After Qiao Mo left the hospital, Huo Xing directly brought Qiao Mo to his own apartment in Hai City.
This was the first time Qiao Mo visited Huo Xing's residence in Seahold. Before this, she had always been staying in the hotel, so returning to Seahold was a temporary decision. Adding this, the place that Qiao Sheng had previously stayed at had long been sold.
Huo Xing's apartment was clean and quiet.
Xiao Sen, who was adopted by Huo Xing's mother, was running around the house while being chased by a nanny.
Just as Qiao Mo entered, Xiao Sen knocked his head into Qiao Mo's leg.
Blinking her pair of pure black eyes, she stared straight at Qiao Mo.
Huo Xing squatted down and carried Xiao Sen, then instructed him to call Xiao Sen: "Xiao Sen, call me Mommy!"
Qiao Mo was startled, and wasn't quite used to it.
Xiao Sen opened his small mouth and called out for a long time, vaguely speaking, "Mua …"
Huo Xing handed Xiao Sen over to the nanny and carried Qiao Mo in, "These few days, you will be staying at my place. I have arranged a separate room for you. "You're emotionally unstable, so I've given you a leave of absence. In any case, it won't be long before we return to New York …"
Huo Xing explained as he brought Qiao Mo to her bedroom.
Qiao Mo interrupted him, "I still want to work. I'm fine, there won't be any problems."
"How can I not worry when you're like this?"
Huo Xing sighed, pressed his hand on her shoulder and said, "How about this, if you're really bored, you can play with Xiao Sen and cultivate a good relationship with him. Mo, don't make me worry about you, okay? "
He held Qiao Mo's shoulder and sat her down on the edge of the bed. He knelt in front of her with one knee and held her delicate hand in his other hand with a gentle smile.
"Huo Xing …" Qiao Mo took back her hand, turned her face to the side, and bit her lips, "Let me think about the matter of marriage."
She really didn't think it through, and she didn't want to harm him, become a burden to each other, and live a life of mutual hatred.
"Silence." Huo Xing lowered his head as his fingers caressed the ring on her finger. "You didn't marry me because of this, right?"
Qiao Mo was startled, then she lowered her head to look at the ring on her ring finger as well. She pursed her lips: "Even without Xiao Yan, without this ring, I still wouldn't have agreed to your request so quickly."
When she had promised him, she had been too impulsive and had only thought of herself. However, she had never thought that Huo Xing was also someone who had feelings for her, so she could not use his feelings for her to act as a backup and a treatment for her injuries.
"Mo, I've always wanted to ask … "You promised me so quickly back then. Why did you become my girlfriend?"
Qiao Mo's watery eyes stared straight at the bottom of Huo Xing's deep emotions.
She was simply unable to say it out loud, because back then, he had used an extremely similar scent to Xiao Yan.
"I don't know, I just …"
"Was it because I was wearing the same man's perfume with him?"
Qiao Mo choked and looked at Huo Xing in shock.
He … How would he know?
"Maybe I'm more sensitive than you think. I realize that every time I wear that perfume, you like to approach me on your own accord, and even hugged me. Once, I purposely changed it to a more masculine one, and it was clearly a different scent.
The man's slender fingers lightly slid across Qiao Mo's brows.
Qiao Mo's eyes reddened slightly. She swallowed her saliva and said, "I'm sorry … I didn't mean to. "
"But even if I know about this, I still want to marry you. I still want to marry you."
Qiao Mo bit her lips, lowered her head, and said: "You will regret it."
— She might never love him.
"I only know that if I let go of you now, give you up, and not marry you, I'll regret it."
Qiao Mo covered her mouth and took a deep breath, "Let's not discuss this issue for the time being. I need to think about it carefully before I can give you the answer."
Huo Xing nodded. "Okay, then you should take a good rest first."
After Huo Xing left the bedroom, Qiao Mo was the only person in the room.
She held the phone in her hand, looked at the wedding ring on her ring finger, and then placed her finger on Xiao Yan's number.
He mustered a lot of courage and dialed the number out.
At this time, Xiao Yan, who was on the other side of the phone, was busy working in his office.
When he saw the caller ID, his eyes froze for a moment.
— Qiao Mo.
He picked it up and his low, lost voice came through the phone.
"Xiao Yan, I am Qiao Mo."
"Yeah, I know."
"I …" Qiao Mo's voice paused, "I might be returning to New York."
On the other side of the phone, Xiao Yan was also silent for a long time.
"So fast?"
He had never thought that he would say such a thing.
Qiao Mo bit her lips, frowned, endured the pain in her eyes, and nodded. "Mn, that night … about being in the freezer. "
"I can treat it as. Nothing ever happened. "
Xiao Yan's indifferent voice kept echoing in his ears.
He could pretend, he said, that nothing had happened.
Qiao Mo immediately hung up, her mind was in a mess and about to explode.
Huo Xing, who was in the living room, stood in front of the french window and called Xiao Yan.
"Mr. Xiao, let's meet once."
"Time, place."
The two men were rather straightforward and didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries. After finishing the important part, they directly hung up.
Huo Xing carried Xiao Sen, who was playing around, from the hands of the nanny, and said, "I'm taking Young Master out for a spin, so I probably won't be back for dinner. You should remind Miss Qiao to eat dinner. "
"Yes, sir."
Huo Xing carried Xiao Sen and walked out of the apartment.
At the Half-Floating Tea House, two men sat facing each other.
The private room was quiet and elegant, without any noise. It was very suitable for talking.
Xiao Sen lied down on the small table and ate delicious dessert.
Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the child indifferently, and after that, he retracted his gaze without batting an eyelid.
"I wonder what business does this Mr. Howe have with this Xiao?"
Huo Xing took a sip of his tea, "Although Chinese people always care about who comes first first, Qiao Mo has already divorced you. Isn't it a little outrageous to continue pestering him? Moreover, Mr. Xiao also has a family. "
Xiao Yan sneered, "Didn't you already plan to take Qiao Mo back to New York? "What's the point of asking me out today?"
"Yes, Qiao Mo will definitely be following me back to New York City recently. On one hand, I don't want her to come into contact with you again, and make her remember all those sad thoughts, and on the other …"
Huo Xing put down his teacup and looked at Xiao Sen, "Xiao Sen cannot not be taken care of by mother."
With just that one sentence, Xiao Yan, who had succeeded in calming the other party down, also frowned.
Huo Xing continued, "Although Xiao Sen is two years old, he still clamors for his mother all day long. I can't let Qiao Mo and Xiao Sen, this mother and son, separate anymore. "
Two years old …
Xiao Sen, was he Huo Xing and Qiao Mo's child?
"Since it's like this, then Mr. Howe should not let Qiao Mo return to Seahold. You know, the person she's always had in her heart. "
Xiao Yan emphasized the last two words between his teeth.
The battle between the two men had finally begun, and it was now the start of a war between two men.
Huo Xing's expression changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down. He said confidently, "So what? She is already my child's mother. Love is not everything to do with marriage." I have been with her for a long time, and one day she will forget to hurt her and accept the happiness she has. "
Xiao Yan curled his lips and sneered: "Since that's the case, then I'll be leaving first.
Xiao Yan stood up and quickly left the teahouse.
Huo Xing sat at his original spot and lowered his head. He asked Xiao Sen softly, "Xiao Sen, is it delicious? Let's bring some pastries back for Mommy to eat, shall we? "
… ….
After Xiao Yan entered the World Noble Car, he started up the engine, stepped on the throttle, and quickly flew out.
Huo Xing and Qiao Mo had a child …
This thought kept on echoing in Xiao Yan's mind.
So when it came to giving up someone you loved, it was actually this painful.
Song Xiazhi had his child, Qiao Mo had Huo Xing's child.
Heh, was this the result of his painstaking search for all the memories of two years ago?
Unwillingness, anger, regret, guilt … All sorts of painful emotions mixed together, making it extremely complicated.
The viscount was like a cheetah, gliding across the road with a gust of wind.
… ….
Qiao Mo thought about it again and again, and decided to go to Hai Cheng's Sanatorium to see Qiao Sheng.
She came out of the bedroom, but she did not see Huo Xing and Xiao Sen.
"What about Huo Xing and Xiao Sen?"
Nanny replied: "Oh, mister has taken Young Master out for a walk. Miss Qiao, are you hungry? Do you want dinner now? "
Qiao Mo shook her head, "There's no need, I'm going out for a while now. If Huo Xing asks, you can tell him that I'm going to the sanatorium to see my father."
"Okay, be careful on your way, Miss Qiao."
Qiao Mo came out of the apartment, took a taxi and arrived at the sanatorium.
Qiao Sheng was cleaning the courtyard, but seeing that, Qiao Mo went forward and called out to him: "Dad, you've already entered the sanatorium, why are you still sweeping the floor? Give me the broom and don't bother! "
Qiao Sheng laughed: "Silently, you're here! Am I not bored? "In the sanatorium, I ate and drank. I've already grown meat. I have to work!" "… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …"
Qiao Mo held Qiao Sheng's arm, and entered the dorm, "Dad, tell me, what do you want to eat recently, and I'll send it over to you."
"I'll buy what I want in the sanatorium, and besides, I'll buy what I want. You're so busy at work that you don't have to come to see me all the time. "
"Dad, I might be going back to New York again this time. If anything happens to you, remember to call me!"
"I know, I have something on. I will definitely call you."
Qiao Mo nodded her head, "Dad, someone proposed to me …"
Qiao Sheng was startled, "Really? That's great. Where is the other party from and how is he? "
"My brother introduced him. He's a Chinese American. He's a very good person and takes good care of me." "But …"
Qiao Sheng frowned and asked: "Just what?"
Qiao Mo sighed, sat by Qiao Sheng's side, pursed her lips and said: "It's just that I don't like him."
"Father knows, you're still thinking about Xiao Yan."
Qiao Sheng reached out and held Qiao Mo's hand, patting him, "No matter what the circumstances are, follow the choice made in your heart, in order to achieve ultimate happiness. In the future, you will regret it. "
"Dad... I sometimes think, if Xiao Yan and I back then, we were still fine and well, how great that would be. "