"The bedding reflects the character."

Jiang Yi'an raised her legs and followed Mo Beixiao into the mall, while reflecting on what he just said, the sarcastic smile on her lips became deeper and deeper: "Mr. Mo really knows a lot, what he said makes sense."

"The man last night, although everyone said he was very good..."

"I still want to believe Mr. Mo's words."

"He is just a guy with low moral character, rudeness and self-righteousness."

Mo Beixiao's long legs walked towards the mall without stopping.

But for some reason, the woman's voice behind him made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The image of him tearing off a woman's clothes in the dark last night began to appear in his mind involuntarily...

It seems... he wasn't very gentle to Qin Hanshuang last night?

Thinking like this, he suddenly felt that Jiang Yi'an's words were a bit harsh.

Finally, the man stopped, turned his eyes and glanced at her lightly, his voice cold: "I'm just saying that in most cases, the quality of the bed reflects the character."

"But this kind of thing should be divided among people."

Jiang Yian was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this man was looking for compensation for himself.

It seems that he himself knows that the quality of his bedding is extremely poor.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile brightly at him: "Really? But what you just said was Mr. Mo's own words."

"Is it possible..."

The woman's eyes looked at Mo Beixiao up and down with evil intentions: "Mr. Mo's bedding is also not good?"

Mo Beixiao's face suddenly turned black.

In broad daylight, I asked him how the bedding was...

Does this woman know any sense of shame?

He turned away from her coldly: "This is not what you should care about!"

Looking at the cold back of the man's head, Jiang Yian paused for a moment, then sneered.

This man wouldn't think that she was deliberately teasing him by asking him this, right?

She just wanted to laugh at him with what he said.

Think more!

"Mr. Mo."

At this time, the mall manager came quickly with several women in professional attire.

After standing in front of them, the manager looked at Jiang Yi'an, and then laughed: "This must be the wife, right?"

Mo Beixiao hummed indifferently: "Choose a dress that is dignified and suitable for her and put it on for her."

After saying that, he glanced at the red marks on Jiang Yi'an's neck and collarbone with a hint of disgust: "Cover those marks for her again."

As soon as he said these words, everyone's eyes immediately followed his eyes and landed on Jiang Yi'an's neck and collarbone.

Those probing and ambiguous glances made Jiang Yi'an's face instantly turn ugly.

She frowned and covered her neck and collarbone with her hands.

"As a newlywed, it's understandable that you end up like this, haha."

The mall manager laughed: "It seems that Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo have a really good relationship!"

When he said this, the women quickly agreed: "Mrs. Mo is so lucky!"

"I can cover these marks myself."

Jiang Yi'an frowned, interrupted the women's words, and said in a cold voice: "Just help Mr. Mo cover the marks on his neck."

After saying that, she turned around and strode towards the women's clothing store in the distance: "I can choose my own clothes, so I don't need to trouble you."

Watching the woman leave, the mall manager was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Beixiao: "Mr. Mo, this..."

Mo Beixiao frowned coldly, walked up to a woman behind the manager, picked up the mirror in her hand, and took a look at his neck.

Inside the collar of his white shirt, a bright red hickey rested at the base of his neck, which was very conspicuous.

The man's eyes instantly darkened.

From the moment he met Jiang Yi'an, he had been accusing Jiang Yi'an of having fun with a man last night, and had been mocking her openly and secretly because of the hickey on Jiang Yi'an's collarbone.

But he didn't expect that there was one on his own neck that was more obvious than hers.

"Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo have a really good relationship."

Seeing Mo Beixiao staring at the hickey in the mirror, the mall manager continued to flatter him with a dry smile: "You two have a good relationship, so it's normal to leave some marks."

Mo Beixiao frowned and glanced at the woman who was choosing clothes in the women's clothing store in the distance: "Choose a few more sets for her."

Jiang Yi'an had no intention of choosing clothes.

After entering the women's clothing store, she picked up a random set and went into the dressing room to change into it.

But as soon as she walked in, her cell phone rang. It was a call from Hanghang's attending doctor.

Looking at the notes on the screen, Jiang Yi'an's heart suddenly stopped.

She was worried that Dr. Liu would come to see her for something urgent, but she was also afraid that there were ears in the wall and she would not dare to answer the question at will.

So she quickly came out of the dressing room, got into the stairwell while no one was paying attention, and ran to the balcony on the second floor to answer the phone.

Fortunately, Dr. Liu didn't have anything urgent and just told her that Hanghang's condition had improved recently.

At the end of the phone call, Dr. Liu also urged Jiang Yi'an to put the pregnancy on the agenda as soon as possible and not to take it lightly just because Hanghang's condition improved.

Jiang Yian briefly chatted with Dr. Liu for a while, thanked her properly, took a deep breath, hung up the phone and went downstairs.

As soon as she reached the stairwell, she heard several sneaky female voices.

"Didn't Mr. Mo show affection to Miss Qin just yesterday and hold a grand wedding banquet for her? Where did this Mrs. Mo come from?"

"Who knows, it seems that Mr. Mo and I slept together last night. Could it be that the mistress is in charge?"

"Isn't it too miserable for Miss Qin? Haven't Miss Qin and Mr. Mo been together for five years?"

……

Jiang Yi'an followed the sound and looked downstairs.

It was the women who were following the mall manager just now.

At this moment, they were standing at the stairs on the first floor, chatting together.

Jiang Yian curled his lips, changed to a lazy posture and leaned against the railing on the second floor, looking down at these women.

Just when she was about to interrupt them, one of the women spoke furtively: "Don't you know? Five years ago, Miss Qin actually wanted to marry Young Master Mo Nanze, but Young Master Mo suddenly He became a vegetative state..."

"Later, I don't know why, but Miss Qin got together with the second young master of the Mo family, now Mr. Mo, and now the mistress takes over..."

"Oh my god, this Miss Qin is so miserable..."

The women's words made Jiang Yi'an frown severely, and his thoughts went back to five years ago.

Back then, that woman’s harsh voice on the phone still rings in my ears——

"Originally, the reason why you were pregnant with this child was because our lady was infertile and wanted to use your belly to give birth to a child so that she could successfully marry into a wealthy family."

"But half a month ago, the father of the child in your belly became a vegetable, and she didn't want to get married."

……

Now these women say that Qin Hanshuang wanted to marry Mo Nanze five years ago...

Could it be that the "young lady" from five years ago was Qin Hanshuang! ?

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