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

Chapter 89
Hospital, in the corridor.

Xiao Yan held his head and sat on the rest chair in pain.

When Mu Jingyu arrived, Xiao Yan lowered his face, unable to see clearly what emotion he was sinking into the half-light.

Mu Jingyu patted him on the shoulder, "A Yan, cheer up. The future is still very long, I believe you and Qiao Mo will not live like this forever."

Xiao Yan's shoulders trembled.

The doctor came out of the nursing room and asked, "Which of you is the family member of the patient?"

Xiao Yan trembled all over, paused for about a second, then stood up quickly, "I am."

The doctor glanced at the medical records, looked at the man's bloodshot black eyes, and shook his head: "Who are you to the patient?"

"I am her husband."

"Since I'm a husband, why don't I know that my wife is pregnant now, and it's only been a month, so I don't know that I can't have intercourse? The patient himself is extremely weak. Fortunately, this time there was no danger and the child was saved. However, If you don’t know how to cherish it like this again, it will be too late.”

child……

a month...

Xiao Yan didn't feel any excitement or joy, but took a virtual step back, and fell heavily on the seat in the corridor.

Mu Jingyu frowned, also aware that something was wrong, and asked the doctor: "Are you sure, the patient is pregnant for one month?"

"Yeah, for a whole four weeks, there's nothing wrong with that."

The timing... too coincidental.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Unless, that child really belongs to Rong Chengmo...

Qiao Mo passed out, and Xiao Yan stayed by her side.

In the man's eyes, he could not see any excitement of being a father.

This child is not his, absolutely, not.

Jomo slept for a long, long time, and when she woke up, she was surrounded by glaring walls.

And the pain in the abdomen still lingers in my heart, intermittently, lingering.

Her hand, subconsciously stroking her abdomen, was frightened for a moment.

Turning around, he saw a man with cold eyes.

"Xiao Yan..."

The man looked at her and said lightly, "You're pregnant."

The man stared straight at Qiao Mo's pale face with sharp eyes. Under her watery eyes, because she learned the word "pregnant", she was shocked at first, then slightly happy, but finally her pupils gradually lost their luster. , become dimmed.

She sat slumped on the hospital bed, subconsciously touching her abdomen with her little hand.

But no matter how the emotions in her eyes changed, Xiao Yan only saw the look of joy in her eyes. She was so happy when she was pregnant with Rong Chengmo's child, right?

Xiao Yan stood up, standing tall and tall, and a heavy shadow was cast over her. He slowly put his right hand into the pocket of his suit trousers, where there was always a diamond ring. He stretched out his hand and put the Holding a diamond wedding ring tightly in the palm of her hand, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and she said slowly and indifferently: "This child, I can't have it."

Qiao Mo was taken aback suddenly, she had already planned the ending in her heart, but when Xiao Yan said these words, she was still uncontrollably stiff, numb and cold.

She bit the corner of her lips, looked up her pale and haggard face, and said anxiously: "What if... this is your Xiao Yan's child? You... still choose not to?"

The man's face was so determined, so determined that it reached a mean point, "This can't be my child."

All her hopes were wiped out in his negation.

Qiao Mo sat on the hospital bed blankly, with a weird smile on her lips, she even laughed out loud, "You believe that Song Xiazhi is pregnant with your child, but you don't believe that I am pregnant with your child. "

With bloodshot eyes, Qiao Mo stared closely at this tall and tall man, she curled her lips, "Even if you don't believe this is your child, then this is my own child, whether you want it depends I have nothing to do with you."

Her voice was light and light without any weight, but Xiao Yan could hear sonorous and firmness from her voice.

"Jomer, you don't have any right to make decisions."

"This child is in my stomach, he is mine, no one has the right to take him away!"

Xiao Yan's long and narrow black eyes narrowed, revealing a bit of danger, "Then try."

The man turned and left the ward. Jomo sat on the bed, hugged his knees tightly, and mourned silently.

Her mind was in a mess, and she was trying her best to recall the scene of being caught and fucked in bed a month ago.

wrong.

She fainted after being given an injection on the boat, and then was taken to the Hilton Hotel, where she lay with Rong Chengmo.

If she wasn't conscious, what about Rong Chengmo?

It's impossible for him to be unconscious, and it's not such a coincidence that the other party just happens to be the person Xiao Yan hates the most.

So, who are the masterminds behind this incident?

She was unconscious at the time, although there was a possibility of being raped, but...

Why is it always a little weird?
Jomo's headache was about to burst, she reached out and hugged her head.

She is 80.00% sure that the child in her belly belongs to Xiao Yan.

Even if she didn't have any evidence, for some reason, she just had this premonition.

All Song Xiazhi did was to snatch Xiao Yan away. She already had nothing and lost everything. It didn't matter to her whether she had Xiao Yan or not, but she just wanted to keep the child in her belly...

After Xiao Yan left the ward, he didn't go far. He just sat on the lounge chair in the corridor, leaning against the wall, and let out a heavy breath.

tired.

Tired like never before.

"Jing Yu, have you ever met a woman and thought she was suitable for you at first glance? Even if you didn't feel that you loved her at first."

Su Jingyu laughed, "So, you fell in love with Qiao Mo at first sight?"

Xiao Yan's eyebrows were startled suddenly, and his eyes paused.

love at first sight?
Xiao Yan originally had a dark and handsome face, but after frowning for a few seconds, he suddenly relaxed a little, and he even touched the corners of his lips a few times subconsciously.

With a bit of wry smile and helplessness, that and that smile is full of powerlessness and emaciation.

Su Jingyu has never seen Xiao Yan showing such an unknown side. This man is authoritarian, strong, and sometimes unreasonable. A man, in front of the so-called love, is ignorant like a child.

"A Yan, I bet you will regret it in the future."

Su Jingyu looked at Xiao Yan's black eyes fixedly, and said word by word.

Xiao Yan didn't care, "The most important thing now is to get rid of the child in Qiao Mo's stomach. As long as there is no such child, there is still a possibility between me and Qiao Mo."

Su Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh at him for being stupid, or for his low EQ, "If you really put Qiao Mo on the operating table and abort this child, there will be no possibility between you and Qiao Mo. A Yan, in fact, it's about feelings. You can't see with your eyes, but with your heart, if you believe in Jomo, leave this child behind."

Love is often a fan of the authorities. Seeing Xiao Yan's tightly frowning expression, Su Jingyu knew that he was "playing the piano to the cow" and sighed deeply, "I know you only believe in material concepts and what you see in front of you, but Love itself is idealistic, it is illusory, Ayan, why don't you give yourself a chance?"

Xiao Yan's right hand was kept in his trouser pocket all the time, and he never left it. After a while, he said calmly, "I just want to keep Qiao Mo, I don't want this child."

The man was stubborn and turned around indifferently.

Su Jingyu said in a straight line: "Then have you ever thought about what if that child is yours?"

Xiao Yan's tall and straight figure stopped, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, "If that child is not mine, then Qiao Mo's birth of him will only bring endless torture. Besides, I don't like children, I just want Jomo."

Su Jingyu raised his forehead, "But Qiao Mo wants a child. Qiao Mo is a living person. She has thoughts and her own discernment. You will only push Qiao Mo further and further..."

Xiao Yan no longer intends to listen to Su Jingyu's "nonsense", raised his long legs, and went directly into the ward.

In the ward, the nurse was hanging water for Jomo.

Jomo panicked subconsciously, "What is this? I won't hang up!"

Xiao Yan didn't want a child, so he must have joined the hospital to put her on some abortion medicine.

"Mrs. Xiao, this is placebo-preserving hormone. You are too weak to keep the child. Believe me, it won't hurt the child."

Qiao Mo was on the verge of collapse, hugging his knees, crying softly, helplessness, fear... a little bit invaded his heart.

"You guys must be trying to lie to me... Please..."

Xiao Yan stood at the door of the ward, just watching with cold eyes.

In her heart, is he that bad?
The patient refused to hang up, so the nurse had no choice but to turn around helplessly with the medicine bottle to seek help from the doctor. As soon as she turned around, she saw a tall and handsome man standing by the door.

"Mr. Xiao...?"

Xiao Yan ordered with a blank expression: "Madam doesn't want to hang up, so take it away."

These placebo-preserving agents are administered for nothing, and the children have to leave.

Qiao Mo raised his head in panic and stared at him blankly.

Xiao Yan approached step by step and sat beside her, with warm and dry big hands, with a bit of warmth, he hooked the strands of long hair that had slipped from her ears behind her ears, with soft and gentle eyes, "I am in your heart , Is it that bad? Do you think I will deliberately lie to you and make you have a miscarriage?"

Even if he didn't want this child, he wouldn't lie to her like this.

Qiao Mo bent his pale lips, and looked into his eyes with watery eyes, "Yeah, you don't even bother to lie to me, you will drag me directly to the operating table. This is your style of doing things, how can I forget?"

"Xiaomo..."

"Xiao Yan, let's get a divorce. The child has nothing to do with you. I won't ask for any alimony, but...you give me this child and don't hurt him again. We will never have any relationship in the future. I promise , I will not come to blackmail you."

The man caressed her big hands on the sideburns, paused slightly, "Xiao Mo, if I don't want you, I won't keep you now, and after doing so many things that make me angry, you are still in front of me, I tolerate You have done one thing after another that I cannot tolerate, because of what, you know."

For a moment, Qiao Mo felt that apart from his indifference, there was still a trace of tenderness and kindness in this man, but she knew too well that she would be hurt so many times because of that momentary illusion.

Qiao Mo gave a faint wry smile, "Why? Love me? Xiao Yan, you said you would never love anyone, and the fact proves...you really will never fall in love with anyone. You believe it, you will always be yourself That's all."

Xiao Yan frowned deeply, and he stared at Qiao Mo as if puzzled: "So, you would rather have this child than me?"

(End of this chapter)