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 didn't know whether he should nod or shook his head.

All right?seems like it.

But why does the heart seem to have been dug out a huge hole, and even the sound of the wind whizzing by.

Problems?It seems not at all.

Behind the pain, there seemed to be some sense of relief.

"Do you also think that I am actually a very cruel woman. I actually used my child to threaten his father." Her voice was very soft, and her fingers combed her long hair that had been disturbed by the wind unconsciously.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, but she could clearly feel the huge void and pain hidden behind her smile.

The kind that can't be spoken to, but is real, like a wound cut out by a knife.

Ling Qianmo looked at the man who stared at her and hesitated, and smiled, "I actually despise people who use children as excuses and tools to blackmail others. But I didn't expect to live like this now. . You said, if he doesn’t love her so much, will everything be different?"

If he doesn't love her so much, she might be able to comfort and deceive himself. His heart is empty. Maybe after he has a child, she can live in his heart if she works hard.

Jiang Minghao listened to her quietly, and then said, "Xiao Mo, have you ever thought that he might not love her."

During this period of time, how much Ye Zi'an had arranged for her, he knew in his heart, at least from the perspective of a man, if Ye Zi'an didn't mean that to her, he would not believe it.

He tried his best to cure Xia Xueying, and he probably didn't want this car accident to rise to the height of a homicide case.

He was pretty sure, and Ling Qianmo almost believed it.

If it was before, she might really believe it.But now...

Some pale faces had an undiminished smile, but they looked very cold.

Jiang Minghao looked at her quietly for a while, then said softly, "If you don't want to go back, I will send you to the hotel next to you to rest. You look very haggard. If you don't take a good rest, how can you have the energy to take care of your grandpa." "

"How much do you know about the events back then?" Ling Qianmo closed his eyes, "Is my grandfather really arranged what happened at that time?"

Jiang Minghao looked at her, her big black and white eyes were not shining, they were as dark as a black hole, "Xiao Mo, it doesn't matter what the truth is. The important thing is that we find you and will take good care of you in the future." And over the years, his love for you is all from his sincerity."

"I know." She lowered her head, all expressions were hidden by the black hair falling from her ears, she was clearly in front of her eyes, but her soft voice seemed to float from far away, "Can you please promise me one thing?"

"what's up?"

"If I... please take care of my grandpa."

***

Jiang Minghao finally forced her to sleep in the hotel room next to her. When she woke up, the sky was still hazy, and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

Sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, I felt my head groggy.

I felt it with my hand, and the temperature seemed a bit hot, but it seemed nothing.

Thinking of grandpa still lying in the hospital, he braced himself and put on clothes and got out of bed.

In the hospital, Old Ling had already woke up.

Ye Lao sat aside and talked to him, and Ling Qianxin was also there, but sitting far away, she didn't dare to come forward, as if she was terrified.

Ling Qianmo frowned and said hoarsely, "Grandpa, you are awake."

"Momo," Lao Ling looked very happy when he saw her coming, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard her voice, "What's wrong, I'm sick?"

Ling Qianmo shook his head, "I'm fine, how do you feel?"

"This is my old problem, nothing is wrong."

Ye Zi'an and Ye Lao had discussed the bone marrow cancer, and they were hiding things from Ling Lao for now.Originally, because of Ling Qianmo's matter, he was already worried enough, if he knew his condition again, he might not be able to bear it.

Ling Qianmo smiled, said hello to Ye Lao, and then went to the doctor's office to ask about the situation, and by the way, he also went to do a bone marrow matching.

Although she has no blood relationship with them, it is hard to guarantee that it is not the right one.

Ye Lao looked at her weak and pale, like a piece of paper, which can be scraped away by the wind, and couldn't help but exhorted, "Girl, you remember to ask the doctor to look for you. Grandpa knows you are under pressure now. , But you are pregnant anyway, so you have to take care of your body."

I asked the doctor and made a bone marrow match. When Ling Qianmo walked to the ward, a sharp pain suddenly came from the position of the heart. In pain, she was holding her chest and arching her waist, and she was shaking with her hands on the wall.

The nurse passing by hurried over to help her, "Miss, are you all right."

Ling Qianmo paled and wanted to say that she was okay, but the bureau passed and she didn't have the energy to speak.

The ominous premonition spread from the bottom of her heart, but before she could make any response, her eyes went dark and fainted.

Wake up again, in a hospital bed.

When he moved his hand, there was a sound of metal impact, and there was huge resistance from his wrist.

Looking up, he realized that he was actually handcuffed by handcuffs, and on the sofa next to him were two men in police uniforms.

Seeing her waking up, one of them said, "Miss Ling, you are awake."

"this is……"

"Miss Xia Xueying woke up and accused you of intentional murder. Because you were in a coma, the court postponed the hearing, but you are suspected of murder. We must monitor it 24 hours to ensure that you will not escape in fear of crime."

Ling Qianmo's expression did not change at all, as if he had guessed it a long time ago, he just asked faintly, "Then can I go to see my grandfather? He is also in this hospital, even if he is just looking at it from a distance. Good too."

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, nor did she know what happened to Ling Lao.If you don't take a look, you won't worry after all.

"I'm afraid it won't work." The police said in business. "And as far as we know, Ling has been taken back to Wancheng and is not in the hospital at the moment."

"No... it's impossible!" Ling Qianmo struggled to get up, but was dragged back by the handcuffs. She slammed into the bed, and she frowned in pain. "Even if you are worried that I will run away, you don't want to let it go. When I go to visit, I shouldn't make this absurd excuse."

"This is not an excuse. Old Ling has indeed been taken back to Wancheng. If you don't believe me, the doctor will come in for a check up later, you can ask."

How could this be?

Ling Qianmo froze on the bed, his grandfather's health was so bad, how could Ye Zi'an let the Ling family take him back to Wancheng.

How could Grandpa withstand such a long journey now?

Or is there something else that made him have to?!