After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

"I didn't think about leaving," Hull explained hastily, "It's just because of Mo Xiaoyuan's appearance, my family said that he is the father of the child, you might leave with Mo Xiaoyuan, so let me go home first. "

When he first approached Mu Qing, he did have other thoughts, but during the three months of getting along, he really fell in love with her.

It's just that the child in her belly has always been a hurdle in his heart. He pretended not to care before, but in fact he still has some grudges in his heart.

After all, what man would want to marry a pregnant woman?

And when Mo Xiaoyuan appeared as the child's biological father, the reluctance in his heart was magnified even more.

He needed time to sort out his emotions, and with the persuasion of his mother Salika, he simply moved home first to calm down.

He hasn't figured out what to do next, but he can be sure that he likes Mu Qing and doesn't want to give up.

"Your family asked you to go home, and you went back, and then?" Mu Qing said in a flat tone, "Hell, you actually care about the child in my belly, you don't want to accept him, right?"

In her current situation, she never dared to expect love.

The reason for wanting to marry Hull is also very simple, all she wants is to have someone who can accompany her and her children.

If Hull couldn't accept the child in her womb, and would even choose to escape when she needed him most because of the existence of this child, she would rather be alone all the time.

It's not that she can't live without a man, and whether she gets married or not is understandable to her.

Hale didn't know how to respond.

He wanted to say he didn't mind, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

After waiting for a few seconds without an answer, Mu Qing stopped asking persistently, "It's getting late now, you should rest first, and contact me another day."

She didn't blame Hull for this matter, and Hull's reaction was just that of a normal man.

It's just that judging from the current situation, there is no need for the two of them to talk anymore.

Whether it's the phone call or the marriage.

Hull was also in a mess right now, so he told her to take a good rest and ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qing opened the delivery app to order food.

Mo Xiaoyuan stared straight at her with jet-black eyes like splashed ink, "Are you planning to... separate from Hull?"

He wanted to talk about breaking up, but he didn't want to admit the fact that the two were in a relationship before, so he changed the term.

Mu Qing glanced at him, but didn't answer his question, "Aren't you going back tonight?"

"I'm here with you."

"I don't need your company."

Mo Xiaoyuan didn't answer any more, and ended the conversation unilaterally.

And, as always, according to his own style of acting, he forcibly stayed here.

After dinner, Mu Qing picked up her phone again, "I'll transfer the medical fee to you."

Mo Xiaoyuan didn't want her money, but seeing her insistence, he finally took out his mobile phone and said a number.

The medical expenses in this country are two to three times that of the North Country. In addition, this is a private hospital, and Mo Xiaoyuan made an appointment with an expert, so the price is several times more expensive than that of ordinary hospitals in China.

After a sum of money was transferred, Mu Qing's account was half empty.

Today the doctor said that she may have to stay in the hospital for three or four days, and the money in her card may not be enough.

The next day, Mu Qing applied for a transfer by herself.

However, Mo Xiaoyuan had already greeted the hospital, and the hospital did not transfer her to another hospital at all.

Mu Qing had no choice but to go back to the ward.

Mo Xiaoyuan guessed what she was doing just now, looked at her twice, but didn't speak.

Mu Qing: "I will return your money to you later."

"No need." Mo Xiaoyuan said lightly, "You have already paid more than half of the money, and the rest of my payment should be regarded as saving our children's lives."

The high cost of the first day is mainly due to the high cost of seeing a doctor, and the subsequent hospitalization will be cheaper.

Mu Qing said with a cold face: "I said the child is not yours."

"Well, no."

He followed her words, but blocked all of Mu Qing's words.

Mu Qing held her breath, climbed back to bed and lay down.

Mo Xiaoyuan continued to say unhurriedly: "Although it's not my child, I don't mind being his stepfather."

Mu Qing ignored him and turned on the listening software to listen to the news.

At noon, the door of the ward was knocked open.

Little Mike ran in from the outside and yelled "Mu" crisply.

Mu Qing was depressed all morning, but when she saw Little Mike, she instantly improved a lot, and called him in surprise, "Mike?"

The little guy usually has a good relationship with Mu Qing, but he went to play with her yesterday and didn't see anyone, he was sad for a long time, but finally saw her today, he can't wait to jump on Mu Qing and hang himself.

In fact, he did.

Just before jumping on the hospital bed, he made a jumping posture, and was picked up by Mo Xiaoyuan with his collar, and placed one meter away from the hospital bed.

Little Mike's resentful eyes fell on Mo Xiaoyuan, wanting to say "fuck you" to him.

After comparing the height and muscle strength of the two, Little Mike silently swallowed this sentence back.

Forget it, can't beat it.

When he grows up, he will fight this uncle one-on-one.

Mo Xiao Yuanquan presumed he couldn't understand the little guy's eyes, so he said, "She hasn't recovered yet, please be quiet."

"Oh." The little guy replied extremely indifferently, walked past him to the hospital bed, jumped up with his hands on the edge of the bed, sat on the hospital bed, the baby's fat little face was full of worry, "Mu, why are you sick?" Huh? Are you seriously ill?"

"It's not serious, it's just an allergy." Mu Qing smiled and rubbed the little guy's head, "Why are you here? Did you say hello to Mom and Dad?"

"This uncle told them for me." Little Mike rubbed his head against Mu Qing's palm like a puppy, "This uncle said that you hate him and don't want to play with him, let me accompany you you."

Mu Qing paused with a smile, Mo Xiaoyuan walked out of the ward without denying Little Mike's words.

"I'll go outside and talk to you."

Here, he always felt that Mu Qing would always be unhappy, so it's better to give her space to catch her breath.

After Mo Xiaoyuan left, Little Mike walked over and hugged Mu Qing's arm, "Mu, why didn't you tell Hull that you were sick?

"I wanted to tell Hull about it in the morning, but the uncle wouldn't tell me."

Mu Qing squeezed his chubby face, "Because I don't want Hull to worry, don't tell him when you go back today, okay?"

"Okay." Little Mike agreed, then took off his small backpack, and took out a small cloth bag with a tight mouth, "Mu, I made steamed cakes for you, try it. "

Mu Qing opened the cloth bag, picked out a piece of cake and put it in her mouth, Little Mike stared at her with bright eyes, expecting a comment.

"Mu, is it delicious?"

Mu Qing nodded, "It's delicious."

Little Mike laughed happily, and asked again: "Mu, I heard that there are a lot of delicious food in Beiguo, can you tell me what you like to eat?"

Mu Qing nodded, and told Little Mike about her favorite dishes, and by the way, introduced a few allusions she knew.

Little Mike took out a small notebook and jotted down one by one carefully.

Seeing that he was serious about remembering, Mu Qing couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you doing memorizing? Do you want to go back and learn how to cook?"

Little Mike nodded, then shook his head again.

Someone did want to learn how to cook, but not him.

He's just little Mike working hard for ten lollipops.