Report to Mommy, Daddy is going to cheat marriage!

Chapter 492 Let's Go for a Paternity Test

"You know me?" Bai Meijia changed her mind, and looked carefully at Wu Qiang through the light, to make sure that she didn't know him, took another breath, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Is there anyone in G City who doesn't know you now?" Wu Qiang sneered maliciously, looked Bai Meijia up and down twice with his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, "But you are better than the people in the newspapers. nice."

The words of praise spewed out from the mouth of the man in front of him who seemed to be sloppy. Instead of feeling that she was being praised, Bai Meijia felt an unspeakable shame in her heart.

"Let me go!" The two talked, but Wu Qiang never let go of Bai Meijia's hand. When Bai Meijia found out, he finally broke free and gave Wu Qiang an angry look, "I don't know you, goodbye. !"

Looking for a bar to drink a drink can also meet all kinds of strange things, Bai Meijia turned around, called the bartender over, and ordered another glass of wine.

Wu Qiang didn't care about the sharp thorns on the woman's body, and sat down next to Bai Meijia, and ordered the same wine when the bartender brought it over, and after getting it, he happily touched the corner of his lips to Bai Meijia , with a disgusted grin on the corner of his mouth: "I bought this wine tonight, just order whatever you want, don't be polite to me, brother."

Bai Meijia secretly thought about her wallet. Although the man next to her seemed quite annoying, she had always been a good drinker, so she would not be at a disadvantage when she thought about it. She fell silent and nodded: "It's a deal!"

At worst, the man would have to leave after getting drunk.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Wu Qiang smiled triumphantly.

No matter what kind of woman it is, there is still one left in his hands.

Thinking of the scene of the woman in front of him crying and begging for mercy, Wu Qiang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and beckoned the waiter to serve a bottle of strong.
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At night, the weather was fine during the day, but for some reason it suddenly started to rain, fine and dense raindrops sprinkled in the sky, Mo Qiqi stood in front of the French window, stretched out her hand to grab a handful, and waited for her hand to retract , the palm is already wet.

As the saying goes, one autumn rain and one cold, originally this season was colder than this time of previous years, but suddenly it rained outside, the weather might be even colder.

The clock hanging on the wall has passed twelve o'clock, but Mo Qiqi standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window has no intention of going back to bed at all.

Fang Qinglan meant to ask her to call Lei Zhendong. After all, he stayed here with Mo Wuming for an entire afternoon, but Mo Qiqi locked herself in the room after dinner, picked up her phone several times and Put it back.

It wasn't that she didn't want to call Lei Zhendong, but that she couldn't think of any good reason at all.

Lei Zhendong probably thought that her feelings for them were still not firm, and it was the time when she felt uncomfortable.

If she went to him at this time, and asked him to help solve Fang Zhiyuan's problem by the way, would Lei Zhendong think that she was still the same as before, because he felt that he still had something to use, so he chose not to give up for the time being?

The water on the desk is already cold, and the computer screen has gradually become quieter from the random jumping of the head portrait at the beginning.

Mo Qiqi picked up the water, and the coldness that spread to her hands through the glass made her almost drop the glass, she was stunned, and then slowly put it back.

She actually cared so much about Lei Zhendong's opinion, she didn't want him to misunderstand her at all, did she?

Sighing lightly, Mo Qiqi turned around and closed the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows to prevent raindrops from floating into the room, and tidied up the things on the bed before untiing the quilt and burying herself in the softness.

With heavy things in her heart, Mo Qiqi naturally couldn't sleep well that night.

Although the bed was very soft, but without the embrace of someone she was used to, she felt wrong no matter how she slept, tossing and turning...

I don't know when she fell asleep in a daze, Mo Qiqi woke up again, the alarm clock at the bedside had rung, her clear eyes opened slightly, and she saw the time on the alarm clock at the bedside, she was still sore Body, immediately jumped up from the bed.

Today is the last day, the deadline given by Fang Zhiyuan is today, and she can't ask Lei Zhendong for help now, and she can't be vague at all.

If something happened to Mo Wuming, she would definitely hate herself to death.

Hastily put on her clothes and opened the bedroom door, just in time Mo Qiqi saw Fang Qinglan standing in the living room holding Mo Wuming's small schoolbag, urging Mo Wuming to hurry up, she was about to be late.

Hearing the sound, Fang Qinglan turned around, saw Mo Qiqi's flustered face, and shook her head disapprovingly, "What are you doing? You are the mother of a child, and you are still so reckless. If you can't get up in the morning, you will sleep more. Son."

Last night Fang Qinglan got up in the middle of the night and saw the lights on in Mo Qiqi's room, and after listening for a while there was no sound of Lei Zhendong talking, so she guessed that she was not asleep yet.

In the morning, she was thinking of sending Mo Wuming to school by herself, so she didn't wake Mo Qiqi up, who knew she would get up by herself.

"Mom." Mo Qiqi glanced at Mo Wuming who ran out of the room quickly, tied her belt, and said softly: "I'd better go see Wuming off, it rained last night, it should be quite cold outside today Yes, you wear so little, don't catch a cold, just in time, I also want to go outside for a walk."

"Is it raining?" Fang Qinglan didn't pay attention before, but when she heard Mo Qiqi say this, she looked at the opened curtains in the living room. Naturally, she couldn't see anything while standing inside.

"En." Nodding, Mo Qiqi called Mo Wuming to come to her side, took the small schoolbag from Fang Qinglan's hand, and raised her hand, "I have already taken my umbrella, you can rest at home, I will send him off today."

"That's also good, you come back early, it's cold today, I'll cook your favorite tomato roast beef at noon, if Dongzi is not busy, call him too."

Whether or not to call Lei Zhendong is the next priority, the darkness in Mo Qiqi's eyes flashed, she nodded at Fang Qinglan, "Alright, I'll call him on the way later, let's go first."

"Mo Qiqi, did you and Daddy quarrel?"

Mo Qiqi took Mo Wuming's little hand to go out, and just entered the elevator, the little guy stared at Mo Qiqi questioningly, as if he wanted to find the answer from her.

Mo Qiqi's heartbeat suddenly beat twice, but being watched by the little guy, she made her lie, and couldn't tell, so she could only pursed her lips and frowned helplessly: "What did your daddy tell you last night?"

Mo Qiqi naturally won't forget that before she came back last night, it was Lei Zhendong who was here with Mo Wuming.

"No." Mo Wuming shook his head, even though he was a big kid, if Mo Qiqi deliberately flirted with him, he was a child after all, he didn't have that much insight, and he couldn't understand.

"But I don't think Daddy is happy either, he's a bit like you." Mo Wuming pointed at Mo Qiqi, thinking for a while, his eyes like grape beads were slightly disturbed.

Isn't Lei Zhendong happy too?

Xiumei twitched slightly, and Mo Qiqi felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle, and suddenly felt suffocating.

Last night she put down her phone a few times, she didn't want Lei Zhendong to take the initiative to call, but unfortunately, her phone was turned on all night, but she didn't even get a text message from him.

Of course, at this moment, Mo Qiqi didn't know the person she was thinking of, and she stayed up all night last night, forcing him to make the appraisal result quickly.

"No." When she came back to her senses, she saw Mo Wuming staring at her intently, her eyes were motionless, and she looked so focused that it was a bit funny.

Mo Qiqi really laughed, took the small schoolbag in her other hand, took Mo Wuming's little hand with her free hand and got out of the elevator, walked towards the Maybach, and said softly: "Every family It is inevitable that there will be quarrels, and Mommy can't promise you that you will never quarrel with your daddy, but Wuming, as long as you believe that we all like you and will always be by your side, it will be fine."

Rather than telling the child that they will never quarrel, Mo Qiqi would rather honestly confess to the child that there is actually no big difference between adults and children. As long as they communicate with each other often, their thinking will inevitably be in some When there is a difference in time, there will be contradictions.

Of course, in the heart of the little child, there is still a complete blank about whether the parents will quarrel. Suddenly hearing Mo Qiqi's explanation like this, he was stunned for a moment before recovering, and nodded fiercely at Mo Qiqi, "I know, you all love me."

"Yes, we love you very much." Mo Qiqi smiled, took out the key and opened the car door, put the small schoolbag in first, then put Mo Wuming's small body on the passenger seat, and pulled out the safety bag After helping him to fasten it, he turned around the front of the car and sat down in the driver's seat.

"Mo Qiqi, in fact, you two are really good together. If you quarrel with Daddy because of me, Wuming will be unhappy."

I don't know what the child was thinking. The mother and son were quiet all the way, and they were almost at the kindergarten. Suddenly, he broke the silence and muttered something.

Mo Qiqi couldn't help trembling slightly, then frowned slightly speechlessly.

Who did her child follow? She doesn't think she is a sensitive person, but her child, obviously, is so young that he is worried about the adults around him...

"Did Wuming say something wrong?" After a pause, seeing that Mo Qiqi didn't respond, Mo Wuming, with a cute bun face, bent his head to look at Mo Qiqi, his eyes sparkled with a strong thirst for knowledge.

"No, it's time for school." The corner of her mouth twitched, Mo Qiqi stopped the car neatly, helped Mo Wuming unbuckle the seat belt, and let him get out of the car first.

"Uh." Knowing that Mo Qiqi would definitely not answer him, Mo Wuming jumped out of the car and randomly covered his head with his hand, "Mo Qiqi, it's raining."

Just now the two of them came out of the basement directly, and they didn't feel it was raining along the way, but when they got out of the car door, Mo Qiqi found dense raindrops.

Fortunately, I took an umbrella.

"Wu Ming, Mommy told you something, especially today, you must remember it?" Mo Qiqi had already made up her mind to call Fang Zhiyuan later, but in case something unexpected happened, she Still had to ask her smart son first.

The autumn rain is delicate, and every drop is blowing with the wind. If Mo Qiqi took up the umbrella by herself, Mo Wuming would definitely be soaked. After walking two steps, she simply hugged the little guy and let Mo Wuming Carrying a small schoolbag, she held an umbrella in one hand, and held Mo Wuming around her waist forcefully with the other.

Mo Wuming didn't respond, but his big watery eyes never left Mo Qiqi's sight for a moment.

Knowing that the little guy was listening, Mo Qiqi also breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice became firmer and calmer, "From now on in school, no matter who asks you to leave the school, you must not go out, even if you know someone you know. No, you know?"

(End of this chapter)