arm, and said out of control: "Listen to my explanation...it's all a conspiracy...it's Song..."

"Song what! You have to tell me again, is this Song Xiazhi's conspiracy?"

Qiao Mo's body froze completely after being yelled at by Xiao Yan. He opened his lips and stared blankly at him.

His harsh and harsh words hit his chest directly!

"Before you slandered Song Xiazhi, if you were clean and innocent, maybe you still have that qualification. Now, you don't."

He, no longer trust her, never again.

……

A coat wrapped around her sore body.

A pair of arms supported all her emotions.

After getting into the Spyker, Jomo was trembling all over.

The marks on her arm looked so obtrusive and dirty.

Whether it was Song Xiazhi's conspiracy or not, there was only one fact that hurt her nerves.

She and Rong Chengmo did it.

Xiao Yan grabbed her by the back of the neck, almost wanting to crush her, "Qiao Mo, you have exhausted all my patience!"

"Sorry……"

The voice trembled, as if standing on the edge of a cliff, and might fall into the abyss at any moment.

"I'm sorry? When you were with Rong Chengmo, who were you thinking about?"

Qiao Mo's tears fell on the back of his hand one by one, his pale lips that had faded from the blood were red, swollen and bleeding from her bite, "Xiao... Yan..."

hand, subconsciously wanting to grab his sleeve.

But he swung it away.

"enough!"

Jomo was like a frightened bird, so he had to be cautious and retract his arm tremblingly.

Along the way, the atmosphere was silent and awkward, and pain rose in the air.

Her fingers have been rubbing the dots on the arm.

How... so dirty?

Until the skin was worn away, only Xiao Yan sneered.

"Even if you scald all the places he touched with boiling water, it still won't change the fact!"

Jomo's fingers, which were moving slightly on the clothes, no longer had the strength to rub them.

The coolness rises from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and it feels like there is a piece of ice in every cell, so cold.

……

Back in Xinyuan, when she got off the car, her legs were slightly bent, but in Xiao Yan's eyes, it had another meaning.

His mocking sarcasm: "How many times have you done this morning? So that you have trouble walking?"

Qiao Mo wanted to say "no", but when the rebuttal words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything. He just opened his lips and swallowed the words silently.

She didn't, she just didn't feel well, she was dizzy, and she didn't have any strength in her body.

However, this is definitely not the feeling after the Rift Valley is overdone.

Yes, she remembered, she was given an injection by a stranger after she boarded the ship.

she remembers.

But Xiao Yan at this time would not listen to any explanation from her at all.

Qiao Mo followed Xiao Yan step by step, and after entering the house, Qiao Mo's untidy chaos along the way to the point of collapse broke down again.

Song Xia sat in the home that belonged to her and Xiao Yan in a stately manner.

Seeing Xiao Yan coming in, Song Xiazhi ran over with a coquettish smile, and took Xiao Yan's arm intimately.

"Brother Xiao, you're back."

Qiao Mo stood behind Xiao Yan, looking at them coldly like an outsider.

Qiao Mo's gaze fell on Song Xiazhi's hand wrapped around Xiao Yan's arm, but Xiao Yan did not choose to push it away as usual.

Instead, it acquiesced.

Song Xiazhi seemed to be belatedly aware, and only then did she discover Qiao Mo behind Xiao Yan. She had an innocent face: "Sister Qiao, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

I don't know where the courage came from, maybe it was driven to the lowest point of life, or even... the place where Qiao Mo is now may be hell.

She stared at Song Xiazhi with red eyes, and said word by word: "Thank you, so, thanks!"

At that moment, Song Xiazhi was really scared, Qiao Mo's eyes were horrifying.

"Sister Qiao, you, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Qiao Mo snorted coldly, and the two hands under the clothes clenched into two fists. She wished she could slap Song Xiazhi a few times right now.

Xiao Yan finally pushed Song Xiazhi's arm away, and said to Song Xiazhi in a flat tone: "You go back first."

Song Xiazhi was somewhat unwilling, "Brother Xiao, I still want to..."

"I still have something to do, I will find you when I am free."

Xiao Yan issued the final order to chase away guests, Song Xiazhi didn't dare to disobey any more, and refused to leave. However, she originally wanted to see Qiao Mo's good show, but now she ran away.

However, it was enough to see Qiao Mo's downcast state now.

Looking up her pretty little face, she turned and left proudly. When she reached the door, Song Xiazhi smiled gently, stroked her flat stomach with her small hand, and said to Xiao Yan: "Brother Xiao, my child and I will miss you. your."

All of Jomo's disguises and disguises were completely disintegrated at that moment.

Her body shook violently.

……

Xiao Yan dragged her into the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Now, let me explain to you!"

Qiao Mo was thrown on the bed, clutching the sheets tightly, tears streaming down his dry eyes, just staring at Xiao Yan, "Why don't you think about why I'm with Rong Chengmo?"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and fought back: "It's not the first time I've discovered you and Rong Chengmo together! Qiao, Mo!"

Obviously both eyes have cried to the point that they don't have any strength to secrete tears, but what is it that is moist in the bottom of the eyes at this moment?
Soreness and pain are infinitely magnified in the throat.

"I've never had anything to do with Rong Chengmo! Don't frame me again!"

Crying has become the most helpless way.

Xiao Yan pinched her chin, and asked coldly: "What about this time? Or nothing happened? You just took off your clothes and lay down together to sleep?"

His question made Qiao Mo choke hard.

She really... doesn't know.

This time, she wasn't sure if Rong Chengmo had touched her.

She just shook her head helplessly, unable to give Xiao Yan any answer.

"Hmph," Xiao Yan dropped her chin and looked down at her, "Even if people made irresponsible remarks in front of me before, I would spoil you. But Qiao Mo, from now on, you are completely Completely lost the qualification."

Jomo was almost prostrate on the bed, she was crying silently, every cell was crying out for pain.

……

The sound of water in the bathroom, rushing.

The entire bathroom was about to be flooded.

Jomo's whole body was soaked and sank under the bathtub.

Breathing, gradually weakened.

pain……

it hurts……

She didn't want the pain to continue like this, and it only took a few seconds, as if she was about to be relieved.

very nice.

……

Xiao Yan left early in the morning, and Mrs. Lan downstairs immediately climbed upstairs when she heard something strange.

There was no one in the bedroom, there was a dim light coming from the bathroom door, and there was no water coming out from under the door.

The bathroom door was locked.

Sister Lan was shocked and banged on the bathroom door hard.

"Madam, don't do anything stupid! Madam!"

No, I have to call my husband now, I must call now!
"Sir, madam locked herself in the bathroom! Madame doesn't know what she's doing..."

……

Five minutes later, Xiao Yan hurried back to Xinyuan with strides.

Suddenly knocked the door open.

The water in the bathtub has already overflowed, and the shower has been spraying water.

Qiao Mo, who sank under the bathtub, remained motionless, as if he was really dead.

For a second, Xiao Yan froze at the door, frightened.

At the moment when his reason and thinking came to his senses, Xiao Yan strode forward and fished out the motionless person submerged in the water.

Xiao Yan patted Qiao Mo on the cheek, "Qiao Mo! Wake up! Qiao Mo!"

But Qiao Mo didn't move, his body was covered in cold water.

Her body is like a piece of winter ice.

Xiao Yanheng carried Qiao Mo out of the bathroom, and yelled uncontrollably at Mrs. Lan at the door: "Go and call the doctor!"

Xiao Yan kept pressing on her chest, but she couldn't spit out the few saliva that choked on her chest.

"Jomer, spit it out! I warn you, don't die! Don't die! Do you hear me?!"

Without his permission, she couldn't... die!

He's fast, crazy.

Nothing is more important than the fact that she is alive and well.

"Jomo, wake me up!"

Qiao Mo in the dream felt very tired. She walked for a long time and finally couldn't walk anymore.

She got lost in the forest, and in the vast jungle, there was a familiar voice that kept calling her.

"Jomo! Jomo..."

Who is it?

Xiao Yan kept pressing the water in her chest, Qiao Mo seemed to have no sense of survival, and refused to open his mouth to spit out the saliva.

Beads of sweat stood on his anxious forehead, and he threatened her fiercely: "If you dare to die, believe it or not, I won't make your dad feel better?!"

I don't know if the comatose person heard it, opened his mouth, slammed it, and spit out all the water.

"Cough...cough..."

(End of this chapter)