C62 Push her down

Qiao Mo laughed, and sure enough, she got the right words, was he angry out of embarrassment?

Xiao Yan had already hung up.

Qiao Mo knew that she would not have any good outcomes to come.

Half an hour later, the black luxurious MPV entered the New Garden.

Qiao Mo stood in front of the french window on the second floor and saw a tall and sturdy man, with an extraordinary demeanor and haughty expression, coming down from Maybach with a hint of chilliness.

… ….

In less than a minute, a steady pace pressed against the wooden floor as he walked over.

When Xiao Yan pushed the door and entered, she was sitting on the rattan chair in front of the french window, basking in the warm sun, her entire body enveloped in a soft glow and his slightly bulging stomach, becoming even more holy and holy. From top to bottom, her body emitted a kind of motherly glow, it was gentle and gentle, making people want to go near his. Destroy.

As for her, when she heard the sound, she remained calm and composed, still knitting the sweater in her hands.

Seeing her live such a good and peaceful life, for no reason, the anger in Xiao Yan's heart slowly flared up.

"Heh, I didn't expect that you would be living quite well. It seems that even if I don't give you food, you will not care, right?"

The man's voice was clear and cold, carrying a hint of ridicule and ridicule.

Qiao Mo was seriously knitting a woolen sweater, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly. "If I make a fuss, it will make you hate me even more, so why don't we just be quiet like this?

The calmer she was, the angrier he became.

He walked over and grabbed the sweater in her hand and threw it on the ground. "Since you don't want to give birth to this child, why are you still knitting a sweater?"

Qiao Mo was fiercely startled, her gaze falling upon the small woolen sweater on the floor as she slightly narrowed her eyes: "How do you want me to beg you before you're willing to let go?"

If she was messing around, if she struggled, if she went on a hunger strike, perhaps Xiao Yan could still feel a bit of balance in his heart. However, it was this Qiao Mo who acted as if this matter did not concern him, causing him … There was no way to calm down.

The past few days, he hadn't been able to eat well or sleep well. It was all because of … She.

Even if he didn't want to admit it.

As for her, she didn't look the least bit distressed. She didn't lose weight, but instead became a lot fatter.

He had truly done something wrong, locking her in here, and not seeing him day and night. Instead, he gave her a great chance to think about Rong Chengmo with all her heart!

"Between you and Rong Chengmo, how many times? Before or after we were married? "

Getting out after marriage, what the hell, Xiao Yan could not accept that!

Qiao Mo bit her lips and denied with a frown: "I said, I didn't. What I have not done, I will not admit. "

Xiao Yan pressed on his temples, took out his cell phone from his straight pants, opened the picture library, and interrogated her: "Look carefully, if there is no evidence, I won't frame you for nothing! Also, Qiao Mo, how many times have you lied to me because of Rong Chengmo? I have already lost my patience and trust in you! "

Qiao Mo's pupils dilated in disbelief. On the photo, Rong Chengmo was wearing the exact same leather belt that she had given to Xiao Yan!

Could it be … Just a while ago, it was precisely because of this photo that he …?

Qiao Mo opened her mouth and got up from the vine chair, "Xiao Yan …"

The man sneered. "What? Scared?"

"No... I have never gifted Rong Chengmo with such a belt. "

In fact, she had lived twenty-two years and had never given a man a gift like a belt.

"How can you explain sitting together with Rong Chengmo in the coffee shop and talking to each other like that?!"

The man took a step forward with his long legs, closing in on her, trapping her in a small space.

Xiao Yan was 1.9m tall, his height coupled with his cold demeanour gave others a formless feeling of oppression.

Qiao Mo raised her little face and looked at him helplessly. "I didn't … It's just that I'm not in a good mood, I don't know why I suddenly bump into Mr. Rong … "

"A fortuitous encounter?" The man's slender and beautiful fingers pinched her lustrous chin, "This kind of lie that even a three year old child doesn't believe in, how many more times do you want to lie to me? The first time they met by chance, and the second time was also by chance, Qiao Mo! The third time, was it still a fortuitous encounter?! "

Xiao Yan's angry roar almost shook Qiao Mo.

The woman's clear eyes stared at him. A deep sense of disappointment appeared in her eyes as she said, "I'm not lying to you, Xiao …"

Qiao Mo's small, white, tender hand wanted to reach out and grab his sleeve, but was suddenly waved by him.

"Stop calling me!"

Qiao Mo was caught off guard, but because of her anger, she lost control of her strength. When he turned around, the petite person behind him suddenly fell to the floor.

The weak female voice "Infant's Head Ning" behind him caused Xiao Yan to look back.

As for Qiao Mo, she fell onto the floor, pain so much that her entire forehead creased into a small hill, while her hand grabbed onto Xiao Yan's stiff suit pants.

His other hand tightly held onto the throbbing pain on his abdomen.

"Xiao Yan... "Save the baby …"

Xiao Yan quivered, bent over and carried Qiao Mo who was on the floor, then quickly rushed out!

After getting on Mai Bach, he roared loudly at Zhao Qian, "Quick! "To the hospital!"

The man's sharp gaze fell on Qiao Mo's white knitted dress.

The veins on Xiao Yan's forehead jumped!

The veins on the back of her hand were clearly visible. She endured the pain in her teeth and said, "Xiao Yan … Save him …. I beg you to save him … "

For a moment, Xiao Yan hated himself beyond belief, why did he accidentally push Qiao Mo down? If it wasn't for him, Qiao Mo would still be sitting on the rattan chair, knitting a woolen sweater.

The man's voice was hoarse like a trapped beast. "Quick! "Drive faster!"

His broad palm gripped her small hand tightly.

Zhao Qian drove the car to 250 km/h, then dashed three red lights before finally arriving at the hospital.

… ….

Xiao Yan stood in the long corridor of the hospital with a cold and emotionless face.

The red light in the rescue room was still on.

Qiao Mo and the child were inside, their fates unknown.

After Xiao Ru Qing received the news, she hastily rushed to the hospital.

"How is Qiao Mo?"

Xiao Yan remained silent, but Zhao Qian had no choice but to answer: "The Young Mistress is still trying to rescue him inside, and the situation is still unclear."

Xiao Ru Qing frowned as she sat down on the long chair. With her face buried in her hands, she asked, "Could it be that this child is destined to never come to our Xiao family?"

Qiao Mo kept on having accidents happen to him, again and again. She just wanted a grandson, and it was that difficult?

Xiao Yan's eyes were deep and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

… ….

Two hours later, the doctor came out of the operating room.

Xiao Ru Qing immediately greeted him and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my daughter-in-law?"

The doctor took off his mask and gloves, seemingly rejoicing, but also sighing, "Fortunately I was not severely injured this time, but I was too careless. How could I let a pregnant woman suddenly fall down? But luckily the child has been saved. If there's a next time, then it's hard to say! "

Xiao Ru Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yan walked over with large strides, and asked with a calm tone: "How is the child's mother?"

"The mother of the child is currently very weak and still in a coma. For the time being, don't disturb her. When she has rested enough, she will naturally wake up."

… ….

When Qiao Mo woke up, she opened her eyes and saw Xiao Yan. His weak and pale little face immediately turned away, no longer looking at him.

"I don't want to see you right now, go."

Her child was in trouble because of him.

If the child was not protected this time, Qiao Mo would definitely divorce him!

Qiao Mo thought that Xiao Yan would not listen to her words and obediently leave, but unexpectedly, the man only left a few words, "Rest well", before turning around and leaving the sickroom.

Qiao Mo looked at his proud and aloof back, and faintly bit her lower lip.

… ….

This was because from the time he was pregnant until now, almost five months of age, many small matters had occurred.

At its worst, it lies in the hospital recuperating, as it is now.

Therefore, Qiao Mo now paid extra attention to the child in her stomach. No matter what he did, he would subconsciously protect his lower abdomen.

… ….

On the third day of Qiao Mo's hospitalization, her complexion looked a little better.

Aunt Yan was taking care of her, but Song Xiazhi brought some fruits to visit her.

Qiao Mo didn't have any good impression of Song Xiazhi, so it was even more impossible for him to like her.

From the moment Song Xiazhi entered the ward, Qiao Mo had never given Song Xiazhi any face.

After Qiao Mo finished a bowl of chicken soup, she gave the bowl to Aunt Yan: "Aunt Yan, I don't want to drink anymore."

"Alright."

Song Xiazhi put down the fruit basket and smiled gently, "Sister Qiao, Brother Xiao said that he feels guilty towards you, so he told me to come and see you."

Song Xiazhi's words were obviously a provocation.

Qiao Mo laughed coldly: "Xiao Yan feels guilty. He will come himself, you don't have the right to come visit. Miss Song, I am also not your sister, there is no need to call her that intimately. "

Song Xiazhi called her big sister because he wanted to serve the same man as her? If Song Xiazhi could endure, she could not.

Moreover, Qiao Mo and Xiao Yan were the husband and wife, Xiao Yan felt very guilty, why would it be Song Xiazhi's turn to apologize?

"Sister Qiao, I know you have always had an opinion between me and Big Brother Xiao, but, it is true that Big Brother Xiao and I got to know each other earlier than you. Even if Big Brother Xiao views me as his little sister, there is indeed no one who can compare to you in that relationship. Sister Qiao, why are you angry at me now, is it because you're jealous? "But, I won't fight with you for Big Brother Xiao's …"

Qiao Mo thought that although she had always been a modest and amiable person, Song Xiazhi had forced her to such an extent that she was about to erupt. She bit her lips and said, "If today you have come to flaunt the strength and depth of your relationship with Xiao Yan, then I ask you right now to turn around and go out! I'm not interested in listening to the romance between you and Xiao Yan! "

Aunt Yan took the bowl of chicken soup that Qiao Mo had just drunk, turned around to face Song Xiazhi, and said coldly: "Miss Song, there's no reason for you to still stay here. As for your things, please take them away! "

Aunt Yan put the fruit basket back into Song Xiazhi's hands, "Miss Song, let's go!"

Song Xiazhi carried the fruit basket and laughed: "Sister Qiao, since you chased me out today, I will regret it in the future."

… ….

Qiao Mo sat on the bed in a daze. After Aunt Yan finished washing the tableware, she sat on the side of the bed.

"Young madam, don't listen to that Song woman's nonsense. She even said that the Young Master ordered her to come see you. With my understanding of the Young Master, it's impossible for the Young Master to do this!" She only intentionally angered you! "

Qiao Mo frowned, and used her hand to stroke her bulging abdomen, as she said worriedly: "Aunt Yan, I'm not worried about anything right now. My only worry is, if Xiao Yan didn't tell me about my hospital, then how did Song Xiazhi know that I was hospitalized so quickly?"

"This …"

If Song Xiazhi found out about it from Xiao Yan, then Qiao Mo would be a bit more at ease.

But, if this information was not obtained from Xiao Yan, then …. This Song Xiazhi, had she been sending people to follow her all this time?

Then... The last time she was kidnapped …?