Chapter 217

Jin Nancheng lowered his eyelashes to cover the look in his eyes.

He said softly: "for Tang Xiaoxiao, nothing is more important than winning the green pomelo competition and proving that she is mo Tang. I don't want to let anything or anyone upset her and affect her game

……

The next few games, Tang Xiaoxiao played very well, no suspense to promote.

And so is Mencius bridge.

There are a lot of people watching this game.

There are more and more discussions about Tang Xiaoxiao and Meng Qiao.

Even people who don't know anything about music can tell that their music styles are very similar. They are definitely written by the same person.

One of them is mo Tang.

In the apartment.

Meng Qiao is in a panic.

With a pale face, he walked around the room like an ant on a burnt pot.

"Tang Xiaoxiao! If she doesn't kill me, she won't stop, will she! I've been so kind to her in vain! "

When Zhang Zihe came in from the outside, he saw the Mengqiao bridge like a trapped animal.

He stepped forward and hugged Meng Qiao.

"Baby, don't panic. I have come up with a way to definitely get Tang Xiaoxiao out of the game. Tang Mo did not dare to admit it all his life. "

Meng Qiao looked at Zhang Zihe. He grasped Zhang Zihe's clothes tightly and said helplessly, "what do you think of? Tell me quickly

Zhang Zihe enjoyed the helplessness of Mengqiao.

He kisses Meng Qiao's face and says with a smile, "do you remember Tang Xiaoxiao's daughter who was taken away just after she was born?"

Meng Qiao is a smart man. He immediately knows how Zhang Zihe wants to deal with Tang Xiaoxiao.

He said, "do you mean to use that little bastard to force Tang Xiaoxiao to withdraw from the competition?"

……

This day is the final game.

AMO installs Tang Xiaoxiao's guitar. He looks up at Tang Xiaoxiao.

Tang Xiaoxiao's clothes are very loose. Even so, she can still see her protruding abdomen.

News about her pregnancy kept coming out on the Internet.

Even wondering if the child in her stomach is Han Mo's.

Tang Xiaoxiao doesn't want to ruin his game because of the news, so he never goes to watch the news.

This day, I don't know why, her heart is very anxious.

"What's the matter? No confidence in the game? " AMO hugs Tang Xiaoxiao, typing on his mobile phone and asks Tang Xiaoxiao.

"No Tang Xiaoxiao denied that she had known Mengqiao for nearly ten years and had a certain understanding of Mengqiao.

How could Meng Qiao let her go to the finals?

That's why she's upset. I don't know what Meng Qiao will do to deal with her.

"Don't worry, I won't let you do anything." Ah Mo said silently in her ear.

AMO's embrace gives Tang Xiaoxiao courage.

She looked up at amo and said, "today is my final. Would you go to the scene and cheer me on?"

AMO looks at Tang Xiaoxiao's clear eyes and nods.

……

AMO drives and takes Tang Xiaoxiao to the field.

Tang Xiaoxiao sits in the co pilot's seat and looks at amo.

This car was bought by amo.

It's expensive.

Tang Xiaoxiao can't help but wonder how much amo is worth.

AMO is aware of Tang Xiaoxiao's line of sight. At the red light in front, amo stops the car and looks at Tang Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiles at amo and jokes to himself: "amo, I seem to have found myself a husband with high value."

When amo heard the words, he chuckled.

Even though amo's face is full of scars, in Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes, amo is still charming.

This kind of AMO always gives Tang Xiaoxiao the illusion that amo should be a superstar living in the spotlight.

Tang Xiaoxiao is really curious about what amo did in the past.

Certainly not like what he said, his parents are just ordinary businessmen living abroad for a long time.

Tang Xiaoxiao thought, when the game is over, she must ask about the origin of AMO.

Thinking, Tang Xiaoxiao's mobile phone rings.

It's a bunch of strange numbers.

Tang Xiaoxiao's heart, inexplicably tight.

Hesitated for a few seconds and got through.

There was a shrill baby cry on the phone.

Tang Xiaoxiao's face suddenly white, just feel his heart is like what force stabbed.

"Zhang Zihe!" Even if there's nothing on the phone but baby crying. Tang Xiaoxiao also knows that the caller must be Zhang Zihe.

Sure enough, Zhang Zihe's laughter rang out: "Tang Xiaoxiao, since you guessed it was me. Then you must have guessed who the child is crying now. "After Tang Xiaoxiao got on the phone, amo immediately stopped the car by the side of the road.

He looked anxiously at Tang Xiaoxiao's tears in his eyes.

There was not only fear in those eyes, but more anger.

"Zhang Zihe, if you dare to hurt my daughter, I will never let you go!"

"If you want your daughter to be OK, you know what to do." Zhang Zihe's laughter was cold.

Tang Xiaoxiao has never hated a man so much.

She asked herself that she had never done anything wrong to Zhang Zihe, but Zhang Zihe forced her to a dead end again and again.