C110 I want a child

In the teahouse below Xiao's, Song Xiazhi sat at a seat close to the window, quietly waiting for Xiao Yan.

She ordered a lot of delicate pastries, but didn't move.

When Xiao Yan appeared in her line of sight, she curled his lips and smiled sweetly: "Brother Xiao, I ordered a lot of the pastries that you liked."

Xiao Yan slightly nodded his head. After sitting down on the seat opposite of her, Song Xiazhi stretched out his hand and held the fingers on the table which Xiao Yan had placed so clearly on the table.

"Big Brother Xiao, do you still remember …" "What day is it today?"

In these two years, Song Xiazhi accompanied him, took care of him, and even taught him how to tie his shoes.

However Xiao Yan didn't know why, but besides feeling grateful towards her, he couldn't stir up any other emotions.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about what day it was. In the end, he still didn't remember what day it was.

"What day is it today?"

Song Xiazhi pouted her lips, she pretended to be unhappy and spoke with a spoiled tone: "Big brother Xiao … Did you forget? It's my birthday. "

"Oh, sorry." Xiao Yan pursed his lips and asked, "What kind of gift do you want?"

In the past two years, she had clearly slept in the same bed as him, but he had never said anything about wanting a child, nor did he have any intention of touching her.

She didn't lack anything in the Xiao family. But his love, and. His child.

"Big Brother Xiao, I don't want anything." Song Xiazhi couldn't help but tighten his grip, "I just want …"

"What do you want?"

As a girl, she could not help but feel embarrassed. Just as she was about to speak up and ask for a child, a news article appeared on the LCD TV in front of the teahouse.

"The famous designer in New York, Jolin Mol, will host the first fashion show of his own brand of clothing at 2 p.m. today. He has invited many international models, including Jolin Mol's men's clothing, which has led the fashion industry for almost half a year."

On the LCD TV screen, the screen switched to a beautiful young Oriental woman.

Song Xiazhi was facing the LCD TV, and when she saw the scene on the TV, she was shocked, and the fingers holding Xiao Yan's hand became obviously stiff.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yan asked with a frown.

Just as Xiao Yan was about to turn around and look, Song Xiazhi suddenly called out to him, "Big Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Yan looked at her with a profound gaze, and then held onto her small hand and asked: "Are you sick?"

Her hand was covered in cold sweat.

Her face was pale, but she forced a smile as she shook her head. Her small hands tightened around his as she pleaded, "Big brother Xiao, I want a child."

Xiao Yan's gaze darkened slightly, "Why did you suddenly think of having a child?"

Her throat was dry, as if she had a glass stuck in it, and she was flustered. "We, we've been together so long, it's time we had a baby. I think Mom would like to have a grandson, too. "

A trace of darkness flashed past Xiao Yan's eyes, no one knew what he was thinking.

Song Xiazhi was very afraid, afraid that he would reject her, "Big Brother Xiao, you … Are you unwilling? "

"I know that I might have let you down in the past two years. I don't know why, but I don't have any expectations of having children right now. "

Song Xiazhi bit her lips, held back the tears in her eyes and asked: "You … Do you not want children, or. Or do you not want to touch me? "

Over the past two years, she had tried to stir up his most primitive expectations, and even if she had stood naked in front of him, he would have been able to pick up his clothes and put them back on her for a phone call, a document, and the gentleman had told her that he still had things to do and would let her sleep first.

As a normal woman, just how much of a loss of self-esteem did she suffer? How could he bear to hurt her like that?

Xiao Yan pressed his eyebrow, "I know, I don't have any plans on taking a child at the moment. Alright, let's eat. I still have a meeting to be held overseas in the afternoon. "

"Even after two years, you still can't fall back in love with me, can you?"

If he loved her, why didn't he just touch her?

Xiao Yan didn't know how to explain himself. When he faced her, he really didn't have the slightest bit of expectations for men. Sometimes, even he himself suspected that there was a problem with his side.

I know, "Xiao Yan said as he held her small hand and stroked the diamond ring on her ring finger with his finger." Maybe this is not your problem, but my problem.

Song Xiazhi was startled, obviously not understanding what she meant.

"Big brother Xiao, you …"

Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Let's eat first."

She ordered sullenly, absentmindedly.

Xiao Yan was rare for considerate, "Try it tonight."

A normal couple wouldn't have had a couple for two years. It would be inconceivable if this were to spread.

Because of his fleeting "Try it tonight", Song Xiazhi's mood immediately rose from the valley to the top of the clouds.

"Big Brother Xiao, you've promised me?"

Xiao Yan nodded lightly, "Mn, stop thinking so much."

After finishing lunch, Xiao Yan escorted Song Xiazhi to the car. She sat in the car and looked at him through the window.

"Big Brother Xiao, tonight … I'll wait for you to come home. "

Xiao Yan wasn't very interested, he wasn't very interested, but he still replied half-heartedly, "Mhm."

After returning to the company, Su Jingyu called.

"Hey, Ah Yan, where are you? Are you free for a drink tonight? "

He sat in his class chair and asked with a smile, "Was I an alcoholic before?"

Su Jingyu kept asking him out to drink, but he hadn't touched any alcohol in two years.

"I've seen today's news. You're the star of the show!"

Xiao Yan looked at the newspaper, which occupied half of the page — —

"The CEO of Xiao's Group, Asia's largest family enterprise, has violated the rule of" Two Years of Nirvana "and" Rebirth! "

Beneath the huge title were some fragmented clippings and stories about him.

In fact, the outside world didn't know how much he had lost in the past two years, and how much effort he had to put in to regain the pride that had once been his.

Two years ago, after the craniotomy, he was like a fool. He was completely new to these financial figures.

Before he could, dealing with these numbers was as easy as eating. However, at that time, he needed to be taught a little about how to tie a shoelace when eating.

In regards to these so called "outstanding" newspapers, Xiao Yan just needed to smile and casually read through them.

"The opening show of New York's famous fashion designer, Jolin Mawr."

In the newspaper, the Oriental woman was wearing sunglasses and a black elegant dress. She had a unique style and style.

Xiao Yan's gaze stayed on the photo for a few seconds.

In his hand, he was still holding onto his cell phone while talking to Su Jingyu. He subconsciously read the name of the protagonist, "Jolin Mo?"

Su Jingjing, who was on the other side, was startled, "Ah Yan, what did you say?"

"Nothing. I just saw a New York designer in the newspaper."

He didn't pay much attention to the big jobs in the fashion industry, and rarely took the time to understand them.

He was not very interested in that.

Su Jingyu also had a newspaper in her hands. Her gaze was fixated on the picture of the Oriental woman, "Ah Yan …."

"Yes."

"Actually, have you ever thought about the reason why you didn't want to know for the past two years?"

Xiao Yan casually replied: "Maybe I forgot about her after the operation, so I didn't have much feelings for her."

Su Jingyu tentatively asked: "If you love someone, even if you forget about her, your heart will still beat when you see her." Ah Yan, do you really not want to know what other important people you missed in the past? "

Back then, he had promised Xiao Ruqing that as long as Ah Yan didn't mention anything about learning about his past and Qiao Mo, he wouldn't say anything about his past.

After all, Qiao Mo had already gone to New York City, so it was impossible for her to return to his side.

Mentioning Qiao Mo in front of Ah Yan was just another tragedy.

Xiao Yan muttered to himself, "Is the past that important? "Compared to indulging in the past, I treasure the present more."

"Of course it's important now, but …"

There was such a coincidence in the world. Two years ago, the most intimate people by the side of the bed were all linked together at the same time when the news was reported. Was this another arrangement by the heavens?

If … Qiao Mo was Xiao Yan's calamity.

"Okay, Jing Yu, I'm going to work."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, his gaze landed on the Eastern woman's face, and hesitated for a few seconds.

Jolin was silent.

In the end, he set the newspaper aside and stopped reading it.

New York, 1: 30 P.M.

Qiao Mo anxiously breathed in and out a few times.

The phone in his hand suddenly rang.

Caller ID, Huo Xing.

"Silence."

"Hmm?"

"Turn back."

Holding the phone, Qiao Mo turned around and saw Huo Xing under the spotlight. Her heart skipped a beat, "Didn't you say that the company was busy today and could not come?"

Huo Xing strode towards her.

"I will definitely support your first show."

Qiao Mo kept her phone, "If it wasn't for you and my brother, I think this fashion show would have still waited until next year's spring."

"I only helped a little. What I really relied on was your talent and your talent in design. Are you nervous? "

Huo Xing held her hand and felt a chill in his palm. "So nervous?"

Qiao Mo nodded her head, "Yes, female lead. How can I not be nervous?"

"Then you need to calm down, because …"

Qiao Mo asked in puzzlement, "Eh? "Because of what?"

Huo Xing gave a faint smile. "Because after the fashion show ends, I still have a surprise for you. I'm afraid that I will scare you. "

"You can't be having a prank, right? Huo Xing, I originally thought you were a gentleman, but after a long time, I realized that you were a flowing light!"

The man stretched out his arm and suddenly embraced her waist. He leaned his handsome face close and said in a low and seductive voice, "I think I'm already a gentleman enough. You know, I've wanted to do something to you for a long time."

Qiao Mo's face was burning hot, she pushed his hand away and chided: "There are so many people, don't act recklessly!"

"I still have something to take care of. You can stay here and greet yourself!"

With that, Qiao Mo turned and quickly went into the backstage to continue her preparations.

She heaved a heavy sigh. Sometimes, she was really afraid of Huo Xing. She might never be able to give him what he wanted, but she also had selfish hopes that he would be able to accompany her through those memories.

Qiao Mo did not want to think anymore, so she shook her head and continued working.

Hai City, 8 PM.

Xiao Family Villa.

Song Xiazhi sat on the bed nervously, holding onto the towel knot on her chest, she secretly looked at the light in the bathroom. She knew, that in a short while, Big Brother Xiao would come out.