C236 She did, I don't want to sleep

She slept, I don't want to sleep

Qiao Mo looked through the crack in the door as she stared at the woman on Xiao Yan's bed with reddened eyes.

Her vision became blurry, "Xiao Yan, you... "What exactly does that mean?"

She was still carrying his child inside her stomach. She and he were husband and wife, and with Xiao Yan acting so arrogantly, could it be that he really wanted to divorce her?

The man's gaze was deep and serene, and his pitch-black pupils emitted an undetectable light. He turned his head slightly and glanced at the bed behind him. He said faintly, "There's no meaning to it. You saw the meaning."

His tone was so cold that it was almost heartless, and he didn't understand what she meant in the slightest.

Did he really not think for her at all? She was his wife, yet she stood before him and suffered such humiliation.

Qiao Mo curled her lips and laughed sinisterly. She wiped the tears on her face and asked, "When were you and Su Qingwan together?"

She was like a fool, thinking that he would always love her wholeheartedly. However, he and Su Qingwan were already so close that even she as the person involved was completely unaware.

Did the onlookers, Assistant Zhao, already know that Xiao Yan was already with Su Qing Wan?

From the beginning to the end, she was the only one who was a fool.

Xiao Yan was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes slightly. He heard himself say slowly, "From the time I disappeared for twenty odd days."

Qiao Mo's heart froze for a moment, from head to toe, it was as if she had been drenched in a bucket of cold water. You're with Su Qingwan? "

For more than 20 days, he didn't answer her phone calls if he didn't give her any message. Or he just sent her a message with his phone shut down. He didn't reply, as if he had completely disappeared from this world.

Actually, he was with Su Qingwan at that time?

He didn't even feel like replying when he saw her message?

Qiao Mo's tears finally rolled down her face once again. She tightly pursed her lips and asked, "Xiao Yan, what did I do wrong?"

Xiao Yan heaved a sigh of relief that couldn't be heard. He lifted his eyes, and calmly stared at her with a hint of determination in his eyes, as if he was about to say his farewells to her. He opened his mouth very slowly, "You didn't do anything wrong. I don't love you. "

Qiao Mo's clenched fist suddenly relaxed, but her fingers did not have the slightest bit of strength.

Her tears fell like rain.

There was nothing worse than this. There was nothing more depressing than this statement.

She had done nothing wrong, but she did not love her.

Qiao Mo's breathing, was almost unable to catch her breath. She cried really hard, so much that she couldn't even cry. Everything had changed just like that? Xiao Yan... I really. "I really don't understand …"

Obviously... The way he looked at her was still the same as always. He had clearly promised her those old years, but how could these oaths be destroyed in the blink of an eye without using up any time?

How could a person's heart change so easily?

Even if he had personally seen Su Qing Wan lying on Xiao Yan's bed, Qiao Mo still wouldn't be able to believe Xiao Yan's "love for another".

How could Xiao Yan forget someone that he once deeply loved, that unforgettable love?

She didn't believe it.

Qiao Mo let go of the last bit of self-esteem she had. She tightly gripped Xiao Yan's arm and sobbed as she looked at him. Tell me, are you hiding something from me? I know you can't change so easily. "What the hell..."

Before Qiao Mo could finish speaking, the man's hand had already gradually pulled out from her palm. His expression was haughty and indifferent, revealing a hint of indifference, "I don't have any difficulties, I am really … I don't love you. "

The moment his slightly cold finger completely pulled away from her warm, small palm, Xiao Yan's heart fiercely ached.

Qiao Mo opened her mouth and looked at her empty palm in a daze.

He couldn't recover for a long time.

Xiao Yan's voice was calm and indifferent, "It's getting late, go back to your room and rest."

The corner of Qiao Mo's lips curled up slightly as she mocked.

Go back to your room to rest?

She had already witnessed this scene, so how could he let her return to her room to rest in peace?

Had she gone back to her room to rest, leaving them space and time?

Qiao Mo lifted her little face, looked at Xiao Yan with serious and focused gaze, and said with a smile: "Treat it as if I didn't come to find you."

She was clearly crying, and when she smiled, her smile was extremely gloomy.

Qiao Mo turned around in a daze, only to be grabbed by the wrist of the man behind him.

Xiao Yan frowned, and asked softly: Where are you going?

Qiao Mo bit her lips and laughed: "Right now, do you really need to care where I go? Xiao Yan, after we return to our country, I will agree to a divorce. But the child is mine. "

"Alright, the child is yours." He replied lightly.

The smile on Qiao Mo's face became deeper and deeper. When she finished laughing, she actually cried her head off. She struggled to break away from his grasp with her wrist, "Let go of me …"

"It's too late today. Stay here and rest."

"I don't need you to care...!"

Wasn't he already with Su Qingwan? Didn't he care about her life a long time ago?

What was the point of saying such false words now?

If she left, didn't she just make room for him and Su Qingwan?

Wouldn't it be better if it was as he wished?

Qiao Mo struggled her wrist out of his palm and turned to flee.

Xiao Yan stood at the door the whole time, watching the slim figure slowly slip away from his line of sight.

Only when a pair of slender lotus arms were wrapped around his waist did a sweet and coquettish whine wake him up from his thoughts.

"Ah Yan, hurry up and rest?"

Xiao Yan's heart thumped, he pushed away the woman's hands around his waist and chased after his with large strides.

New York had already fallen into the night, so Qiao Mo ran out and the villa was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. If she really got lost, she would not be able to find anyone to help her.

Moreover, the current Qiao Mo was not alone. In her stomach, there was still his child.

A pregnant woman who was five months pregnant ran out in the middle of the night. How could Xiao Yan not worry?

When he thought back to what happened just now, he felt that he was a bastard to the extreme. However, subconsciously, he also thought that it was the best method for Qiao Mo.

… ….

After Xiao Yan chased out of the villa, he saw Qiao Mo standing on the road not far away.

The moment he saw her, his violently thumping heart gradually returned to its calm state.

Xiao Yan stood at a place not too far away from Qiao Mo, and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

The night was dark and quiet.

Qiao Mo's cries were slowly and clearly transmitted into his ears from a short distance away.

She kept covering her mouth, trying hard not to cry. However, she could not control her emotions, and tears fell like rain.

Xiao Yan walked towards him with large strides. It was as if he had finally reached the limit of his endurance and control. He collapsed completely and hugged Qiao Mo tightly.

His arm was so tightly wrapped around her, it was as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Qiao Mo cried until she had no strength left, but her hands still continued to pound on his shoulders.

As she cried, she hysterically asked, "Why did you chase him out?! Didn't you say you don't want me anymore? Go away! "Go …!"

She clearly remembered every word he said in the villa.

He said she hadn't done anything wrong, just stopped loving her.

These words, were like a sharp sword that fiercely stabbed into Qiao Mo's heart.

However... He no longer loved her.

Heh, now that he had chased after her and was tightly hugging her, what did he mean by this?

Qiao Mo smashed him, even going so far as to bite him, and lost control of himself as though he was insane. He grabbed onto his clothes and bellowed: "Xiao Yan, you bastard!"

No matter how much Qiao Mo scolded him and beat him up, Xiao Yan did not utter a word, and only hugged her tightly, not allowing her to escape. His gaze was as deep as water, which Qiao Mo was simply unable to see through.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Mo was finally tired. Coming to New York alone, she had already exhausted all of her strength, and adding the ruckus from before, she was even more exhausted. She no longer had the strength to struggle anymore, as she collapsed into his embrace with tears flowing quietly. Why … All of a sudden, we became like this? "

Their previous relationship was so good that it made everyone envious, didn't it?

Or could it be that she was too naive and naive, thinking that such feelings could last forever?

She thought that, in this lifetime, Xiao Yan would only love her.

However, in the end, everything in the world was unpredictable. She never thought that one day, Xiao Yan would say the words "You didn't do anything wrong, I just don't love you".

How much did he not love her, for him to say such words?

Was there still not a single bit of emotion left in his heart for her now?

Qiao Mo bit her lips and cried soundlessly in his arms.

Xiao Yan's voice clearly came from above her head, "Stay here tonight, I'll send you home tomorrow."

Qiao Mo smiled bitterly in his arms.

Right now, the only thing he was most afraid of was the child in her womb.

Xiao Yan bent his body and carried Qiao Mo horizontally into the villa. His expression was cold and emotionless as he carried Qiao Mo.

… ….

When they arrived at the villa, Su Qingwan saw that Xiao Yan had returned from afar with Qiao Mo in his arms.

Su Qingwan clenched her hands.

Until Xiao Yan carried Qiao Mo into the room, he did not even glance at her, and directly carried Qiao Mo to the main bed on the second floor.

Su Qing Wan stood behind Xiao Yan and deliberately asked softly, "Ah Yan, where am I going to sleep tonight?"

Just now, Xiao Yan had clearly let her lie in the main bedroom, didn't he?

Xiao Yan said in a cold voice, "Apart from the main bedroom, anything is fine."

Su Qingwan clenched her fingers.

Lying in Xiao Yan's embrace, Qiao Mo closed her eyes and buried her face in Xiao Yan's chest.

In the end, he had still left her with the last bit of face.

… ….

When they arrived at the main bed, Xiao Yan carried Qiao Mo onto the big bed, but then Qiao Mo said coldly: "I don't want to sleep at the places she used to sleep."

Xiao Yan carried her with one arm, and with his other hand, he threw all the blankets and sheets on the bed to the ground. It was as if Su Qingwan's aura was suddenly swept away.

Only then did Xiao Yan bring Qiao Mo to the bedside and sit down. He then turned around and went into the wardrobe and took out a new bed sheet and a blanket.

After cleaning up the bed, Xiao Yan said to her: "Go take a bath, and come over to rest."

Qiao Mo sat on the side of the bed, unmoving.

Xiao Yan let out an inaudible sigh, walked to her side, and as if he couldn't do anything to her, carried her directly into the bathroom.