C136 Do you think your husband is handsome?

Do you think your husband is particularly handsome?

"I know, be obedient. I can't accompany you to the maternity exam for the time being. You and Aunt Lan, go together. Be careful on the road."

With that said, Xiao Yan hung up without waiting for Song Xiazhi to say anything.

Song Xiazhi grabbed his phone, and was stunned on the other side of the phone.

As for Xiao Yan, he kept dialing Qiao Mo's cell phone, but the other party had indicated that her phone had already been shut down.

Qiao Mo must have boarded the plane from New York airport, so Zhao Qian sent people to investigate it.

The reason why Huo Xing came back to question Xiao Yan was probably not because he wanted to ask where Xiao Yan had hidden him, but to warn him not to get any closer to Qiao Mo.

It was very possible that Huo Xing had already found out where Qiao Mo had gone to.

At the airport, it wasn't hard to find someone with a record of identity.

Half an hour later, Zhao Qian strode in from the outside, pushed the door open and said, "Boss, we've found where madam went. Madam went to the Switzerland, and I also found out that madam reported a group of travelers to Switzerland's Girl Peak and Ironheart Peak. I think Madam went to see the snow mountain in the Switzerland."

Xiao Yan nodded, and only then did he calm down.

Since he was only going on a trip, he was probably going for a walk. Nothing bad would happen to him.

He looked at his afternoon schedule and instructed Zhao Qian, "You can push this week's schedule all to next week. Help me book a flight ticket to Switzerland."

Zhao Qian was stunned, but he was instead brimming with energy and vitality. "Alright, I'll go now!"

The Boss finally understood. Presumably … I'm going after my wife.

It was true that Song Xiazhi was good to the BOSS, but Madam was the one who placed the BOSS at the top of her heart.

Ten-odd hours later, Xiao Yan arrived at Switzerland, covered in dust.

He rented a car and drove straight to Maiden Peak and Ironheart Peak.

After not sleeping for twenty whole hours, he suddenly feared that if Huo Xing had found Qiao Mo in advance …

Or if he found Qiao Mo ahead of time, would their ending change?

The speed of the black car was very fast.

Xiao Yan's heavy heart, however, slowly relaxed.

This was the first time since Qiao Mo appeared that he was not so conflicted.

… ….

In Qiao Mo's impression, the Switzerland should have been wrapped in white. The sky and the earth were boundless, and all the details and scenery were covered by white snow.

The monotony of white was pure.

In front of him, a young couple was trying to take pictures of the snow mountains along the way. The wife in the husband's arms clamored as if she wanted to take a photo, while the husband kissed her on the cheek and said in an especially warm tone, "Good girl, if you can't take a picture while sitting in the car, it's just a blur. When we get to Mount Switzerland, I'll give you a good beating. "

Qiao Mo smiled, turned her head, and looked at the scenery before him.

There were many mountain ranges in Mount Switzerland, after Qiao Mo got off the carriage, he stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the majestic and continuous snowy mountain, and immediately exclaimed in admiration.

Qiao Mo was enjoying the scenery of the fields of Europe and couldn't help but to stop. Opening the window at the side, she took a deep breath of the solemn air that belonged to the Mount Switzerland.

As the car slowly arrived at the top of the mountain, the tourists impatiently jumped off the tour car. They all took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the Mount Switzerland at the tourist inn on the mountain top, where the sun was setting in the west.

The snow-covered mountain peak fell into the small camera.

Qiao Mo didn't have any gloves on, so her hands that were holding the reverse hand were almost frozen to the point that it was about to fall off.

After clapping for a while, she obediently entered the restaurant at the top of the mountain to get warm. This was her first time coming to such a high snow mountain. As expected, she did not have much experience and did not have much clothes wrapped around her body.

Although the tour guide had instructed him many times to not go out alone at night, Qiao Mo had this kind of personality and was very stubborn.

She didn't believe that there just happened to be an avalanche or something.

Even if she was unlucky and met with an avalanche that was rarely seen in a hundred years, she did not believe that the heavens would let her die so happily.

Death was the most cowardly and simplest way to end the restrictions and pain.

The white snow illuminated the entire area, emitting a silver light that was cold. Qiao Mo's lips were trembling, and her arms were unsteadily holding onto the snowy scene at Ironstone Mountain.

There was a large snowy plain on top of the mountain. She didn't hesitate to climb down. Her feet moved very slowly in the snow, and she didn't notice the tall and straight man who was about ten meters behind her.

The scenery in front of his eyes was just too beautiful. Qiao Mo excitedly hugged the solo as he jogged to the side of Iron Force Mountain, planning to take a picture of the scenery below. Normally, his skid-proof boots might still be at the starting point, but in the snowy plains, they didn't gain much, and it would still be difficult for him to move a single step forward.

His line of sight was blocked by the camera, and could only see the road in front of him. He did not notice at all that there was a big rock that was hidden under the snow beneath his feet, and his body tripped over. The good thing was that this part of the road was a slope, and the rock that was hanging around his neck was smashed into the snow.

In addition to the sound of her own body rolling around, there was also a sudden shout. She must have been stunned to hear that familiar low and hoarse male voice.

"Qiao Mo!"

Even when she was hugged by a powerful arm and rolled all the way to the ground, Qiao Mo's heart was still violently trembling. She did not dare to open her eyes, and only tenaciously hugged onto that person's chest, almost unable to breathe.

The only sound that could be heard was the sound of breathing.

It was only a few seconds, but it felt like a long time had passed.

"Are you hurt?"

That person had been hugging her tightly. His hoarse voice rumbled into her eardrums.

She did not speak for a long time. It was as if she had been frozen in place.

The eyes that were buried in the man's chest were tightly shut, but why was he still nervous? It was an unexplainable feeling of nervousness.

Xiao Yan's back was stuck to the snow ground and his body was also pressed down by Qiao Mo. At this moment, the person in his embrace did not move at all and he tightly held the woman in his embrace, before asking again, "Speak, are you injured anywhere?"

The calm and solemn voice of the man contained slight nervousness and trembling.

Qiao Mo remained silent. After a while, she crawled up from his body and knelt in the ice-cold snow, stabilizing her beating heart, her expression was calm and strange. She asked indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

Hearing his voice, Qiao Mo's heart trembled, he was unable to maintain his calm.

Countless thoughts popped into her mind. Why did he come with her, why did he 'bump into her' her here?

She did not dare to think further. She did not want to think too deeply into it. It was most likely just a thought. With a light touch, all her hopes would be gone.

Xiao Yan did not immediately sit up from the snow, but laid down in the snow instead, looked up at the starry sky and laughed: "This Mount Switzerland isn't yours, why can't I come?"

Qiao Mo's hands were about to freeze solid. The bottom of her heart sank slightly as she watched the man lying on the snow softly spew out a truth, "Xiao Yan, we separated long ago."

He then lazily sat up, one kneeling, one sitting, and he couldn't feel cold at all. He then looked at her serious, white face, and said after a long while: "I had thought that after getting divorced, we would be able to remarry. Moreover, we haven't divorced yet, and you're still my Mrs. Xiao on my marriage certificate."

Qiao Mo was startled, did he also know about this matter?

But so what? Even if there was no divorce right now, sooner or later, they would have to leave. There would always be a Song Xiazhi between them, and a child between them.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you about this right now."

She was about to stand up, but she didn't expect a pain in her ankle. She suddenly fell and was held tightly in his arms, and the two of them once again became the same posture they had been in when they tumbled down. She lay on top of him, her entire body in his embrace, pressed against his chest.

He embraced her in such a manner without the slightest hesitation. Instead, he sighed and said, "It just so happens that I don't have the mood to bother about these matters with you right now."

Qiao Mo crawled up from his body and retreated a distance away, "What are you doing here?"

He didn't answer, but looked at her with a burning gaze. In the end, he stood up and extended his hand towards her, who was kneeling on the ground.

She reluctantly grabbed his hand. When she wasn't prepared for it, he actually reached out and pulled her into his embrace. His voice was so light and distant, as if he was blown away by the wind right after he finished speaking, but the scalding air still filled her ears for a long time.

"I came along with you."

She could barely hear him as he let her go slightly. He squinted at her feet and said coldly, "Can your feet walk?"

His voice was cold, but his tone was soft.

Qiao Mo was still in a daze just now, unable to say a single word. She had turned around too quickly, and was helpless to do anything about it.

The noble and upright man in front of him had already squatted down and patted his shoulder. "Come up."

She bit her lip. "Thank you, I don't need it."

What were these two separated people, the broken relationship between husband and wife, and now?

— Breaking the mirror and re-forming the circle? Heh.

She was just about to lift her foot and leave. Her foot was really disappointing. She couldn't move it no matter how hard she tried. It was as if she was stuck in a snowfield, unable to move no matter how hard she tried.

Xiao Yan glanced at her sideways, his eyebrows knitted together slightly, and looked at her a little impatiently, "You can't get up there?"

There was a consistent tone of command in that voice.

Qiao Mo was finally accustomed to it and was used to pandering to Xiao Yan. She embarrassedly bit her lips and in the end reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck and climbed onto his back.

After two years, this was the first time she had carefully observed Xiao Yan. From her point of view, his eyelashes were not shorter than a girl's;

If they didn't speak, and just stayed silent, Qiao Mo would really think that they were a normal couple. His wife had twisted her legs, and her caring husband was carrying her back to the hotel to rest.

However, Xiao Yan was a tyrannical man, and was destined to not choose to be calm. In the end, he would break all the rules and develop his man.

In the past, his domineering attitude had enabled her world to be completely destroyed.

She was in a daze when he asked in a light voice: "Do you think your husband is very handsome?"