C167 Stay with her every inch of the way

Xiao Yan's palm slightly paused, yet it touched Qiao Mo's wet cheeks. "I'll accompany you."

"You liar! Why did you leave me so soon? Whatever you said, it doesn't count! Dad... "Don't go …"

Xiao Yan lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and spoke with a vague voice. Regardless of the past, present, or future, I will always be by your side. "

With tears in her eyes, she looked very pitiful looking like an abandoned kitten. She sniffed and raised her head to look at him, half believing and half doubting, "Really? Will you really stay with me forever? "

"Really."

She was getting more and more intoxicated as time went by. She was completely drowsy as she lay in his embrace. "So sleepy …"

He used his hand to cover her wet eyes as he gently said, "Go to sleep."

Xiao Yan carried her all the way out of the grave. Zhao Qian was sitting in the Mebach, waiting on the road outside the grave. After waiting for almost an hour, when he saw the BOSS carrying his wife out of the grave, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door.

Xiao Yan took the drunk Qiao Mo and sat in the back. Her head was resting on his thigh and his arm was even gently wrapped around her.

Xiao Yan lowered his head to look at the person who was fast asleep, lowered his voice, and warmly said to Zhao Qian: "Drive slower."

"Alright."

When they arrived at the city center from the west suburbs, although it was already 11 PM, Hai Cheng's flashy atmosphere didn't decrease in the slightest. Xiao Yan took a glance at the scenery outside and said calmly: "Take the bypass road."

Zhao Qian was slightly stunned. They were clearly near the New Garden, why did they suddenly take a detour around the city?

But from the rearview mirror, he could see that the usual arrogant man was carefully taking care of his wife.

He suddenly understood. Perhaps he was afraid that if he got home so early, he would wake his wife up when he got off the car. He decided to take a longer detour so that she could sleep more deeply.

In this area along the Winding Road, there weren't many cars left, but Zhao Qian still drove very slowly. Xiao Yan's gaze never left the person lying on his lap.

The night was quiet, and only the faint sound of the wind could be heard outside the window.

When they finally reached New Garden Villa, the lights in the house seemed to have been extinguished and the yard was lit up by a yellow light.

Zhao Qian turned off the engine, looked behind him, and lightly called out to Xiao Yan: "Boss?"

Xiao Yan extended his hand out and did a "hush" gesture. Zhao Qian understood, and sat on the driver's seat without making any movement, he was only resting, and unintentionally, he could see from the rearview mirror that the BOSS's long hands had been caressing the girl's hair, its movements, were extremely gentle.

Like a father taking care of a child, gentle and meticulous.

He had followed Xiao Yan for close to ten years already, and thought that this man had always been speaking coldly and silently, so he didn't seem to be very interested in women's beauty.

A few years ago, when Su Painting was wandering around him, he didn't see much of her at that time due to the BOSS, but he had already given her quite a few awards that girls couldn't get. At that time, he thought that although the boss was a little outspoken, he was still interested in Su Painting.

Later on, he finally understood how Su Hua had any sort of special honor, including Song Xiazhi who came later on, at most … It was all because of the BOSS's guilt towards her, which made her do whatever she wanted.

The woman who played a very important role in the Boss' heart was currently lying on the Boss' lap.

Just like this moment, after taking such a long detour around the city from the cemetery, he was still unable to enter his home. All he wanted was to let his wife have a good night's sleep.

Xiao Yan caressed the girl on his lap's face, she did not have a single reaction and slept soundly, so he raised his eyes and ordered Zhao Qian: "Open the car door for me."

Xiao Yan carried the person in his arms and got off the car, walking into the house.

He carried Qiao Mo to the bedroom. As they were sitting on the ground in the cemetery, both of them were covered in dust.

Especially Qiao Mo, who had been sprawled on the ground earlier, and whose body was covered in dust.

Xiao Yan took off her jacket and shirt, revealing her completely white body.

He took one of his pajamas and put it on her, took off her pants and shoes, pulled a quilt over her, and was about to get hot water to wash her face and wipe her hands when the person on the bed subconsciously grabbed his fingers.

Qiao Mo frowned and muttered in a spoiled manner: "Daddy … "You are not allowed to leave …"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but support his forehead as he laughed involuntarily. He sat back down, held her hand with one hand and stroked her hair with the other, looking at her red eyes and small face that were crying with tender eyes. He no longer had that many regular clothes to lie down beside her. As he turned his face to look at her face that was still flushed from the drunkenness, he couldn't help but kiss him.

Qiao Mo's arm couldn't help but hug his neck as she snuggled into his embrace and shouted "Father!"

How sad he should be, how sad he should be, so when he thought about it, it was very long.

Xiao Yan took out a velvet box and opened it. Inside was a slender anklet, and on the anklet was an exquisite and unique little bell.

These days, he had always wanted to give it to her, but he had never had a chance.

He put the anklet on her ankle and tightened it around her.

… ….

That night, Xiao Yan did nothing but quietly stayed by her side.

Qiao Mo was drunk to the point of being unconscious. When she woke up the next day, his head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to burst. She thought for a long time, but couldn't remember what happened last night.

She rubbed her temples and mumbled to herself, "I seem to be drunk."

Barefoot, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. Her whole body felt much better. The clothes she wore yesterday were still in the laundry basket. She didn't have the time to take them out to wash, last night … Was it Xiao Yan who changed her clothes?

When she went downstairs, Xiao Yan was about to eat breakfast. Seeing that her hair was dripping with water, he called her over.

Qiao Mo obediently listened to everything they said, she was wearing a comfortable home wear, revealing her slender white ankles, the bells on the anklets following her footsteps, releasing a clear sound, in the quiet morning, it was extremely pleasant to listen to.

When Qiao Mo heard the bell sound, she realized that there was a leg chain on her ankle that she had never seen before, she was slightly startled.

"This... "What's going on?"

Just as Qiao Mo walked to his side, she grabbed onto her small hand and sat in his embrace. Her slender fingers pressed against her temple as she asked softly, "Does your head still hurt?"

Last night, Qiao Mo was at the cemetery, and drank a lot of Erguotou. Even someone with an extremely high alcohol capacity, drinking so many high concentration Erguotou would probably get drunk, not to mention someone like Qiao Mo, who didn't have any alcohol capacity at all.

Qiao Mo's head was still in pain, she raised the still warm Awakening Wine on the table and brought it to her mouth, "Drink a little."

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, she was not grateful at all the food in the bowl, "What is this?"

"Wake Wine Soup."

He then opened his small mouth and obediently took two sips.

Then, he pushed it a little more, don't drink anymore.

Xiao Yan stared unblinkingly at her with his deep eyes, and suddenly held her ankle with his hand. Caught off guard, Qiao Mo shrank back unconsciously, and the foot-chain bell on her ankle rang again.

"I've always wanted to give it to you, but so many things have happened recently that I missed out on a good opportunity."

Qiao Mo's gaze drooped a little as she stared at the leg bracelet on his ankle. She smiled and said: "Did you know? It is said that by putting a chain around her lover's ankle, she will be able to hold on to her for the rest of her life. "I wonder if it's true …"

"Little Mo." Xiao Yan's lips seemed to have landed on her lips, as he said with an infatuated voice, "Even if daddy is gone, there's still me."

Qiao Mo reached out to hug his neck, and let out a deep sigh.

Xiao Yan did not bring up the matter of the wedding. He had just passed away.

… ….

Ever since Qiao Sheng passed away, Qiao Mo's mood had always been low.

Qiao Mo recalled what the doctor had told her back then. The complications and side effects from an abortion led to the possibility of infertility …

Xiao Yan woke up in the morning and had breakfast. Seeing that Qiao Mo's mood had finally calmed down after a few days, her mood also rose a little.

Qiao Mo saw him to the door, but she held onto her wrist and held her tightly. He whispered into her ear, "Xiao Mo, be good and wait for me at home."

Qiao Mo helplessly smiled, and pushed him away: "Alright, I'm fine, I won't do anything stupid. If I were really going to do something stupid, I wouldn't have waited until today to do it. "

Xiao Yan nodded his head slightly. He was worried that Qiao Mo would do something that would hurt him.

His fingers caressed her little face. "I'm leaving."

After Xiao Yan left, Qiao Mo packed her bag and phone and directly went to the hospital.

… ….

This time, Qiao Mo made an appointment with another famous hospital in Hai Cheng, an expert.

When Qiao Mo was called out, she took a deep breath and entered.

The female doctor was standing in front of the glass window, holding a bottle of pure water and drinking it slowly. Her tall and slender body was covered by a white coat.

When the female doctor turned around, she was startled to see Qiao Mo.

"Sit down, what's the situation?"

The female doctor looked at Qiao Mo's medical history with a name written on it. The female doctor was slightly startled, and mulled over her name: "Qiao Mo?"

Qiao Mo was suspicious, but didn't think much of it. Having gone through two miscarriages and been examined at another hospital, she says it may be difficult to conceive. "

The female doctor smiled and continued to ask, "Do you want to continue the treatment, or re-establish the accuracy of this diagnosis?"

Qiao Mo bit her lips, "There is."

The female doctor nodded, "Alright, then I'll do the examination for you."

… ….

Half an hour later, Qiao Mo left the hospital dejectedly.

As for the female doctor in the office, she was frowning as she looked at the patient's medical records on the computer screen.

Qiao Mo...

If it wasn't a coincidence, and if her memory was good enough, then, this Qiao Mo …. It was precisely the girl that Xiao Yan placed in the photo in his wallet six years ago.

Six years ago.

Su Qingwan made a call to Xiao Ru Qing.

"Hello, Auntie. This is Qingwan."

Xiao Ruqing was stunned but she said happily, "Qingwan? Why did you suddenly think of calling your aunt? "

Su Qing Wan looked at Qiao Mo's medical history, bent her lips, and said: "Aunt, I just returned home, and have settled down at work."

I'll call Ah Yan and his wife over. You haven't seen Ah Yan's wife yet right? You guys should get to know each other. "

"Yeah, even when Ah Yan got married, he didn't invite me to drink wedding wine. "Speaking of which, I haven't even officially met his wife. No matter what, I'm still a childhood sweetheart of his."

"Then it's a deal, come over for dinner tonight."

"Alright."