Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Seeing the blood stains, Su Zhaohuan remembered Lin Qiao's dying and desperate eyes at the last moment.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know? Lin Qiao was pregnant for ten months alone, and she endured the gossip alone. For the sake of the child, she went to a barbecue restaurant with a big belly to work for others. Because of this, she was forced to drop out of school." Yes! She should have a better future!"

Su Zhaohuan pointed to the dried blood on the ground, "Look, this is when she was alone at home, and an accident happened. At this moment, she immediately called Mo Siting, but how did Mo Siting do it? ? He did that kind of thing at the time, and now he still wants you to be lobbyists to restore it? Dreaming!"

Zhong Ze felt a little red on his face.

"That...isn't actually Mo..."

Su Zhaohuan interrupted him, opened the cabinet directly, and helped Lin Qiao pack things in the suitcase, "If you want to come and take back the house, then please go, if you don't want to, then leave, this house, in the future Lin Qiao Joe won't come to live either."

Zhong Ze and William walked out.

Su Zhaohuan stopped the two of them.

"Don't disturb her life by going to the hospital," Su Zhaohuan said in a warning tone.

Zhong Ze knew that whether it was Mo Qing or Mo Siting, Mo Siting was the one who was sorry for Lin Qiao. Even if Su Zhaohuan didn't say anything, he would not disturb her normal life.

They went back to Ancheng by car that night.

Su Zhaohuan, holding the child in his arms, boarded the train in the other direction, going deep into the mountains.

Deep in the mountains, there are many families who want a son but can't.

Su Zhaohuan contacted such a person.

"Don't worry, my daughter-in-law has always wanted a baby, but she just couldn't give birth. We also said that we wanted to adopt it. We will treat him well, just like we treat our own son."

Su Zhaohuan looked at the swaddle in his hand.

It has been several days, and the baby that was just born with a red body and a wrinkled monkey appearance has now grown white and tender, with a pair of dark eyes that look very much like Lin Qiao, biting his own. His fingers looked at Su Zhaohuan.

Su Zhaohuan felt distressed in his heart.

Zhou Yue was also reluctant.

"Brother, are you really going to send sister Qiao's child out?"

Su Zhaohuan nodded resolutely, "This child cannot be by her side, or it will only be a burden."

The longer the child stays with me, the more hesitation and reluctance to give up. We must take advantage of this time to send the child out.

However, when they got off the train, the two of them stopped at the same time as they stood in the crowded train station.

The child reached out to touch Su Zhaohuan's face and giggled.

Children's hands are soft.

Even Su Zhaohuan's current movement of holding the child was corrected many times by the nurses in the hospital. In the first month, he had to support the child's head.

Su Zhaohuan gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, but turned around again.

"A Yue, go buy a ticket."

Zhou Yue was overjoyed, "Shall we go back?"

"If you don't go back, buy a ticket and go to Ancheng."

Zhou Yue was startled, "My child..."

Su Zhaohuan made a decision at this time, a decision that not only affected the child in his arms, but also affected Mo Siting and even Lin Qiao's future.

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When Mo Qing received Su Zhaohuan's call, he was a little surprised.

He even searched in his mind for a long time before he remembered who this person was.

There is still a layer of relationship in the middle, which is not so easy to think of.

He made an appointment with him in Jubinlou.

A restaurant with high-end decoration, the people who come in are either rich or expensive.

When Mo Qing came out of the company, William, who had been watching closely all this time, immediately got a tip.

He asked Zhong Ze to go secretly.

In the distance, he saw a familiar figure.

"Look, that's not Lin Qiao's..."

Zhong Ze took a closer look and found that it was none other than the man who met in the apartment in Los Angeles some time ago.

Behind him was another man, who seemed to be holding a child in his arms.

Zhong Ze couldn't help wondering, "Is that a child?"

William wished he could take out his small binoculars and take a look, "It must be a fake child."

Zhong Ze: "..."

"Go down and have a look first." Zhong Ze opened the door and got out of the car.

William was also following behind. He was like a hound who had smelled the scent. The closer he was to his professional breakthrough point, the more excited he felt like he had never felt before.

"I have a cure."

Zhong Ze: "Huh?"

William patted Zhong Ze's head lightly, as if he was patting his own curious cat, "Didn't I say before that Mo Siting needs stimulation, and this stimulation is Lin Qiao. It is impossible for Joe to come to stimulate, so this stimulus point can be transferred."

"Transfer what..." Zhong Ze paused, "You mean..."

His eyes turned to the baby in the swaddle again.

child.

Lin Qiao can't, there are Lin Qiao's children.

William glanced at the door of the box again, and went out with his mobile phone, "I'm going to make a call, you watch here now."

Inside the box.

Mo Qing and Su Zhaohuan sat facing each other, looking at each other.

Zhou Yue hugged the silent baby and sat on the other side, also staring at him.

Mo Qing snorted softly, crossed his legs, propped his elbows on the table, and raised his eyebrows, "You want to bring a helper when you meet me? Do you think I'll be bad for you by myself?"

Perhaps, because he smelled the oppressive atmosphere in the box, the baby Zhou Yue was holding suddenly cried.

Mo Qing was taken aback.

"Really?"

He thought, as Willem had at first glance, that the swaddling baby was a fake baby.

He looked at Su Zhaohuan, "Oh, what are you doing here with a real child, do you want to touch porcelain?"

Su Zhaohuan looked at Mo Qing's indifferent appearance, and he who had been holding back all this time finally broke out. He jumped out of the chair and rushed towards Mo Qing.

Mo Qing is also a vigilant person.

He once joined the special forces, and his mobility is stronger than that of ten Su Zhaohuans.

He quickly dodged, looked at Su Zhaohuan with a sneer, and sneered in a very flat tone: "Even if you were a rival in love, there's no need to be so angry."

Su Zhaohuan's back stiffened.

"I know you like Lin Qiao too, but you just got preempted. Now that she's empty, don't you just go over to comfort her? You can make up for her empty heart instead of coming to me with a fake child..."

Su Zhaohuan roared angrily, "Mo Siting! This is your child!"

Mo Qing was stunned.

"mine?"

There was a sudden pain in his head, as if an electric cone had been pierced hard, the pain made him feel unbearable.