C237 I have only duty and responsibility for you

After showering, Xiao Yan carried Qiao Mo out of the bathroom. Qiao Mo sat on the bedside quietly with her hair still dripping with water.

Xiao Yan held a towel in his hand and helped to wipe her wet hair.

Qiao Mo slightly lowered her eyelashes, her gaze calm and cold.

Even though he was still hot after exiting the bathroom, Qiao Mo felt his whole body turning cold.

Qiao Mo pulled down the big hand above her head and she coldly asked: "Why are you doing this to me?"

Since she didn't love him anymore, why would he take care of her so affectionately?

The clear and cold male voice above his head slowly spoke, "You are the mother of my child, I have the duty to take care of you like this."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips. Could it be that their current relationship was only maintained because of the relationship between children?

Back then, Qiao Mo had thought that she wouldn't be able to conceive of her, and Xiao Yan had also said before that it wouldn't matter even if she never got pregnant again in this lifetime. But now, thinking back to what he had said back then, it had all turned into the funniest of jokes.

Qiao Mo sneered as she pulled down the towel on her head. With red eyes, she glared at him and said, "If it's because of this, then stop being so nice to me. "Otherwise, I will pester you to death."

It seemed to be mocking or mocking.

Xiao Yan didn't continue to be stubborn either, and silently observed her. After a long while, he finally spoke in a calm voice: "I'll send you back to your homeland tomorrow."

"I don't want it." Qiao Mo was stubborn.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "Little Mo, be obedient."

Qiao Mo had held back the tears in her eyes for a long time, but they still fell down in the end. She looked at Xiao Yan with her beautiful eyes, and her small lips were pursed into a look of grievance, dissatisfaction, puzzlement, and despair … All sorts of emotions were mixed together.

She just couldn't understand why Xiao Yan would suddenly stop loving her.

She sniffed, then wrapped her hand around his arm and stubbornly asked, "I just don't understand why you became so fast …?" Xiao Yan, tell me, why did you suddenly fall in love with Su Qing Wan? You said it before, you have no interest in Su Qingwan … … "

She had a lot of questions to ask, and a lot of questions to answer.

But Xiao Yan didn't seem to have the patience to answer all these. His eyes were cold, "Human emotions are ever-changing, there is no such thing as a vicissitudes of life."

"But this isn't you …"

This was not Xiao Yan. If Xiao Yan's feelings and love were to be given to someone, it would not be so easily given to a second person.

He said so.

Qiao Mo cried and said, "You said before, if you give me your entire feelings, you won't give it to anyone else … How could you lie to me? "

"Perhaps I was sincere when I made the oath. "Be good and go to sleep."

Xiao Yan got up and was about to leave, but he was stopped by Qiao Mo who was sitting on the edge of the bed, "Ah Yan, don't go."

Xiao Yan's finger trembled slightly.

Qiao Mo's voice and Qiao Mo's warmth, were constantly disintegrating Xiao Yan's heart.

Xiao Yan stared blankly into space for a long while. The warm feeling of that small hand wrapped around his own, made him unable to bear to pull his arm away.

Qiao Mo tightly gripped his hand, and with difficulty stood up while being pregnant from a small body. She even tiptoed, put her arms around his neck, and started to kiss him.

She did not believe that he no longer had any feelings or feelings for her.

The way he looked at Su Qingwan was far from being the same as when he looked at her. It was so deep and he doted on her.

A person's gaze couldn't be faked, much less deceived.

When Xiao Yan looked at her, no matter how well he had hidden his feelings, she could still see the determination and yearning in his eyes.

Qiao Mo raised her little face and despairingly kissed him.

Warm tears fell from the corners of her eyes. In the blink of an eye, they were ice-cold as they slid into her hair.

"Ah Yan... You're lying to me, aren't you? "

He was lying to her, lying to her, not loving her anymore, lying to her, he had fallen in love with Su Qingwan.

Qiao Mo was extremely afraid, and her entire heart was trembling.

Qiao Mo's kiss was soft and sweet, nearly melting Xiao Yan's heart.

A man's self-control, in front of her, had always seemed to be zero.

The many days of longing, was like a silent catalyst. Xiao Yan's big hands had tightly gripped her waist, as if he was trying to release all of his longing in one second.

He began to kiss her uncontrollably. An uncontrollable longing turned into a burning kiss, kissing her forehead, her nose, her lips, her cheeks, her neck …

Qiao Mo's little hand slipped into his shirt.

Xiao Yan finally became clear-headed in that one second.

The fervent kiss came to an abrupt end.

Before Qiao Mo could even react from her lingering feelings, Xiao Yan had already let go of her body and coldly ordered, "You rest first."

Qiao Mo opened her eyes and felt that Xiao Yan had changed too fast. In that kiss just now, she had clearly felt Xiao Yan thinking about her.

She grabbed him from behind. "I won't let you go."

Where was he going? To Su Qingwan's place?

He was her husband. Why should he go with another woman who had nothing to do with him?

She would not allow it.

He was her child's father, her husband.

Qiao Mo tightly hugged his waist, like a willful child, and didn't allow him to leave.

Xiao Yan only felt a warmth and wetness on his back. He knew that it was Qiao Mo's tears.

After a long period of drowsiness, Xiao Yan finally reached out and pushed away the small hands that tightly wrapped around his waist one by one.

However, he only said one sentence in a cold voice, "Qingwan is still waiting for me."

Qiao Mo's hands, Qiao Mo's heart, were stiff from head to toe.

Qing Wan was still waiting for him.

Since when was she inferior to Su Qingwan in his heart?

Qiao Mo did not understand.

She stood in place, looked at Xiao Yan, and walked out of her line of sight.

He really … No need for her and the baby.

… ….

After Xiao Yan entered the study room, Su Qingwan, who was resting in the guest room, heard the commotion and walked over.

"Ah Yan, it's late. Do you want to … "Take a break?"

Xiao Yan didn't even raise his eyes as he spat out a single word: "Scram."

He was upset and didn't want to see anyone.

Especially Su Qingwan.

Su Qingwan froze, "Ah Yan …."

But no matter how much she called him, Xiao Yan was not moved.

Su Qingwan had no choice but to retreat.

… ….

The next morning, around ten o'clock.

The door to the master bedroom that Qiao Mo sat in had been tightly shut the entire time.

Xiao Yan and Su Qing Wan were having their meal in the living room. Xiao Yan was absent-minded, and after a few mouthfuls, he was finally unable to endure it any longer and went upstairs to call Qiao Mo.

He knocked on the door and called out to her, "Little Mo, wake up."

No one answered.

Xiao Yan frowned and called out again, "Little Mo?"

It was quiet inside, as though there was no one there, Xiao Yan sensed that something was amiss and immediately opened the door and entered.

On the clean bed, there were almost no traces of sleep at all. The blanket was neatly folded, and within the room, not even the shadow of Qiao Mo could be seen.

Xiao Yan was shocked. Where did Qiao Mo go?

He strode in and searched the entire room, the bathroom, the storage room and even the wardrobe. But where was Qiao Mo?

He was extremely anxious. He walked downstairs with large strides, his face ashen as he questioned Su Qingwan, "Did you chase Qiao Mo away?"

Su Qing Wan was startled. "Ah Yan, I didn't kick Qiao Mo out, you really wronged me. I'm afraid she knew the difficulties and retreated? "

Xiao Yan glared at her fiercely, picked up his car keys and walked out.

He then called his assistant and told him to send some bodyguards to the airport in New York City and find Qiao Mo at the train station.

Xiao Yan drove from the vicinity of the villa to the city center. Even though he had exhausted all of his energy searching, he still did not hear any news of Qiao Mo.

After an unknown period of time, Xiao Yan's phone suddenly rang.

He didn't even look at the caller ID. The moment the call connected, he asked anxiously, "Little Mo?"

On the other end of the phone, there was the voice of an American, "May I ask if he is Qiao Mo's family? Qiao Mo is at the police station, please come and claim it. "

… ….

Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Yan arrived at the local police station.

Qiao Mo curled up in the corner and hugged herself, like a homeless little dog.

Xiao Yan's heart ached as he walked forward with large strides to hug Qiao Mo.

His heart throbbed with pain. He hugged her tightly, his chin pressing down on her head as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Little Mo, why are you here?"

Once Qiao Mo saw him, her tears couldn't help but fall. She slipped into his embrace and sobbed, "I don't want to return home … I don't want to be driven back to my country by you. I also don't want you and Su Qingwan to be together … …. Ah Yan... "You can't abandon me …"

Xiao Yan's heart, instantly stiffened.

The local police came over and said, "Your wife is alone in the streets of New York. We said we wanted to take her home, but she refused. When we asked her for her family's number, she just shook her head and refused to speak. Finally, we found your number on her cell phone. "

Xiao Yan nodded, "Thank you."

… ….

After leaving the police station, Xiao Yan wrapped Qiao Mo with a coat and carried her all the way to the car.

Qiao Mo's entire body was unsteady. She had been holding onto Xiao Yan's hand the entire time, afraid that he would run away.

Xiao Yan moved slightly and was startled.

"Little Mo, I'm not leaving."

Qiao Mo shook her head as she cried, "You said you wouldn't leave … But you went away again and again. You promised me that you would never be heard from again …. But this time, what was it? Xiao Yan, I don't believe you, I don't believe you … "

Xiao Yan's heart seemed as though it was ruthlessly tugged by a large hand.

He slowly extended his hand, wanting to touch her head, but when he was halfway there, he retracted his hand.

He wanted to comfort her, but he was afraid of giving her hope again.

Thinking of this, his black eyes turned cold once more. He pursed his lips and said, "You can no longer avoid the established facts."

Tomorrow. Tomorrow he would send her home.

Qiao Mo bit her lips, "Why? Why did you suddenly do this to me? I know I didn't do well enough... And I know that because of my mother. "You …"

"It has nothing to do with your mother."

Qiao Mo opened her mouth and looked at him blankly, "Then why?"

Xiao Yan finally opened his mouth coldly, "There has never been a reason for matters of the heart to begin with. Love came and went as fast as it came. Qiao Mo, the only thing that I have to do for you right now is duty and responsibility. "

Qiao Mo wrapped her hands around his and slid down soundlessly.

"You really …" You don't love me anymore? "