Shen Congran and Mo Jintu were still in the bar.

When he was about to leave, a message from the driver made Mo Jintu's expression turn stiff.

A pair of eyes revealed a hint of coldness, Shen Congran looked at Mo Jintu's face and could not help but let out two light coughs.

"Didn't you say that you were going to bring Shi Yao home? Still not leaving? It's late, and she's not doing well outside as a pregnant woman. "

Mo Jintu threw the phone onto the sofa, his expression dark: "She probably doesn't need me to go now."

"Eh? Have you two quarreled again? " Shen Congran helplessly let out a long sigh.

"Nope."

"Then why don't you go over? What did he just see? that made you change your attitude so much in such a short time? "

As Shen Congran said that, he took Mo Jintu's phone and looked at it. Before Mo Jintu could snatch it from Shen Congran's hands, he already saw the picture of Fang Junting hugging Shi Yao.

"Aren't you going to go quickly and catch those two on the bed? At that time, if you want to turn the tables around, it will not be that easy. "

Mo Jintu became silent. It seemed that he did not intend to take the initiative to look for Shi Yao.

Probably because Shi Yao was so angry, and because the expression on her face didn't look good, Mo Jintu turned around to glance at Shen Congran, and let out a cold laugh.

"Do you think I should go?"

"But I really am not like you in the past. Throwing your woman to a love rival is not bad! After Mo Jintu finished drinking, is there something wrong with his entire body? "

Shen Congran chuckled, and sized Mo Jintu up. He felt that this guy and Shi Yao's conflict was not because of the photos, but rather, there were many things mixed in, that no one else knew about.

Shen Congran was not anxious at all, it was not that his own daughter-in-law was being targeted, but right now, Mo Jintu had never even thought of taking Shi Yao back, and Shen Congran was too lazy to waste his time on the two of them. He helplessly looked at Mo Jintu, and slowly drank his wine, as though he did not plan to give Mo Jintu any hints.

Now, to Shen Congran, it didn't seem like it had anything to do with him at all. After all, if Mo Jintu could think through the problem of relationship, and if he could think things through on his own, then there would be very little arguments between the two of them in the future.

Mo Jintu was silent for a long time before he carefully opened his mouth and asked.

"Do you think I should pick her up now?"

Shen Congran took a sip of the wine, "Oh? Even his thoughts were hesitating now? It did not seem like the usual swift and decisive style! Logically speaking, you should be rushing over now and calling out a few bodyguards for Fang Junting to watch. You shouldn't be like this, cowering and cowering all the time, right? "

"She asked me if I could not marry Tang Ziying. Before I left home, it was because of this matter that caused all the noise!"

"You haven't told her the main reason? However, since she knows that nothing has changed, she might as well maintain her current condition. It's just that a pregnant woman is in the hospital at night with someone who seems to love her. Don't you need to call the driver and find out about the details? "

Mo Jintu looked at Shen Congran, drank his wine, and took the initiative to call Shi Yao.

Shi Yao quickly picked up the phone. She was sitting on a chair beside Fang Junting's bed, guarding Fang Junting's Flaming Needle.

"You went back?" After answering the phone, Shi Yao asked first.

"Who are you in the hospital with? What kind of friend? Can I know? " Mo Jintu asked a series of questions as he rushed over.

Shi Yao took a deep breath, glanced at Fang Junting who was on the bed, and thought that there was nothing shameful between his and Fang Junting, so she said Fang Junting's name.

"Why are you two together?"

Shi Yao was unhappy with these words. It was clearly not a big deal, but the other party's tone carried a tone of questioning.

"Do you have to ask why at the hospital? "I don't need you to meddle in my matters. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. Goodbye!" Shi Yao unhappily hung up the phone.

He silently ridiculed Mo Jintu as a person who couldn't be reasoned with.

When Shi Yao put down her cell phone, and looked at Fang Junting who was on the sickbed, her expression immediately calmed down a little, and nodded while smiling at Fang Junting.

"Are you better now?" "The doctor took a picture just now, and it looks like there isn't much of a problem. It's just that there are some minor abrasions on the head, arms, and legs. After you're done with the anti-inflammatory needle, you'll feel better."

"I did not expect you to come, I originally thought you would not come, after all, Mo Jintu's side will probably give you a lot of pressure, right?"

Shi Yao was quiet for a moment, when she thought about Mo Jintu's phone call, she felt a slight pain in her head.

He didn't know what more arguments he would have to argue with Mo Jintu later on, but there seemed to be endless arguments between them. If they still got together early in the future, they probably wouldn't be so happy.

"It's fine. I'm fine with him. We're just getting along like that. There's not much of a change."

"But I don't think it was pleasant to hear from both of you."

Shi Yao shook her head: "It's okay, before we came, the two of us were arguing, but it's not a big deal, there's no need to worry."

There is one thing I know that I shouldn't ask, but seeing that the two of you are getting closer and closer, I still want to know what Mo Jintu is going to do next. "Isn't it time to draw a clear line between you and my cousin? At the very least, for your sake …"

"It's just that I can't ask too much about their matter."

Fang Junting was silent for a moment, as if he knew something, and did not continue asking.

Shi Yao took a deep breath, and took out his phone to look at his phone, as if this could ease the awkwardness of the scene in the ward.

If it wasn't for Fang Junting's earlier question, Shi Yao probably wouldn't have realized it. The person sitting in front of him right now was Tang Ziying's cousin.

Fang Junting was not an idiot, at this moment in time, he could also see a hint of awkwardness in Shi Yao's eyes.

"Actually, you don't need to be that concerned. I am just Tang Ziying's cousin, even if I am your blood brother, I know the word logical. You are a good girl, I do not have any ill intentions towards you, and you are also the victim in this matter."

"Hey, don't you think I'm too good?" Shi Yao helplessly looked at Fang Junting and could not help but retort.

"Isn't it? Don't you feel that the relationship between the two of you is mostly because of Mo Jintu's influence? " Fang Junting took a deep breath. "I think you must feel that it's very presumptuous for me to say this! I am indeed not suited to say anything to Mo Jintu in front of you, but I feel that, as a spectator, I truly see things this way. "

After Fang Junting finished, he looked at Shi Yao and apologetically smiled.

Shi Yao did not reply again, and continued to speak.

"You should feel that the words you just said were too sudden! After all, your current relationship with Mo Jintu is much better than what I imagined. I am not suitable for you to say bad things about him, but I am very worried about you. "

"Worried about me? I'm fine now, maybe you have some sort of misunderstanding about Mo Jintu, but he isn't what you think he is. " Shi Yao said helplessly.

Fang Junting was silent for a moment, then looked at Shi Yao's face and chuckled: "Maybe I was really being overly worried, but I hope that if you truly feel aggrieved, you can leave from that person's side. You don't have to suffer grievances from others, looking at me like this will instead make your heart ache."

Shi Yao was actually very clear about why Fang Junting liked him.

If it wasn't because they liked him, they probably wouldn't have become like fathers in Shi Yao's womb. But now that their relationship with Mo Jintu was like this, some people would definitely feel sorry for him.

With regards to Mo Jintu, Shi Yao also felt very conflicted in her heart. There were some things that Shi Yao couldn't explain herself, but the matter of Mo Jintu and Tang Ziying right now, was indeed enough to give Shi Yao a headache. She took a deep breath, planning to leave somewhat, but in her heart, she was worried that Fang Junting continued to talk like this.

"Now that you are awake, I think I have no reason to stay!" Shi Yao took a deep breath: "Do you need me to help you call Tingting and let her watch over you? If it's inconvenient, it's also good to have someone by your side."

"You don't like me saying bad things about Mo Jintu, right?" Fang Junting asked.

Shi Yao paused, and shook his head as if she was concealing it: "I don't have such thoughts, you're overthinking it.

"Actually, you don't want to accept the fact that Mo Jintu is a bad person, because he is the father of the child in your womb. So, you have to accept his domineering attitude. I really wish you well! "

"I know, but there really is nothing to feel wronged about. The misunderstanding between the two of you might really be too deep."

Fang Junting looked at Shi Yao's anxious expression and heaved a sigh of relief: "Since you're thinking like this, then I have no way of changing your mind. But have you ever thought about it, the two of you have maintained this relationship for so long, Mo Jintu has never brought up the issue of the cancellation of the wedding ceremony?

Fang Junting's words immediately stabbed at Shi Yao's sore spot.

The relationship between Mo Jintu and Tang Ziying was not clear, but the child in her womb was about to hit the ground in a few months. At that time, there would be no changes to the relationship between the two of them.

Mo Jintu was married to Tang Ziying, so how should the child in her stomach address Mo Jintu, and how should she face his identity in front of the two of them?

"I'm sorry, I think this is between the three of us."

"From the moment I fell in love with you, this was a matter for four people."

The door suddenly opened, but Mo Jintu's expression was extremely cold.