C215 Mom and Xiao Yan, who are you going to choose?

When he arrived at Switzerland's house, he opened the door to a courtyard. It was as heavy as a European style gate in an ancient fortress.

The house in the Switzerland was completely different from the one in the, it was decorated in the European style.

There was even a fireplace in the living room. Qiao Mo walked over happily, looked at Xiao Yan and said: "Ah Yan, there's a fireplace here."

Xiao Yan put down his luggage, walked behind her, and lightly wrapped his arm around her body. He whispered into her ear: "How is it, do you like it?"

Qiao Mo nodded her head, "Ah Yan, do you know? When I was in high school, there were girls reading romance novels in my class. What I really wanted was to be like the heroines in novels, able to sit in front of the fireplace with the male protagonists in the cold winter, sipping red wine and muffins while roasting the stove. "

"Then we can do it this winter."

Qiao Mo was truly happy. After arriving at Switzerland, her entire body seemed to have been refreshed, as if she had forgotten the worries and uneasiness of her family. Her heart was filled with joy as she looked at Switzerland's villa.

Qiao Mo leaned into his embrace, "The decorations here are exactly the same as my dream of home."

Which girl didn't like romance?

The European-style ancient fortress was filled with mystery and romance. Qiao Mo was no exception, she liked it very much here.

In the huge ancient fortress, Qiao Mo was suddenly curious. She raised her head and asked: "Where is our bedroom?"

Xiao Yan looked at the time on the ancient wall. It was already seven in the afternoon, and even though they had flown for such a long time, they needed to rest.

Especially her.

As Qiao Mo was caught unprepared while he was holding her, she let out a sharp cry.

"Ah — Ah Yan …!"

"Our bedroom is on the second floor, so we didn't give you a wedding. So now, you can enjoy the feeling of the groom carrying you into the bridal chamber."

Qiao Mo bit her lips lightly, reached out her hands and hugged his neck, her small face leaning into his chest, and softly whispered: "Actually it doesn't matter, it's just a formality … …"

All she cared about was being with him.

In the blink of an eye, they had reached the second floor. Along the way, there were murals on the walls, looking mysterious and beautiful.

There were countless rooms of various sizes.

Qiao Mo's eyes widened as she asked: "Which one is our bedroom?"

Xiao Yan hugged the little girl in his arms and turned left with big strides.

A pair of ancient European doors closed tightly.

Xiao Yan curled his lips and instructed her: "Push him away."

Qiao Mo held onto the handle, and used a bit of strength to push it open. What entered her eyes was a bedroom that was extremely large, decorated with a romantic style, but with a lot of European frescoes as its hue. Qiao Mo felt that in this kind of room, what she slept in was not sleep, but a dream.

The woman's small hand patted the man's arm. "Hey, put me down!"

She jumped down from his arms and threw herself onto the bed with her arms wide open.

Ugh … So soft.

Xiao Yan lightly pressed down from above her.

Qiao Mo's face was flushed red, she frowned and muttered between her brows, she then turned, her small hands holding onto his handsome face, she asked: "You don't need to go to the company to take care of it today?"

"You want to kick me out as soon as I get home?"

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and buried her face in the blanket, "Of course not, since you don't want to go to the company, then let's rest for a bit."

"There is something more important to do before we rest."

Qiao Mo did not react in time as she asked, "Hmm?"

The man had already stood up and carried her in his arms. "Go take a bath first."

Qiao Mo, who was in his embrace, shook her legs. "Hey, don't do anything rash!"

"I just want to take a bath. What is your little head thinking?"

Qiao Mo blushed and buried her face into his chest, "I'm not thinking random thoughts."

It was him. He must have been trying to make her think wrongly.

… ….

On the second day in Switzerland, Qiao Mo had a full night of sleep, she stretched lazily, and her entire body still had the soreness and discomfort left behind by the long-distance plane. Looking at the man in a well-refreshed and comfortable suit beside the bed, Qiao Mo gloomily hugged him, rubbing his back with his little face, and muttered: "Ah Yan, what do you usually eat, why are you so energetic?"

She couldn't do it, it was just a ten-hour plane ride. If she did it with him once, she would die soon.

Qiao Mo leaned her little face against his back, closed her eyes, and continued to rest.

Qiao Mo slept soundly, the man pulled her close to him and lowered her neck, while she cutely reached out to help him tie her tie.

"Are you going to the branch office to handle business?"

Xiao Yan said indifferently, as his brows furrowed, "Those foreigners are so hard to deal with. They might not even be able to come back for lunch."

Qiao Mo could not help but laugh. As she fixed his tie, she asked, "Do you still have people that you find difficult to deal with? "I thought you were the most difficult person in the world to deal with!"

"Hmm?" The man raised an eyebrow at her.

As Qiao Mo tied his tie, she said. "Even if my Ah Yan meets someone more difficult to deal with, she'll still be able to handle it as she pleases, right?"

The words came out smoothly from her mouth. She didn't even realize that something was wrong.

Only when that pair of deep black eyes looked at her with burning eyes did she raise her head and look at him in confusion. Why did he … She looked like she was about to eat her …

Could it be that last night, he pestered her because he was unable to succeed and ended up causing a …

In the morning, a man who was dissatisfied?

Qiao Mo immediately turned around, wanting to slip out of his embrace, but was stopped by the man's long arm, which she tightly hugged. "What did you just say?"

"Ah?" Did she say anything?

"Say it again, I'll listen."

She was confused. "Say what?"

"Which family am I from?" The man asked aggressively.

Qiao Mo's face reddened, she finally reacted and pouted: Who's family! I don't understand what you're saying! "

"You're not allowed to leave …"

His long arm firmly wrapped around her soft waist. Qiao Mo was so embarrassed that she got angry, stuck in his chest and punched him with her little fist, "My family's … My family! "Alright!"

The man's thin lips slightly curled upwards.

Qiao Mo felt her heart beating faster. She wondered when this old man would start to … She had acted coquettishly.

His heart felt as if it was drenched in a thick layer of honey.

Xiao Yan stood behind her and fixed his cufflinks, saying indifferently: "Why not come with me to the company, hmm?"

Qiao Mo pouted. "I don't want it, when you talk to those foreigners, every word of yours is a professional term, I don't know what you guys are talking about. I also don't know what kind of boring social interaction you guys are having, so I stayed by your side like a retard … It will distract you. "Forget it, forget it..."

She muttered softly, her small face drooping as she grumbled.

Xiao Yan laughed, then reached out and rubbed her little head, "Up to you."

"I plan to walk around the neighborhood today. If I see a supermarket, I'll go buy some ingredients."

She held out her small hands, white palms facing him, like a child, asking for money.

Xiao Yan took out some money from his wallet and handed it over to her, "There aren't all gentlemen overseas. Be careful when you go out, call me if there's anything you need."

Qiao Mo kept the money in her pocket and muttered: "Is there anyone better than you …?"

The man frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, "It's just a joke."

"There are bicycles in the garage, but you probably aren't used to the right and the wrong roads, so don't ride them. You are pregnant now, just in case you fall down and hit something. "

In case something happened.

The little woman harrumphed, "Hmph, underestimate me."

Her usually cold eyes softened and looked at her lovingly.

Qiao Mo skipped and pushed him, urging him: "Hurry up and go, be careful of being late for the meeting!"

… ….

After Xiao Yan left, Qiao Mo found his own phone, and when she opened it, she discovered that countless numbers of missed calls were flooding in.

All of them were Lu Hailan's calls.

Qiao Mo was anxious and immediately called back.

After the call was connected, Lu Hailan anxiously asked, "Xiao Xiao, why aren't you answering the call? Do you want to kill your mother? "

Ever since they boarded the plane yesterday, Qiao Mo's phone had always been switched off. When they returned home, she rested with Xiao Yan without taking care of her phone. Furthermore, in front of Xiao Yan, she could not openly call Lu Hailan. At this moment, after Xiao Yan had left, she finally dared to look at her phone.

Unexpectedly, Lu Hailan had already called her so many times.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm in Switzerland now. From yesterday until now, my phone hasn't been turned on. I only saw you make so many phone calls to me when the phone was just turned on. "

Lu Hailan frowned: "You have already reached Switzerland?"

"Mom, Ah Yan and I came to the Switzerland, you … Are you all right? "

Now that Qiao Mo was far away in the Switzerland, she did not know anything about the situation in Seahold. Lu Hailan, who was on the other end of the phone, sighed, "Xiaoxiao, why can't you listen to your mother and break off all relations with this man? The last time this man sent someone to kill your mother, you saw it too. If it wasn't for President Rong blocking a bullet for you, you might have already lost your child. "Why do you refuse to listen to your mother …?"

Qiao Mo bit her lips, "Mom, about the shooting last time, we really need to understand the situation. Furthermore... Ah Yan has already promised me, he won't hurt you anymore. Ah Yan always keeps to his words, he won't lie to me. "

"He can send men to kill me, and one day he can break his word. Xiao Xiao, Mother wants to ask you. Between Xiao Yan and I, who exactly did you choose? "

Qiao Mo held the phone, and was fiercely startled. Previously, Xiao Yan was the one who asked this question, but now … It was Lu Hailan who forced her to make a decision.

Why did they all want to force her?

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, and said with a frown: "Mom, can you stop forcing me?"

"I will never forget your father's death. Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, but Mom can't bear to see you do this … "

"Mother, you are the person who gave birth to me, Xiao Yan is the father of my child, yet you want me to … "How should we choose?"