C234 What right do you have to chase me away?

What right do you have to kick me out?

America, New York, late at night.

A clear and cold male figure stood in front of the large window. His gaze was lonely as it stared at the night scenery outside the window.

But in his hands, a phone was ringing. The caller ID showed that it was Qiao Mo.

His gaze did not leave the window for a long time, as if his attention was not on the ringing phone at all.

After a long while, Qiao Mo's phone rang who knows how long, and after ringing it a few times, Xiao Yan finally made up her mind and turned it off completely.

His pupils, however, were tightly shut.

… ….

At home, Seahold.

The next morning, Qiao Mo packed her luggage and rushed to the airport.

She did not know what kind of situation she was about to face, nor did she know if Xiao Yan and Su Qingwan were really as Zhao Qian had said, completely together.

Qiao Mo stroked her lower abdomen, and her gaze drooped slightly.

If Xiao Yan was really with Su Qingwan, what would happen to her and the child?

Divorced Xiao Yan?

Let the past happen again?

And then each of them, would they really miss each other this time?

When Qiao Mo thought deeper, she realized that she could no longer accept the true meaning of parting with Xiao Yan.

She had thought of growing up together with Xiao Yan, watching the children getting married and having children. She had even thought of when she would be full with Xiao Yan.

But the only thing she didn't think about was what kind of earth-shaking change would happen in her life if she didn't stay with Xiao Yan in the future.

Qiao Mo was even more unable to imagine what kind of scene she would see in the days after she parted ways with Xiao Yan.

She simply could not imagine, her life and days without Xiao Yan.

Qiao Mo stood in the airport with the luggage in her hands. The passengers came and went as she hurried on the road, yet she stood in the middle of the hall, dizzy.

On one hand, she was anxious to confirm who Xiao Yan was with and why he kept avoiding her, on the other … Qiao Mo was truly afraid again. This time, he had truly lost Xiao Yan's love.

… ….

At home.

Although Su Qingwan didn't know why Xiao Yan had suddenly called her over this time, she clearly knew in her heart that this might be the only chance she had to grab hold of Xiao Yan.

She was making food in the kitchen, everything that Xiao Yan liked to eat.

Xiao Yan was working in the study room upstairs. After Su Qingwan prepared the food, he went upstairs to call Xiao Yan.

As for Xiao Yan, who was in the study room, he was talking with Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian, who was on the other side of the phone, called, "Boss, Madam has already gone to New York to look for you. She should be arriving in a few hours."

Xiao Yan held onto his phone, his expression was cold, without much emotion, "I understand."

Zhao Qian still wanted to say something, and even wanted to say some words to plead for his wife, but before he could say anything, Xiao Yan had already hung up.

At this moment, Su Qingwan was knocking on the door outside the study room.

"Ah Yan, I've finished preparing dinner. Come out to eat."

Su Qingwan pushed open the door and entered with a gentle and sweet smile on her face.

She was clearly such a strong woman, yet she was willing to become soft and stick to Xiao Yan's side like a little woman for Xiao Yan's sake.

For a moment, Xiao Yan thought that the woman who knocked on the door, who was calling him to come down for dinner, was his wife, Qiao Mo.

But Su Qingwan … It had never been Qiao Mo.

He had underestimated the importance that Qiao Mo held in his heart, and thought that anyone could ease the pain of being parted from Qiao Mo.

But he discovered that no matter who he was with, he couldn't help but recall all of Qiao Mo's past.

She would hold her little face up, and fill her eyes with him, calling him "Ah Yan" sweetly. She would also hold his neck tightly with reddened eyes, and tell him that she loved him …

Even if that was the case, other women would be able to easily accomplish it, but he … In the end, it wasn't that rare.

Xiao Yan's eyes were abnormally cold. His face was as cold as ice as he walked around Su Qing Wan and headed downstairs.

Conquering a man like Xiao Yan was already a difficult task, and this was only the first step. There would still be a lot of time left in the future, but she didn't mind spending a lot of time on this man.

Su Qing Wan happily followed Xiao Yan downstairs.

When they reached the dining table, Xiao Yan looked at the dishes on the table with a calm gaze.

Su Qing Wan asked with a smile. "Ah Yan, what I have cooked today is all your favorite food. Quickly try it."

Xiao Yan said with a cold face, "I don't need you to do such a thing in the future. Just directly ask auntie to do it well. "

"That won't do. Auntie cooks. After all, you are a slob and often socialize with me. I will take good care of your stomach. Besides, didn't everyone say that grabbing a man's heart was the premise of seizing his stomach? Just give me one chance and let me walk into your heart, okay? "

Su Qingwan stared at Xiao Yan with anticipation.

Xiao Yan stared at her with slightly chilly eyes. After staring for a while, he finally spoke up: "You're not going to ask me why I suddenly brought you to New York?"

"I don't want to ask you why. Besides, smart women never ask why, because instead of wasting their breath on asking why, it's better for them to do what men like women to do and please a man. It's more important than asking why. Ah Yan, tell me … Right? "

Su Qingwan handed him the hot soup. With her delicate eyebrows and gentle smile, she looked at him.

However, Xiao Yan did not take the initiative to extend his hand out to receive the bowl of hot soup.

Su Qingwan's hand, which was holding the hot soup, was slightly startled.

However, she smiled confidently, "Ah Yan, as long as you give me a chance, I can guarantee that I won't do worse than Qiao Mo. I will be the most suitable woman for the title of 'Mrs. Xiao'."

Xiao Yan got up, sneered, and raked through his pockets. With his back facing Su Qingwan, he said coldly, "Don't you forget, I will decide who is suitable for doing this thing called 'Mrs. Xiao', and not you."

Su Qingwan, who was seated behind him, frowned and said with slight annoyance, "Ah Yan, I just don't understand. Just what is so good about that Qiao Mo that you will never forget her?"

"She is inferior to you in every aspect. However, she is inferior to you in every aspect."

That light and elegant sentence, however, made Su Qingwan extremely defeated.

What do you mean, Qiao Mo can't compare to her anywhere, but how can she be better than her?

However, although she said that she didn't care nor did she want to know why Xiao Yan told her to come to America so suddenly, at the bottom of her heart, she did want to know the reason.

She understood Ah Yan, and was not a person who changed at will. It was not like she did not understand Xiao Yan's feelings for him, either.

What exactly was the reason why Xiao Yan suddenly gave up on Qiao Mo and chose her?

… ….

When Qiao Mo arrived in New York City, it was already 11 PM.

Although there were still a lot of pedestrians on the road, Qiao Mo felt extremely lonely as she carried her luggage.

Xiao Yan's phone still could not be reached. It should be said that he just did not answer her phone.

She really could not understand how Ah Yan could change his mind so quickly.

While she was waiting for the taxi, she lowered her head and stroked her bulging, five-month-old belly with her hand. She lightly pulled out a pale smile. "Baby, mom will take you to see dad, okay?"

— If Daddy really doesn't want you, then we. I don't want to see Dad anymore.

Qiao Mo loved Xiao Yan, but she would not love him lowly.

If Xiao Yan really did not love her, and even betrayed Su Qing Wan, then, she would never forgive Xiao Yan in her life.

But she had a feeling that something was not right or that Xiao Yan was hiding something from her.

Only, she couldn't guess.

He caught a taxi and gave the address of the New York home. The taxi drove from the airport for nearly an hour before arriving at the New York home.

After Qiao Mo got off the car, she realized that the lights in the house were lit.

Xiao Yan should be home, or even... Su Qingwan was there too?

And what were they doing at this moment?

Qiao Mo dragged her luggage into the courtyard. She had the key to the New York City, so she entered the house unhindered.

In addition to a pair of black men's handmade leather shoes, there was also a pair of red high-heeled shoes belonging to a lady standing next to the man's shoes.

It was obviously not her shoe. It could only be another woman's high heels.

Qiao Mo's heart, instantly tightened.

It seemed like... What Zhao Qian said was true.

Xiao Yan was really acting coquettishly in New York City.

Qiao Mo stood at the door, not having the courage to enter yet. At this time, a slender woman walked out of the kitchen with a cup of milk.

Qiao Mo was startled, her gaze fell on Su Qing Wan who was carrying the milk.

"Su Qing Wan?"

Su Qing Wan looked back and saw Qiao Mo standing alone at the entrance, with her pitiful luggage lying by the side. On Qiao Mo's little face, there was disbelief and shock.

In Qiao Mo's watery eyes, other than shock and astonishment, there was more panic.

Due to the dust, her clothes and hair were a little messy. Furthermore, her lower abdomen was puffed up, making her look a little comical and laughable.

Compared to Su Qingwan's clean and tidy appearance at the moment, she seemed to be in dire straits.

What was even more eye-catching to Qiao Mo was the white shirt that Su Qingwan was wearing.

She had been wearing the white shirt that belonged to that man countless times. She leaned against that man's chest and slept through countless peaceful and sweet nights.

And now, all of this had been snatched away by Su Qingwan.

Qiao Mo clenched her fists tightly. She bit her lips, her eyes red as she stared at Su Qingwan. In the end, she couldn't help but hysterically yell, "Get out!"

Su Qingwan said with a laugh, "Qiao Mo, you seem to think too much of yourself. Look at where you're standing, what qualifications do you have to order me to leave?"

Qiao Mo smirked and said coldly: "Is it enough just because I'm Mrs. Xiao?"

"Heh, if Ah Yan doesn't agree, then you, Mrs. Xiao, can also be dismissed very quickly."

Qiao Mo was so calm that she sounded strange. She said each word slowly, and her voice seemed to come out from her chest, "I'm calling you, go!"