Wife, do you see my kneeling posture is standard?

Mo Xiaojing sat on a chair in the corridor of the hospital, looking at the laboratory test sheet tightly in her hand with heavy eyes.

This test sheet was like pouring a bucket of cold water on the head, the chill swept over, and the heart was frozen in time, as if it had stopped beating completely.

It turned out that her guess was right.

It turned out that Xia Wanwan's child was really still alive.

All of this is Shao Qihui's deception!
She had been trying her best to restrain her thoughts, and she didn't dare to think about it any further.

She never thought that the person next to her pillow would lie to her for so long.

Mo Xiaojing's body was leaning against the back of the seat in nothingness. She closed her eyes and tried to let herself go, but she felt cramps in her left atrium.

She felt that there was a bottomless abyss in front of her, and no matter what she chose, she had to jump into it and accept the picture of the truth being torn apart in front of her.

She didn't want to face it, and she didn't dare to face it.She even selfishly wanted to hide all the truth and rot in her stomach.

That way, she doesn't have to make a choice.

"Mom! Mom! Woohoo..." Suddenly, a childish cry came from my ear.

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was a crying child in front of her, about four or five years old, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, but he kept looking around.

Mo Xiaojing squatted down and pulled him into her arms, raised her hand and gently rubbed his head, and whispered softly, "Little friend, what's the matter?"

Hearing her voice, the child's crying stopped abruptly. He turned his head and blinked a pair of walnut-like red and swollen eyes, sucked his nose, and said in a milky voice, "I can't find my mother."

As he spoke, a tear as big as a bean fell down again, which made people feel distressed just looking at it.

Mo Xiaojing gently wiped away the tears on his face, hugged him into her arms, got up and looked around, "Don't worry, Auntie will help you find it together."

Just as she turned around, a middle-aged woman rushed towards them with a cane. Before Mo Xiaojing could react, the child in her arms had already been snatched away.

The middle-aged woman held the child with one hand, looked around him, then looked at Mo Xiaojing excitedly, "Thank you, thank you very much."

Mo Xiaojing looked at her trembling hand holding the cane, she felt a tug in her heart, but at the same time she understood it, "Let me hold it for you."

"No, I'm used to it." When the middle-aged woman said this, her eyes were full of tenderness, but at the same time there was a bit of tenacity.

She was surrounded by a kind of light from top to bottom, as if she had an indestructible body as long as she was for the child.

This deeply touched Mo Xiaojing, and her hesitant heart became a little firmer.

"Thank you." After throwing two words to the middle-aged woman abruptly, she turned and left the hospital.

After getting into the taxi, the phone rang suddenly.She glanced at the name jumping on the screen and turned off the phone directly.

About four or ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at Shao Qihui's apartment.

Mo Xiaojing looked up at the apartment on the top floor, and her frozen heart resumed beating one after another, even beating wildly, as if it was going to jump out of her throat.

She flinched a little, and kept cheering herself up in her heart.

Mo Xiaojing, you have to work hard for Lin Qianqian!
After a while, she clenched her fists, stomped her foot on the ground, took a deep breath, and walked into the apartment building.

Every time the elevator goes up a floor, she needs to breathe a long sigh of relief, until it stops on the eighteenth floor, she suddenly freezes.

He held his breath for an instant, holding the elevator wall tightly with both hands, just watching helplessly, but he didn't dare to take a step out.

"Xiaojing, why are you here?" Suddenly, Shao Qihui opened the door and stood at the door, looking at her suspiciously, and asked aloud.

"Ah?" Mo Xiaojing's pupils couldn't help but dilate, and there was a bit of panic at the bottom of her eyes.

"Why didn't you say anything before you came, I'm going to discuss the engagement with you." As he spoke, Shao Qihui had already closed the door and walked towards the elevator.

Seeing him getting closer, Mo Xiaojing frowned slightly, as if she had made up her mind, she quickly ran out of the elevator, grabbed his arm, looked ahead, and said in a mechanically stiff voice, "I have something to tell you. .”

She pressed her fingerprints involuntarily and pulled Shao Qihui in.

After entering, she kept her back to Shao Qihui, clutching her bag tightly with both hands, frowning tightly, her chest felt stuffy as if a big stone had been pressed on it.

She felt that if she asked this question, a crack would be drawn in the relationship between the two of them, and it would never be repaired.

Sensing that something was wrong with Mo Xiaojing, Shao Qihui reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind, his chin just resting on her shoulder, and took a deep breath.

"I haven't been with you well these days, are you angry?" When he spoke, his breath just sprayed on Mo Xiaojing's earlobe.

The earlobe moved slightly, and Mo Xiaojing couldn't help but slapped coldly, and slowly let go of the hand holding the bag, but it was still stuck in her throat, and she didn't know how to respond to Shao Qihui.

Mo Xiaojing didn't speak for a long time.

Shao Qihui held her chin with his big palm, forced her to face him, then kissed her soft lips, sucking the beauty that belonged to her alone.

Intense kisses swept across the sky, and Mo Xiaojing was soon immersed in Shao Qihui's madness. She wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, wishing she could become one with him.

It seems that only in this way, there will be no various suspicions between them, and no conflicts will be caused by suspicion.

She hoped that time would stop at this moment, and only at this moment would she have a chance to breathe, without having to think about uncovering the truth.

However, time never stops.

There is no escape from life.

The phone rang suddenly, and Shao Qihui let go of Mo Xiaojing.

He glanced at the phone screen, then at Mo Xiaojing, turned his back to her, pressed the answer button, and said in a low tone with a bit of coldness, "Say."

Mo Xiaojing vaguely heard that the other person was talking about the little boy, but she didn't hear the specifics clearly.

Her footsteps were slightly closer to Shao Qihui, and she pricked up her ears carefully to hear what the other person was saying. She just moved a small step, and Shao Qihui's stern voice of rejection came to her ears, "No, I don't have time to take care of him."

Mo Xiaojing froze in place, looking around as if nothing had happened.

Soon, Shao Qihui hung up the phone, turned around and looked at her with tentative eyes, seeing her calm and breezy appearance, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, put away his phone and walked towards her.

"My friend asked me to help him take care of the child for a few days, but I refused." Shao Qihui took the initiative to confess to Mo Xiaojing.

He always felt that Mo Xiaojing was a bit strange these two days. If he kept concealing the truth, he was worried that things would develop in an uncontrollable direction.

At the mention of children, Mo Xiaojing's heart suddenly "thumped", his hands and feet were cold, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he couldn't help swallowing nervously.

The momentum that was simmering in her heart burst out in an instant, she clenched her fists tightly, and looked up at Shao Qihui.

"What's wrong?" Shao Qihui patted her head lightly with his big palm, and asked softly.

"I have something to ask you." Mo Xiaojing took a deep breath and said.

Seeing Mo Xiaojing's solemn expression, Shao Qihui froze for a moment, then nodded, "Ask."

As soon as Shao Qihui finished speaking, Mo Xiaojing immediately asked, "Is that little boy really your friend's child?"

She looked at Shao Qihui's eyes with a look of scrutiny, and she clenched her hands tightly, feeling nervous for a while.

Mo Xiaojing's questioning gave Shao Qihui a hard blow. His gentle eyes suddenly turned cold, and his heart was filled with turmoil, but he still looked calm on the surface, "What do you mean?"

"Qihui, can you tell me the truth? Whose child is he?" Mo Xiaojing swallowed nervously and continued to ask.

Shao Qihui's face collapsed in an instant, he grabbed Mo Xiaojing's arm, dragged her to the room without any explanation, and locked the door behind him.

Mo Xiaojing looked at him in horror, her lips trembled unconsciously, her arm seemed to be crushed, and the pain was severe, "Let go of me."

"What on earth do you know?" Shao Qihui clenched his teeth, and the words came out from between his teeth, with a lingering evil spirit lingering between his brows.

"I...I..." Mo Xiaojing was scared.

She curled up, trembling uncontrollably, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her entire body was frozen stiff.

"Mo Xiaojing! Tell me!" Shao Qihui's face was getting closer and closer, the ink in his eyes was so thick that he couldn't melt it, as if he wanted to swallow Mo Xiaojing completely.

Looking at his frowning brows and falcon-like eyes, like an enraged beast, Mo Xiaojing's eyes were unconsciously covered with mist and blurred.

She sneered, her beating heart shook violently, and finally calmed down, she sniffed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let go."

Shao Qihui was indifferent.

She paused and let out a roar, "I let you go!"

Shao Qihui let go slowly.

Mo Xiaojing took out the identification form from her bag, pointed to the content on it, pursed her dry lips, and said slowly, "He is Qianqian's child, isn't he?"

Shao Qihui snatched the identification report from her hand abruptly, the content on it shocked him extremely, he seemed to be hit in the head, all his thoughts were entangled, disorganized and dizzy.

"So, why do you do this?"

Mo Xiaojing's question fell into his ears, Shao Qihui's eyes tightened, he crumpled up the appraisal report, turned his head to look at her, and a sternness flashed in his eyes, "You forced me to do this."

After finishing speaking, before Mo Xiaojing could react, Shao Qihui pulled her out of the room.

He opened the door and looked at the corridor. There was no one outside. He dragged Mo Xiaojing to the opposite door, pressed the combination lock, and threw her in.

Mo Xiaojing fell to the ground without standing still, looking at Shao Qihui's scarlet eyes, from which she saw the emotion called killing.

With her hands on the ground, she slowly slid back, and Shao Qihui's footsteps got closer and closer.

It wasn't until her back was on the table that she couldn't retreat that Shao Qihui slowly squatted down.

Mo Xiaojing looked at him with fear.

He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and said word by word, "It's not my fault."