The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo looked at the smile on the corner of her lips and was startled for a moment.

To be honest, she could feel the sweet and happy feeling when Xia Xueying was saying this.She could almost imagine what a beautiful and happy time they had.

"Want to listen?"

"If you want, you can continue. If you don't, you can stop here."

Her expression was too light and windy to see if she really didn't care, but Xia Xueying didn't believe that she really didn't care, as long as she was a woman, she didn't care.

With her hands around the chain of the swing, Xia Xueying continued, "To be honest, Ye Zi'an is really a good boyfriend of the nation, he can easily pet women to heaven. With him, we are happy."

"Since you are very happy, then why do you separate from him."

Xia Xueying smiled and asked casually, "Then why are you divorcing him?"

After asking, she smiled faintly, not caring about her answer, and said to herself, "You should have found out too, although he can spoil you, but in that man's heart, there is no room for love."

Ling Qianmo's eyebrows couldn't help but jump, and looked up at her.

While talking, a young girl in waiter clothes came over and leaned over to Xia Xueying and said, "Miss Xia, President Qin asks you to come to the venue."

"Okay." Xia Xueying clenched her hand around the swing chain involuntarily, and faintly replied, "You go first, I'll pass right away."

Ling Qianmo looked at her, "You came because of a personal order?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Xueying sneered, "We are not like you. We are supported by someone who covers the sky with one hand. If we terminate the contract with Qingtian, we will pay a large amount of liquidated damages. Mo must not let you be wronged. Naturally, only people like us who have no power and power will go."

"Isn't Mo always saying that the legal affairs have already been resolved?"

Xia Xueying got off the swing and walked to Ling Qianmo's side, gave her a condescending look, with a contemptuous expression in her eyes, "Ling Qianmo, why bother to pose in front of me. Who is the master behind Seth? , You really don't know?!"

After speaking, he turned and followed the waiter into the hall.

So, Xia Xueying broke up with Ye Zi'an because he thought he didn't love her?!

But if that is the case, why should he be so upset that he was contaminated with drugs because of her departure.

Did they misunderstand something, or did Xia Xueying keep something?

After being pregnant, not only did she become more lethargic, but her mind seemed to be less useful.

A silly pregnancy for three years!

Before eating anything at night, Ling Qianmo followed back to the reception, took some cakes and a glass of juice, and was going to fill his stomach first.

Judging from Ye Zi'an's recent performance, he should come and tell her to leave soon. She doesn't need to eat too much, just pad.

As soon as he was about to sit down, a figure came over, and Xin's tall and straight posture blocked the light in front of him.

The location here was originally relatively remote, and if it was blocked like this, basically nothing would be seen.

Ling Qianmo stiffened slightly when he looked up and saw clearly who the person standing in front of him was.

"Can you sit down?" There was a slight indifferent voice in the clear voice, and the tone was relatively soft.

Ling Qianmo nodded, took a bite of the cake and put it in his mouth.The matcha cake she took, the matcha taste is rather strong, a bit bitter, can not taste the sweetness of the cake.

Xiang Heng sat down opposite her, and naturally scanned the ring finger of her left hand. There was no trace of the ring on her slender white finger, but she had just come with Ye Zi'an again, "I just saw you come in with Ye Zi'an. , You...reconciled?"

Ling Qianmo drank a sip of juice, looked up at him, and smiled, "The media are all about to fear that the world will not be chaotic, and report indiscriminately. Are there few rumors and troubles?"

"So, those reports are false. You and Ye Zi'an are not divorced?" Xiang Heng's tone was stained with a trace of imperceptible disappointment and complexity, "Then what about the ring in your hand? You accompany him to such occasions. Isn’t it afraid of reporters’ misunderstanding without wearing a wedding ring, and writing silly?"

From the corner of my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards this side. When I reached my lips, it became, "It doesn’t matter. It’s not a day or two that he has never forgotten his past. The more the media catches me, the more convenient it is. He protects the people he wants to protect."

The figure who had originally walked had a noticeable pause when he heard her words, and then quickly turned around and hurriedly walked towards the venue.

Xiang Heng looked at her gleaming big eyes, as if scratched by a feather in his heart, itchy, "What you said just now... was it on purpose?"

He heard the sound of footsteps just now, but he suddenly left after walking halfway, probably because of what she said just now.

Ling Qianmo smiled and continued to eat the cake on the plate in front of him.

The phone in the bag suddenly rang, and Ling Qianmo wiped his hands to open the bag and take out the phone and slide to answer.

"Qian Qian, where are you?"

"Are you leaving?"

"You come back to the lobby first."

"Okay, then I will come over now."

Although he didn't know what was going on when he asked her to go back, Ling Qianmo quickly cleared the table, got up and walked back.

"Qian Mo..." Behind him, Xiang Heng suddenly said, and reached out to grab her wrist, "Are you and him really reconciled?"

Ling Qianmo stopped, but did not turn around. He turned his back to Xiang Heng and said, "Xiang Heng, I'm pregnant."

Just this sentence is enough to let Xiang Heng let go.

Because of her back to him, Ling Qianmo couldn't see his expression clearly, and could only apologize and guilty, "I am very grateful and sorry for what you did for me. I'm sorry, because of my ignorance. Ruined your future and dreams."

But this kind of apology, she doesn't think it should be repaid with feelings.

"It's me who should be sorry," Xiang Heng's helpless and lonely voice sounded behind himself, "I didn't cherish you at the right time, but I forced it at the wrong time. But Qian Mo, I hope you remember if One day you can't continue with Ye Zi'an, don't forget that I'm still here."

Ling Qianmo frowned, wanted to persuade, but didn't know how to say it. In the end, she nodded and walked away.

After looking around in the venue, people who didn't see Ye Zi'an, asked a familiar boss, learned that he had gone upstairs, and walked toward the second floor.

Turning a corridor, I suddenly heard Xia Xueying's gentle and soft voice coming from the front, "I just ran into Ling Qianmo in the garden, and I had a few words with her."

It was immoral to eavesdrop on someone speaking. Ling Qianmo wanted to avoid it. Who knew he heard her name, and the speaker was Xia Xueying. Even if she wanted to use her toes, she knew that she was standing with her right now. Who was the object, so the steps he had planned to leave stopped, stopped making no sound, and listened quietly.