C94 secret divorce

In the soft, dim light, Xiao Yan stared fixedly at the delicate Qiao Mo in front of him.

For a moment, Qiao Mo avoided the man's deep, fiery eyes.

She lowered her eyelashes and spoke slowly: "It's too late to say anything now, Xiao Yan, the two of us taking this step, isn't something that can be done in a day and a night."

The relationship between the two of them, at this point, was no longer something that could be resumed just by fixing one or two things.

Between them, from tiny cracks, they slowly split open, forming a huge hole. This hole, no matter what was used to fill it up, could not be filled.

Xiao Yan held the diamond ring tightly in his hand, and his expression sank a little. "Nothing, whether it's late or not, whether it's possible. Qiao Mo, as long as you are willing, you can start over with anything."

Qiao Mo laughed, and her slender hands caressed her lower abdomen, "What about this child? Can you accept him? "

"As long as we can defeat this child, we …"

Qiao Mo immediately interrupted Xiao Yan and denied his words, "Xiao Yan, you are wrong. You cannot. Even if you knock him out, as long as you don't trust me, the knot in your heart will always remain. It doesn't matter if this child is yours or not. Do you think that Rong Chengmo and I are impure? Do you think that I am the kind of woman with an aqua flower [1]? So we have nothing to repeat. Even if we do it a hundred times, a thousand times, the result won't change. "

In the past, Qiao Mo didn't understand, she felt that love was everything within a marriage. It was only now that Qiao Mo understood that in marriage, the most important thing was not love, but trust.

If the foundation of marriage did not exist, no matter how much love there was, it would all be in vain.

Xiao Yan was obviously stunned.

He was even rendered speechless by Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo curled her lips, "See, you cannot accept this child. Therefore, the best way to deal with this marriage was to get divorced. If you think it will affect your public image, that's all right. We can get a secret divorce, and I won't tell anyone that we're divorced. But don't worry, after I get divorced, I will walk far, and will not interfere with your matters. Xiao Yan, I … "

"Enough?"

Xiao Yan coldly said, and directly interrupted Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo opened her lips and looked at him, "I …"

"In your heart, is all our relationship so worthless?"

Xiao Yan questioned her.

"You were the one who initially thought it was worthless, not me."

In the beginning, he didn't treasure it, didn't care about it, and even … Discard.

Qiao Mo was a normal girl, she could not stand behind Xiao Yan while being injured continuously, and she would also feel heartache and feel lonely.

She had given him chances in her heart time and time again, but the reality was that he continued to hurt her.

She didn't want to be alone in this deep hole anymore.

Xiao Yan took out a cigarette from his pocket, and used his thumb and forefinger to pinch it forcefully, a look of patience appeared in his deep eyes. He was extremely impatient, and he frowned his eyebrows tightly, as if he couldn't calm down no matter what.

He seemed to want to smoke. He took out the lighter, but kept it impatiently. Then, he put his left hand back into his pocket. The cigarette in his right hand had been crushed into pieces.

Qiao Mo bit her lips and said indifferently: "It's not convenient to sleep here, you should still …"

"You don't need to rush, I will leave."

Xiao Yan replied coldly.

Qiao Mo did not say anything more. Looking at the slowly disappearing back figure, she only felt her chest extremely stuffy and stuffy.

The moonlight poured in from the hospital ward.

Qiao Mo lied on the sickbed, rolling over and over, without a trace of sleepiness.

The cellphone's screen beside them lit up.

Qiao Mo opened her eyes and took her phone over.

It was a text from Feng Che.

"Xiaoxiao, before I returned to my country, I heard from Uncle Qiao that you were married, and that the other party was a very good man. Actually, I'm already hesitating whether my return home and your recognition will be another burden on you. But tonight, I do not regret fighting with Xiao Yan at all. I don't know what happened between you two, but as the only blood relative of this world who is related to you, if you really want to divorce Xiao Yan, then I will hire the best lawyer to fight this divorce case for you. As long as you nod your head, I will do it for you. "

Qiao Mo looked at the lit up screen and felt her heart stop.

She locked and turned on the phone, then edited a message and sent it back to Feng Che.

"I want to settle this myself. If he really couldn't solve the problem... I'll ask you to come out then. This is a problem between Xiao Yan and I. If possible, for Xiao Yan, and also for me, I hope for a peaceful solution. "

Not long after, Feng Che sent another message.

"Whether you want to come back to America with me or not, I will respect your opinion. Xiaoxiao, I just hope that you can be happy. "

Qiao Mo looked at the screen, through this cold and merciless communication device, she could actually feel a trace of warmth. Even though the person on the other side was her brother, who had only met her a few days after being twenty-two years late, it was probably due to the miraculous relationship between their bloodlines, causing her ice-cold chest to feel a strange warmth.

"I will think about the future and be responsible for myself."

As for Xiao Yan, she really didn't have the strength to chase after him anymore.

After Qiao Mo sent this short message, she turned off her phone.

Although, she knew that Xiao Yan wasn't someone that was easy to deal with, nor someone that was easy to deal with.

Looking at his current state, if he did not take the initiative to let loose and Qiao Mo did not invite a lawyer to sue, then this marriage would continue to drag on.

At this point in time, Qiao Mo no longer had any thoughts of turning back and starting anew with Xiao Yan.

He was probably tired …

After Xiao Yan left the hospital, he drove the Venerable One hundreds of kilometers as if he was flying. At night, on the highway, there were barely any traffic.

In his mind, he was actually subconsciously recalling every single detail he had with Qiao Mo back then.

For some reason, he had a premonition that not long after, Qiao Mo, this woman he was already accustomed to staying by his side, would completely and permanently leave him.

His heart felt waves of pain.

It was indescribably uncomfortable, as it was accumulating in his chest, causing him to almost squeeze out all of the oxygen in his chest, suffocating him.

How could he have come to this late stage and lost the opportunity time and time again amidst so many "indifference"?

The viscount's speed had reached a limit. On the empty highway, the wind rustled by the windows.

The man's fingers, sharp as knuckles, firmly gripped the steering wheel. Finally, at the next critical point, it exploded and boiled over.

Due to his extreme speed, no matter how good the performance of a top grade sports car was, it still let out a sharp cry.

Xiao Yan did not even fasten his seat belt, as his entire body fiercely leaned towards the steering wheel.

The car was on the verge of colliding with the high-speed fence.

The man, however, didn't show any signs of panic or fear. Instead, he opened the car door and arrogantly parked his car on the highway across the river. Leaning against the car, he blew the river breeze, lit up his cigarette, and violently smoked.

One after the other, he left behind a circle of cigarette butts on the ground, with no intention of stopping.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Xiao Yan picked up the phone with the cigarette in his mouth.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

Zhao Qian's voice wasn't light. When he heard the fierce sound of wind, he couldn't help but ask, "Boss, where are you?"

Xiao Yan frowned. The cigarette in his mouth was scattered by the river wind.

"Speak, what is it?"

"Feng Che's identity has been investigated, and... About the relationship between the wife and Feng Che … "

"Send it to my phone."

After hanging up, Zhao Qian sent the email to Xiao Yan's phone.

Xiao Yan tapped it open. Regarding Feng Che's identity, and Qiao Mo's background …

There were also some eye-catching words, "Golden Age Building", "tofu dregs" …

Xiao Yan held the tip of the cigarette at the corner of his mouth in his hand, and fiercely pinched the tip of the scarlet cigarette. The heat at the tip of his finger was slowly warming up, burning his skin until it burned with an excruciating pain.

Just like that, he continuously crushed the burning cigarette butt.

Twenty two years ago, Xiao's was still not Xiao's, it was Golden Age Group.

At that time, he was only ten years old. His father, Xu Baoyun, and Xiao Ru Qing's relationship had always been cold and indifferent.

Golden Age Group's growth was extremely fast, and the merchants only saw the benefits in their eyes. No matter how good their hearts were, there would always be dark spots in the red.

The bean curd project is so common in this industry that it is almost commonplace.

However, as the "Golden Age Group" was a huge and complicated group, there were plenty of people hiding in the dark. There were also people pulling the supreme ruler down from his horse. There were a lot of people present.

That year, due to the tofu project, eight people were accidentally killed during the high altitude operations. The remaining people were either disabled or paralyzed.

The man was the pillar of a family. The news about the project of Golden Age quickly spread, killing not a dozen people but more than a dozen families.

That year, when Xiao Yan was ten years old, he clearly remembered that Xiao Ru Qing had locked him in the attic of his villa and forbidden him to go out.

However, from the crack of the small window in the pavilion, little Xiao Yan could still see the villa in front of his house. Often, there would be people burning paper money and wreaths day and night.

Leaning on the side of the carriage, Xiao Yan's hands and feet were numb from the cold.

That year, displaced families included. Qiao Mo?

The heavens had arranged for Qiao Mo to return to his side once more, but he did not properly make up to her.

The phone was tightly grasped in Xiao Yan's hand.

His head began to ache again. It felt as if countless vines were growing inside it, expanding at a rapid speed and on the verge of exploding.

He reached out and pressed his aching head.

When the pain was about to explode, Xiao Yan's face was as white as paper. His forehead was covered in cold sweat as he leaned on the carriage and slowly slid down, slowly sitting on the ground while leaning on the carriage.

His breathing became weaker and weaker.

At this moment, his phone rang again.

Zhao Qian's second call.

The other party seemed to be worried, "Boss, are you alright?"

When Zhao Qian heard the heavy breathing on the other side of the phone, his heart trembled. "Boss!" What's the matter with you? "

However, Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and ordered word by word. "Nobody is allowed to speak about what happened tonight! Especially Qiao Mo! "

"Boss, what happened to you?"

"Did you hear what I said?!"

Zhao Qian nodded with hesitation. "Yes."

He would not say a word about his wife's life.

The pain in his head slowly subsided after experiencing the last wave of pain. He let out a long breath and was about to collapse from exhaustion.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Qian was silent for a moment, then he pursed his lips and said, "Boss, the comprehensive medical examination you did at Dr. Jin is already out. Dr. Jin said … "

"What?"

"Dr. Jin said to ask you to come personally."

Xiao Yan paused for a moment, his eyes flashed with a deep understanding, and only after a long while did he reply: "I know."