Chapter 166

Mohs group.

Mo Yiqing stepped out of the elevator, emitting a terrible rage, and hurried to the door of the office.

Gu Zi, who followed closely behind him, was relieved and frightened. As soon as the battlefield opened the door lock, Mo Yiqing pushed him away, raised his legs, kicked open the door and rushed into the room.

Gu Zian was pushed backward, staggered, held the wall to stabilize his body, followed into the room, stood on one side, and dared not act rashly.

Mo Yiqing rushed to the bar, picked up the glass, poured a glass of wine, drank it up, leaned on the bar and poured three cups. The anger in his throat not only didn't disappear, but burned more and more.

Damn it!

Jing xiaocan actually met Leng Qiuhua.

She knew Leng Qiuhua was his sworn enemy.

She knew Leng Qiuhua was mo Shaoyang's mother, and she dared to meet her.

It seems that he is nothing in her heart.

Otherwise, how could she challenge his bottom line again and again!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The next second, the angry man raised his hand and threw the wine glass to the ground. He picked up the wine bottle and poured it down his throat. Then he threw the wine bottle to the ground.

Pop!

On the smooth ground, the liquor flowed and the glass fragments splashed.

Gu Zian, who stood by and watched, trembled with fear. The next second, he quickly picked up a mop and cleaned up the messy ground.

Mo Yiqing grabbed the wine bottle again, drank two mouthfuls, raised his hand and fell to the ground again.

I couldn't see it anymore. Gu Zian stepped forward and carefully tried to say, "president, is there another danger at the scene of the accident?"

"No!" Mo Yiqing roared, grabbed a bottle of wine, looked up and drank wildly.

"That's..." Gu Zian stretched out his hand to stop it.

Boom!

The wine bottle hit the bar heavily.

Two bottles of wine poured into his stomach. Mo Yiqing was a little drunk. With thin lips and a sneer, he grabbed Gu Zian's collar and pulled it to his eyes. He bowed his head close, stared at him with red eyes and questioned, "what did you say I did wrong? She had to torture me like this and do what I hate most. How should I punish her this time?"

Then he laughed and pushed Gu Zian back a step.

Gu Zian is confused. He hasn't tried to find out why Mo Yiqing is angry. He doesn't dare to draw a blind conclusion. He can only follow his meaning and say, "president, you're right, Miss Jing..."

"Gu Zian, do you want to die? Don't you speak ill of her. Believe it or not, I'll kick you downstairs now." Mo Yiqing stared at him coldly, and his eyes were full of vicious warnings.

He can say anything about his little woman, and he won't allow others to say anything!

“……”

Gu Zian looked at him with a sad face. He didn't speak ill of Miss Jing at all.

It's better to shut up if you say more and make more mistakes.

Mo Yiqing snorted coldly, pulled off his coat and threw it on the ground. He staggered to the French window, put his arms on the French window, looked at the starry night sky outside the window, and the sneer on Jun's face was pathetic and desperate.

What should he do with her?

She can provoke anyone, but why did she provoke Leng Qiuhua

The next day.

When Jing xiaocan wakes up, she rubs her bleary eyes and stretches with a sigh.

Looking around, she looked stunned.

Huh?

Why is she lying in the bedroom bed?

She remembered lying on the sofa in the dining room last night.

Er... I guess I was sleepy. Later, I went back to my room.

After a glance, she went into the bathroom, washed and went downstairs to make breakfast.

Now, with a baby in her stomach, she must have comprehensive nutrition and can no longer deal with three meals a day as before.

Pushing open the door of the restaurant, Jing xiaocan is stunned again. He can barely explain when he was lying on the bed in the bedroom.

And last night, the dishes on the table disappeared out of thin air. How to explain?

Can't the plates and bowls fly away from the window?

Did he really come back.

The figure of Mo Yiqing flashed in his mind. Jing xiaocan rushed out of the restaurant, ran to the French window and looked out of the window with a happy face.

There were no cars or anything in the empty courtyard.

With a dark eye, Jing xiaocan runs to the door of the hall with a suspicious face to check.

The door is locked, which basically eliminates the possibility of outsiders coming in.

Thinking that he once said he liked to eat her hand rolled noodles best, Jing xiaocan sighed and relied on the picture of ink and engine coming back from the door. After he came back, he took her back to the bedroom, and then left quietly after eating the food on the table.

This is the only reasonable explanation.

It seems that he still can't accept her pregnancy. Otherwise, according to his previous habit, he hasn't seen her for three days. He will stay for the night instead of leaving quietly.

Since he is still reluctant to face it, he can only give him time to accept it slowly. The worst plan is divorce.

Divorce

The idea flashed through her mind. Jing xiaocan suddenly stopped when she came to the door of the restaurant, and her trembling hand unconsciously stroked her abdomen.

If she had no way out and had to choose, she would rather choose children.

Give him up!

The bottom of her eyes flashed a touch of firmness. Jing xiaocan raised her head and blinked hard, forcing a layer of dust in her eyes back.

Sniffing, she walked quickly to the stove and began to cook.

Even if the sky falls, she should protect her children.

After making a noodles with shredded vegetables and meat, Jing xiaocan resists the sour in her eyes and forces herself to think nothing and eat noodles.

It's no big deal to comfort herself while eating. As long as she works hard and has a child, she'll still have no problem.

After eating a bowl of noodles, my empty heart was finally more secure.

After washing the dishes, Jing xiaocan quickly walks to the stairs.

Click!

The door is locked.

Jing xiaocan is surprised and stunned. He is stunned by the proud figure who strides into the hall.

The man who came at a fast pace was full of fatigue in his eyebrows and came to her in the twinkling of an eye.

The speed was too fast. Jing xiaocan suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his face. Subconsciously, he raised his feet and went up a step, "you......" have you eaten?

The back words were blocked back by the fire spitting eyes of Mo Yiqing staring at her.

"Follow me!" Mo Yiqing reached out and grabbed her wrist. His hoarse voice was extremely cold. He turned and left.

Caught off guard, Jing xiaocan stumbled when he pulled her. The cold looking man stretched out his long arm and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Where are you going?" Jing xiaocan asks warily, unable to figure out his mind.

Mo also Qingjun's face was tight and didn't bother to look at her. He hugged her and went straight out of the villa.

Walking to the car, Jing xiaocan glances at Gu Zian standing by.

Unexpectedly, Gu Zian looked at her nervously, lowered his head and respectfully opened the door, "Jing xiaocan, get on the bus.

"Where are you going?" Jing xiaocan sits in the car, glances at the cold man next to him, turns around and puts his head out to ask Gu Zian.

Gu Zian looked dignified and hesitated. "Jing xiaocan doesn't have to ask. You'll know when you get there." with that, he took a detour to the other side of the car and sat in the co driver.

The next second, the car sped away.