Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Song Hanqing walked up to Hua Mo, directly blocked her sight, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Hua Mo's dry lips.

Her mouth is beautiful, small, thin, and round, but at the moment her mouth is dry and cracked as if it is about to bleed.

Song Hanqing looked at it, poured a glass of water from the side and handed it to her, "Shen Zhuo has already gone to investigate, and there will be news about your brother soon, you don't need to make yourself into such a ghost! He is a Now that you're an adult, it's possible that it really will disappear out of thin air."

Hua Mo didn't pay attention to Song Hanqing all the time, and still maintained the posture just now, motionless.

Song Hanqing was annoyed, "Hua Mo, I'm talking to you."

Hua Mo stared at Song Hanqing with his eyes open, and his round eyes were fixed on Song Hanqing's eyes without any focus, as if he was some kind of enemy of hers.

Song Hanqing's pupils moved twice, his face darkened, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Hua Mo blinked his eyes twice, and suddenly giggled, "Song Hanqing, I really want to know what kind of person you are."

"Why is there such a cruel person like you in this world? You really deserve to be unloved and abandoned by your biological father!"

Hearing this, Song Hanqing's hand holding the water glass tightened suddenly, the water in the water glass kept vibrating, Song Hanqing's dark pupils seemed to be congested for a moment, he gritted his back molars and said in a deep voice, "Say it again! "

"Hua Mo! Don't you want to live anymore!"

Hua Mo faced Song Hanqing's deep eyes, "You're right, I really don't want to live anymore, if it wasn't for the child in my stomach, I wouldn't want to live long ago!"

"Actually, it is true that I will not live long, I will not live long, Song Hanqing, you will get your wish!"

"When I die, you can justifiably marry Qin Yu, can't you?"

Hua Mo's eyes were red, her pupils were already big, and they were out of focus at the moment. Song Hanqing was a little dazed by her roar, and stretched out his hand to turn over and press her on the bed.

Hua Mo closed her eyes, and tears slowly rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Song Hanqing's chest was churning with anger, and he stared at her, but he couldn't express it, so he stretched out his hand and punched her in the ear.

Then turned over, turned and walked out.

Hua Mo heard the sound of closing the door, and the tears fell even more.

Both of her parents passed away, and in this life she only had her elder brother Hua An as a family member. If something happened to her elder brother, she would really be helpless.

What to do with the baby in the womb.
If she was born, wouldn't she have no relatives?
Hua Mo slowly closed his eyes.

At the door, Xiaomei slowly opened the door and came in. Seeing Hua Mo lying on the bed without a quilt, she quickly put down the fish soup in her hand, walked over to cover Hua Mo with the quilt, and said softly, "Young Mistress, don't scare me. Me! The young master just ordered me to prepare fish soup for you, how about you drink some?"

"Young Mistress, even if you are not thinking about yourself, you should also think about the child in your belly! You should eat as much as you want."

The word "children" made Hua Mo feel a little relieved. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress his belly. He sat up and took the fish soup that Xiaomei handed over, and drank it in small sips.

Seeing that Hua Mo finally ate, Xiaomei felt relieved and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After drinking the soup bowl with Hua Mo and walking out, Xiaomei immediately called Song Hanqing.

"Hey, master, young mistress has drunk it."

In the car at the door, Song Hanqing held the steering wheel in one hand and the phone in the other, and hummed lightly.

Xiaomei hesitated, "That young master."

Song Hanqing's eyebrows moved slightly, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Xiaomei bit her lip, "Well, I want to ask which hospital that Young Master Helian is in! I heard he was just now."

When Song Hanqing heard Xiaomei's words, he immediately understood, "I didn't see it! You're always mad, but you still have someone you like."

"But it's not good to like anyone, but Helian Lang! Have you ever thought about what the consequences will be if your family finds out? The Helian family and your family are feuds."

Xiaomei's face flushed red, she pouted lightly, "Who told you that I like Helian Lang!"

"Besides, I don't know how many lifetimes those things happened, and it has nothing to do with me. I don't want to go back to that home for a long time!"

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm hanging up!"

As Xiaomei said, she hung up the phone directly.

Thinking of what Song Hanqing said just now, he tightened his grip on the phone, was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help it, and sent a message to Helian Lang.

Xiaomei: Hey, are you dead?

Xiaomei: Which hospital are you in? I'll take the time to visit you.

After sending the message, Helian Lang didn't reply for a long time.

Xiaomei got angry and threw the phone aside.

If you don't return, you won't return, who cares.

Since she became pregnant, Hua Mo felt twice as much as usual, coupled with the successive blows, her mood was affected, so her head became more and more dizzy, and she fell asleep after drinking fish soup.

When she woke up the next day, she felt much better, and she got up and walked down.

At a glance, he caught sight of Song Hanqing who was sitting at the dining table.

It was as if a thorn had been stuck in his throat. Hua Mo didn't want to see Song Hanqing, so he went straight into the kitchen.

Xiaomei is a smart person. Although she didn't know the reason, she could probably figure out what happened from Hua Mo's eyes. Seeing this, she immediately turned around and followed.

"Young grandma."

Hua Mo heard the sound and turned his head away.

Biting her lip, Xiaomei took a small bowl of porridge from the side and handed it to Hua Mo, "Here, Young Mistress, your favorite orange peel beef porridge, I just made it, I know you don't want to see the young master, I specially reserved it for you. "

Looking at Xiaomei's elf appearance, Hua Mo couldn't help but smile, took a sip of the tangerine peel beef porridge she handed over, and praised, "It's delicious."

Xiaomei chuckled, "Young Mistress, as long as you like it."

"Master, he has such a temper and a big temper, but he is not a heinous person. You can just ignore him, young mistress."

"It's not a heinous person." Hua Mo read these words, and raised the corners of his lips slightly mockingly, "If he is not a villain, who is a villain!"

"Song Hanqing, he is a disgusting person!"

While talking, Hua Mo burst into tears, and the crystal clear tears mixed into the porridge.

She spoke in a moderate voice, but it happened to be heard by Song Hanqing who was standing at the door.

Song Hanqing felt as if he had been shot several times in the chest, his hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists, and his stiff face was covered with a thick layer of gloom.

In her eyes, he turned out to be such an annoyance to her