On the day of the divorce, the CEO’s ex-husband suffered from morning sickness

Before Su Li could figure out how to deal with Sister Qin, the phone rang again.

Looking at the familiar phone number, Su Li was a little impatient: "Hey, what's wrong? Didn't I say that as long as you keep your mouth shut, Su Mo can't do anything to you."

But a strange voice came from the other end: "Is it Miss Su Li?"

Su Li's unspoken words suddenly stopped.

She looked at the phone number again and confirmed that it was Sister Qin's number. Her voice could not help but become slightly cold: "I am. Who are you?"

"I am Qin Suhua's lover. Everyone calls me Yang Laoer." Yang Laoer smiled apologetically: "Thanks to Miss Su Li for taking care of my wife in Chengdu."

Su Li's expression did not improve, and his voice became colder: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, what do you want to do?"

Listening to her cold voice, Yang Laoer secretly said "poof" in his heart.

"My girl has already told her everything you asked her to do. She is a girl and is ignorant, so you just threw away 300 million."

"But I'm not stupid, you have to add money! Otherwise, I will tell others about it."

"It is said that"

Su Li's face completely sank: "Are you threatening me?"

Yang Laoer burped and said hehe: "I just want to make some money for drinks. It doesn't matter if you don't give me money. I heard that the two people at the door belong to Miss Su Mo. I think she will be willing to help me buy it." Some wine.”

Even if it's a threat, so what?

Su Li gritted his teeth: "How much do you want?"

"1000 million!"

"You are dreaming!"

Yang Laoer said "hehe" twice: "Since you can't bear it, then I'll go find the person at the door. Hang up..."

"Wait!" Su Li said anxiously.

Her mind was racing, she thought clearly quickly, and said calmly: "You can ask for 1000 million. I have a condition."

Yang Laoer took a sip of wine proudly and said, "Miss Su, please speak."

Su Li's voice came from the microphone: "I want Sister Qin to never speak again."

Yang Laoer was stunned.

Only the dead can never speak again.

Zuli is going to...

In an instant, Su Li's voice sounded like a ghost seeking death in Yang Laoer's ears.

"As long as you can do it, 1000 million in cash will be delivered to you immediately."

Yang Laoer stayed for a while, then heard himself swallowing and said, "How can I trust you?"

Su Li chuckled: "Card number."

In less than 3 minutes, there was a "ding" sound, reminding that 300 million was credited to the account.

Yang Laoer looked at the balance on the card and swallowed again.

-

When Su Mo woke up the next day, it was already bright.

The first action was to run into the toilet in a hurry.

This time, the vomiting was a bit severe.

Su Mo felt like the stomach acid in her stomach was about to be vomited out.

Is this a sequelae of the baby being too good a few days ago?

Because he knew something was wrong with Su Mo, the baby didn't bother.

When the matter was settled, this time the commotion broke out uncontrollably.

Su Mo touched his belly and couldn't help laughing: "You are quite smart."

My stomach was quiet and there was no reaction at all.

Su Mo smiled.

I didn't know what to do at this moment, so I just sat on the ground and started to be in a daze.

"At this time, it would be great if I could have a bite of crystal shrimp dumplings."

Although he thought so, Su Mo was too lazy to move.

Until there was a knock on the door.

"Senior?"

Jingze smiled warmly and shook the pickled beef noodles packed in his hand: "I guess you haven't had breakfast yet."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Senior, come in first."

Jingze entered the room, opened the packaged beef noodles, and said, "It's not going well with Sister Qin. I think you might have to go there in person. Just come here."