C115 Restaurant reunion

Qiao Mo's entire body stiffened, and all her movements froze.

Her face was as pale as paper. When she raised her head, she saw a man and a woman entering a first-class residence arm in arm.

Xiao Yan and Song Xiazhi walked over and Qiao Mo panicked. The cup of water beside her hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into glass fragments and splashing water all over the bottom of Qiao Mo's pants.

The waiter hurried over when he heard the noise.

"Miss, what happened?"

Qiao Mo's heart seemed like it was about to jump out of her throat, she was unable to even speak.

The waiter asked worriedly, "Miss, are you hurt from the scald?"

"I'm fine."

The gazes of Xiao Yan and Song Xiazhi also came over at the same time.

The instant Song Xiazhi met Qiao Mo's gaze, the paleness of her face was not inferior to Qiao Mo's.

Her lips were parted, and the shock and horror in her eyes was more than anything else.

Qiao Mo... She had returned.

Xiao Yan's mind was sharp, he quickly felt that Song Xiazhi's body had stiffened, and lowered his head and gently asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Xiazhi hurriedly turned around, and said while holding onto her chest: "I suddenly feel very stuffy. Big Brother Xiao, can we change to another place to eat?"

Xiao Yan's thoughts were meticulous, how could he not notice that something was amiss with Song Xiazhi? His serene and deep gaze unperturbed fell on the nearby Qiao Mo.

Coincidentally, she was also watching him.

And at that instant, when their gazes met, it was as if Qiao Mo's entire world had quietened down, and her eyes were filled with this man.

But his eyes, so serene, so bleak, like a stranger's, were sizing her up.

There was not the slightest ripple in the depths of his eyes.

Maybe Xiao Yan was really too skilled, to even be able to conceal himself so completely. In the depths of his eyes, she couldn't find a single trace of disguise.

Qiao Mo lowered her head in the end and sat back down on her seat, tightly holding onto her burnt hand.

Luo Luo was so angry that she almost jumped out of her chair and tried to argue with Xiao Yan, but she was stopped by Qiao Mo.

"Luo Luo, don't go!"

"Why? The two of them acted as if they didn't know you! On what basis?! "

Qiao Mo bit her lips and pleaded, "Consider it as me begging you, leave me some dignity …"

As Song Xiazhi left while holding Xiao Yan's arm, Xiao Yan couldn't help but turn around to take another look at Qiao Mo.

This woman looked familiar.

But after a while, he didn't remember where he'd seen it before.

But why was it that even though she was only a stranger, she looked at him with such sorrow … And with a little bit of yearning?

Did she know him?

Song Xiazhi saw that Qiao Mo's reaction was huge, and after she got on the carriage, her hands, were even continuously trembling.

Xiao Yan didn't know what was wrong with her. He held her hand that was on his lap and asked with a frown, "What's wrong? Sick? "

She shook her head and pretended to be calm. "I, I may have caught a cold. Big Brother Xiao, let's go home. I suddenly feel uncomfortable. "

Xiao Yan nodded and started the car.

As the viscount entered the traffic, Xiao Yan asked: "Do you know the young miss who broke the glass in the dining hall?"

Song Xiazhi's heart was fiercely shocked. She nervously tugged at her skirt, and carefully raised her eyes to ask. "Big brother Xiao, why would you ask such a question?"

"I think you're very responsive. Moreover, I also think that lady looks a little familiar. "

Xiao Yan's words were said calmly, but in Song Xiazhi's heart, it was as if a time bomb had been ignited, and in an unknown moment, it would explode.

His mind was blank and there was only one thought left in it —

Qiao Mo, she's back, she's back …

She will take away Big Brother Xiao, and everything that belongs to her, Song Xiazhi, will be taken away by her.

"How is that possible? I don't know her. Elder Brother Xiao, you're overthinking it."

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, "Really? I thought you knew each other. "

"Big Brother Xiao, why do you think that?"

Xiao Yan smiled playfully, "Perhaps I was really overthinking it. The gaze she gave me was a little strange. It doesn't look like the look of a complete stranger. "

Song Xiazhi leaned on the front passenger seat, her eyes focused and looking at the man's face, "Perhaps Big Brother Xiao is too handsome, even an unfamiliar lady would want to take a few more glances at you."

Xiao Yan laughed, and did not speak further.

On the way, he remained silent.

As for the Jiang-Nan First Pin Residence, they were eating a proper old dinner. Because of the sudden appearance of Xiao Yan and his, they ate in an extremely depressed and depressing manner.

Qiao Mo had been absent-minded all night.

Luo Luo scolded as she ate, "Silently, if I were you, I would have already charged forward to give Xiao Yan a few resounding slaps! He used to hurt you so much, but now he doesn't even say hello when he meets you! And he even showed up so close to your love rival! Do you think he did it on purpose? "

Qiao Mo lifted the small wine cup on the table, drained it in one gulp, and then heavily slammed the cup on the table. "So what if you hit me? She and I have already divorced. Even if he were to come over to greet me, what can she say to me? Speak, Qiao Mo, long time no see? "It's meaningless. I might as well just pretend that I don't know him."

What she was even more afraid of was that Xiao Yan would pull Song Xiazhi's hand and introduce him to her with a smile —

"Qiao Mo, this is my wife, Song Xiazhi."

Mrs. Xiao...

It once belonged to her.

Qiao Mo drank another cup of white wine. No one knew if it was because of the spiciness or some other reason, but her eyes were slowly soaked.

As the strong liquor entered his stomach, it made his internal organs feel like they were on fire.

But she was still cold.

Now, the one standing beside him was another woman, not her, not her …

He looked even calmer than he had two years ago, and his entire demeanor was much calmer. The only thing that did not change was that when he looked at someone, his gaze was so bleak, without a single trace of emotion.

Maybe, compared to Xiao Yan, she would never be able to do this.

How many years of cultivation would it take to pretend that he did not know her?

Qiao Mo was drunk.

Luo Luo escorted her to the hotel she had booked in advance. She lay on the pure white bed of the hotel and was extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiao Yan..."

Qiao Mo grabbed onto one of her hands as she laughed bitterly: "I saw the wedding ring on Song Xiazhi's ring finger …."

Luo Luo was angry and pained at the same time. She held Qiao Mo's hand and comforted him: "Let's not talk about these two anymore! Don't cry anymore, just be silent! "

It was unknown if Qiao Mo was really drunk or if she just wanted to be drunk. She quietly shed tears and looked at the sky with empty eyes.

Xiao Yan and Song Xiazhi were married.

Oh right, Song Xiazhi was pregnant two years ago. If there were no problems and everything went well, their child should already be over a year old.

Child...

What about her children?

"Luo Luo... "I really don't feel good …"

The pain in his heart didn't fade with the passage of time.

No matter how much tenacity she trained, the moment she saw Xiao Yan, all of them crumbled and fell apart.

Xiao Family Villa.

Ever since Song Xiazhi had returned from the First Rank Residence, she had been feeling unwell and had long been laying on the bed to rest.

Inside the study room, after Xiao Yan finished handling the matters, he stood in front of the french window and suddenly remembered the woman who smashed the glass in a pint house.

His right hand went into his pocket and found a diamond ring.

It was the first ring.

He gently caressed his finger on his abdomen, and for some reason, it was as if he had poured his heart and soul into this ring for a very long time. Even though he had chosen a new ring for Song Xiazhi, he still kept this ring.

Who was its true master?

Was it really Song Xiazhi?

Xiao Yan suddenly started to doubt that ever since the surgery, he had never deliberately asked about those things from the past, and had naturally taken Song Xiazhi as his wife. However, he suddenly realized, although theoretically speaking, Song Xiazhi should be his most intimate person, in his mind, other than a blank space, there was no other impression that he had of her.

His heart had always been empty.

He had always thought that it was because of his thirty-two years of lost memories.

He bitterly smiled. He remembered that he had told Jing Yu that the past wasn't important, but the present was important. However, when he recalled, he felt weak and pale.

Don't remember the past, and how to continue now?

In these two years, other than his work, he did not have a single trace of chaos. In fact, his life had been a complete mess.

He was used to this kind of chaos.

On the desk, there were a few Design Draft s.

He held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. If these Design Draft were given to him by someone else, then who was the designer?

Why did he have to give him these Design Draft?

He gave Su Jingyu a call, "Hello, Jing Yu." Let's meet tomorrow night. "

Su Jingyu was flattered, "You actually took the initiative to meet me?" "How rare!"

"I have something to ask you."

"Let's meet at the same place then."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, his gaze landed on the Design Draft. For some reason, his intuition told him that these Design Draft were closely connected to his past. Since the owner of these Design Draft were not Song Xiazhi, then who else could they be?

In the morning of the second day, Qiao Mo was woken up by Luo Luo's chain call.

"Silently, come to the Charm Bar tonight, I've been falling in love with someone recently!"

Qiao Mo had a headache, she rubbed her temples and asked, "Why do you want to go to a bar when you like someone?"

She'd had a rare drink last night, and if she went to the bar again tonight, she might touch some.

Spare her.

"The handsome guy I like, he's a bartender at the seductive bar!"

Qiao Mo wanted to reject him, "That won't do, I need to finalize it after I enter next Monday."

"Are you still my good sister? It will be finalized next Monday, and there's still Saturday weekend! Come on! "

"Alright, but for the last time tonight, after tonight, I won't be able to go crazy with you. I have to work."

"Alright, alright!"

After Qiao Mo finished her breakfast, she turned on the computer and looked at the requirements for the electronic contract.

As he slightly planned out the Design Draft's plan, his mind was in a mess, filled with the scene of him reuniting with Xiao Yan last night.

She closed her notebook and closed her eyes to rest.

She should have known that when she met him, she would mess up all her tempo and sense of propriety.

If one day, she could calmly smile and greet him, then on that day, she really wouldn't care about him anymore.

She closed her eyes and the phone beside her vibrated.

Caller ID, Huo Xing.

Coincidentally, she also wanted to relieve the pressure.

After answering Huo Xing's call, Huo Xing asked, "How does it feel to be back home?"

Qiao Mo laughed bitterly, "Nothing, are you a spy sent by my brother?"

Huo Xing couldn't help but laugh. "My mom recently adopted a child. Every day, she's been urging me to get married and give birth to a child so that she can get a grandson as soon as possible."

"Auntie adopted a child?"

"Yes, now the child is by my side and comes to my office. He keeps on calling me dad and it makes my head hurt."

Qiao Mo burst out in laughter, "What good fortune you have."

"Silence."

"Hmm?"

"If you were here, he'd call you Mama."

Qiao Mo stared blankly for a long time as she held her mobile, "... I have no objection to being the child's godmother. "