C173 Save him. A visitor.

Save him from. A visitor.

This night, Xiao Yan slept soundly.

But Qiao Mo kept staring at him, her eyebrows, her nose, his thin lips … There was the outline of his face, as if it were about to be etched into her memory.

When dawn broke, she would be leaving him.

Qiao Mo gazed at the slightly white horizon outside. Beside her, Xiao Yan was sleeping soundly, so she was not worried that he would wake up with her usual alertness.

She had put a sleeping pill in the soup she had given him last night.

Enough for him to sleep until noon today.

Qiao Mo moved closer, kissed his lips, and said with a muffled voice. "Ah Yan, I'm sorry. I may really become a small rice bucket. "

If you hang yourself on a hook for a hundred years, the one who goes back on his word will be a puppy.

This promise was like arsenic soaked in honey. In Qiao Mo's mouth, it was bitter and sweet.

Qiao Mo got up from the bed and cooked her breakfast in the microwave. When Xiao Yan woke up, it would be ready to eat in two minutes.

She made a lot of fresh bread and watched as the empty fridge with the double doors was refilled. She felt a wave of disappointment.

This time, she really had to leave.

… ….

During the Spring Festival in Haicheng, it was still warm and cold at first, but little snowflakes floated in the sky, which was silvery white.

Qiao Mo dragged her luggage and stood in the courtyard, raising her head to look at the floor above, she remained silent and solemn.

She watched for a long time before finally turning around and leaving the New Garden Villa.

… ….

When Xiao Yan woke up, it was already late in the morning.

His head felt sore, and after sleeping for a while, his thoughts became a mess.

The man's slender and strong fingers pressed against his temple, clearing his mind.

The other side was empty.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, but did not suspect too much, thinking that Qiao Mo had woken up early to make breakfast.

After washing up, he went downstairs only to find that there was not a single person in the living room. Only small rice bucket was by the side of the sofa, leaning against the French window, basking in the sunlight.

Seeing Xiao Yan going downstairs, the small rice bucket immediately ran over and barked.

Xiao Yan bent over and touched the small rice bucket, asking, "Where's Little Mo?"

small rice bucket barked twice, then he would run out the door and return in a while to pull on Xiao Yan's trousers.

In Xiao Yan's heart, there was an inexplicable burst of panic.

He saw that there was a Post-it note on the microwave in the kitchen.

"Breakfast is in the microwave. It'll be ready in two minutes."

Xiao Yan took off the sticky note and studied it for a few seconds.

He seemed to have thought of something, he opened his long legs, walked to the living room, picked up his phone, and called Qiao Mo.

However, other than a cold, mechanical female voice answering him, there was nothing else.

His phone was always turned off.

Where did Qiao Mo go?

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, wiped his face, and slapped it towards Zhao Qian.

"Send for Madame at the station, at the airport! Immediately! "

Xiao Yan's voice could not help but increase.

The veins on the back of his hand bulged faintly on his clenched fist.

As his mind was in a state of confusion, he quickly organized his thoughts and suddenly discovered many clues.

Qiao Mo would occasionally cry while hiding in his embrace due to the abnormality, and every time she mentioned the child's unusual expression …

In the end … What was going on?

How could he be so slow?

The journey to Yunnan was like a gift she wanted to be with him at the end.

Xiao Yan looked up and suddenly realized that other than some of Qiao Mo's clothes and purse, there was also the wedding photo that was always on the table.

She left, she really left …

But why, Xiao Yan could not understand.

She remembered the night before New Year's Eve. She had asked him if he wanted to have children. Her eyes were filled with disappointment. How could he not have noticed?

She had mentioned the child more than once. Could it be …?

There was also something going on between Su Qingwan and her …

How could he be aware of these heretics now?

Xiao Yan called Su Qingwan and went straight to the point. "Did Qiao Mo go to your place to see a doctor?"

Su Qingwan was slightly stunned. She seemed to have sensed something and asked, "What? You called me so early in the morning just to ask me about this?"

"Let me ask you, is Qiao Mo going to visit you for treatment? "Answer me!"

Xiao Yan didn't have any extra patience to slowly interrogate Su Qingwan again.

Su Qingwan regretfully said, "Qiao Mo left? Why are you in such a hurry? "

"What happened to Qiao Mo?!"

Su Qingwan spoke word by word, "Qiao Mo has miscarried twice. Ah Yan, she has already lost the ability to give birth to a child. Even if you loved her now, in the future, how could a family without children last long? "What's more …"

"I want Qiao Mo, I only want Qiao Mo! Whether or not Qiao Mo gave birth to a child, it has nothing to do with me wanting her! "

Xiao Yan directly refused Su Qingwan's words. After saying his final words, he hung up the phone.

His breathing was ragged and disordered.

The fact that Qiao Mo was unable to bear children caught him somewhat unprepared.

But what made him even more worried was that Qiao Mo had left without saying goodbye.

Other than anxiety, there was also anger in his heart.

Why did this woman feel that he was unable to accept her?

She was not a tool the Xiao family would use to reproduce their descendants. She was Xiao Yan's wife, so what if she couldn't give birth to her successor?!

At this moment, the phone rang again.

According to the caller ID, Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian said from the other side, "Boss, Hai Cheng train station and airport have all been searched, but we haven't been able to find Madam. I think Madam may have taken a bus and don't need an ID card, so it's very difficult to find her."

Xiao Yan wiped his face, calmed down, and coldly analyzed: "Since she took the bus, then it means that she is not far away, and is still in a nearby city, near a city, search one by one for me!"

"Yes, I'll go look for it now."

The small rice bucket that was squatting beside his feet moaned twice and pitifully rubbed against his ankle.

Xiao Yan carried small rice bucket with a handsome face and a hint of disappointment flashed past his eyes. He muttered hoarsely, as if he was speaking to small rice bucket, and also as if he was talking to himself, "Little Mo has left, why didn't he even say goodbye?"

Was she going to leave him because she might not have children?

Selfish to think, this is fulfillment, this is love.

Xiao Yan was such an arrogant man, he did not care about those preposterous logic, nor did he care about those common gazes. He loved someone, and no matter how bad that person was, he would do everything in his power to keep her by his side.

Who said they could let go of someone they loved? He wanted to keep her by his side, to keep her by his side and to keep on loving her whenever he was by his side.

… ….

Qiao Mo left too quickly and cleanly, not leaving a single clue behind for Xiao Yan.

Even if she was in a city near Seahold, it would be hard to find her in a short period of time.

When Xiao Yan was in a meeting, he was almost absent-minded.

However, he instructed Zhao Qian to arrange a series of meal times.

Zhao Qian was fiercely stunned, I'm afraid … The BOSS's sudden request was due to his wife leaving without a word.

It was just after the Spring Festival, so everyone was lazy. At this time, those who could come out to accompany their customers and their superiors were the ones who just wanted to climb up the ladder, those who didn't have the slightest kinship.

After seating, Xiao Yan was expressionless. He faced a group of people who were flattering and smiling in return, and his expression did not change at all.

It was unknown who came to toast a large table with a cup of wine, but a few words about "Mrs. Xiao" were inadvertently brought up. The blue and white porcelain cup in Xiao Yan's hand shattered with a smack on the table.

In that instant, fresh blood flowed freely from the palm of his hand.

But Xiao Yan's expression, from start to finish, did not change in the slightest.

Zhao Qian worriedly came over and asked, "Boss, do you want to leave the seat first?"

However, Xiao Yan used his injured hand to pick up a pair of chopsticks and grabbed some food, but he just placed them into a bowl and refused to eat them.

Everyone was dumbstruck, they were afraid that Xiao Yan would remain calm and collected like this.

He was only concerned: "Mr. Xiao, do you want to go to the hospital and bind your hands up? If it gets inflamed, it's not good. "

Xiao Yan fiercely glanced at that person and finally got up and tightly clenched the hand that was dripping with blood. There was still some blue and white porcelain in the center of his palm, but he didn't feel any pain while holding it.

When Xiao Yan and Zhao Qian came out of the private room, the snow outside had already begun to fall harder and harder.

Seahold has had a lot of snowy weather this year.

Xiao Yan stood at the entrance of the hotel and looked up at the snow falling from the sky. He remembered that back in Yunnan, Qiao Mo had a high fever and on the way to the clinic, she had lied down on his back and asked for a promise.

A hundred years is not allowed to change. But he hasn't changed yet, so why did she have to promise to change her hind legs?

Child, she just wanted a child, so how hard would it be?

Even if the road ahead was bumpy, even if she couldn't have children, given how advanced her medical skills were, how could she be so foolish as to leave him behind after a short discussion?

Could it be that he was truly afraid that he would turn his back on her?

However, how could he? He had said before that whether or not the child would become a beauty or not, it would be enough with her by his side.

How could she be so foolish as to not understand his heart at all?

The warm blood still flowed from the cut on the palm of his hand, but Xiao Yan tightly clenched his fist, not saying a word.

Zhao Qian was worried, he took a step forward and comforted, "Boss, the person that was sent to look for Madam should have news soon. Don't be too anxious, madam might just want to go out and relax, or else she'll be back soon."

… ….

When Xiao Yan returned to New Garden Villa, the room was completely dark, one could not even see his five fingers.

He was clearly not drunk, but his steps were a bit unstable.

Normally, when Qiao Mo was in New Garden Villa, even if she slept, she would leave a light for him.

But at this moment, there was no one left in the huge villa.

It was unknown if he was truly drunk or if he was delirious. After entering the room, he actually called out in a low voice, "Little Mo."

However, after a while, there was no response from anyone in the empty house.

In the end, he had no choice but to raise his arm and let it fall.

His deep eyes were filled with a deep sense of loss.

How could he forget that his Little Mo had already left …

Only small rice bucket who was sleeping on the carpet heard the sound of Master coming back, and shouted twice.

Xiao Yan laughed and crouched down, looking down at the small rice bucket with disdain: "Little Mo, why didn't you bring you along?"

Save him … A visitor.