Chapter 353 Chapter 353 Who's Who's Thorn Tree (Thirteen)

After listening to Xia Wanyang's words, Qiao Jinfan's face looked better than before, but when he turned to look at Wanqing, he couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it good last night? Why do you feel uncomfortable?" The big hand didn't care if Xia Wanyang was on the side, it had already landed on Wan Qing's forehead, Qiao Jinfan couldn't help frowning and looked at Wan Qing, trying to sense something from her seemingly calm but weird face, but Wan Qing Behaved very well at this time. "It's really all right, it's just that someone made a fuss!"

When Wan Qing said this, she glanced at Xia Wanyang with a faint smile, because the undisguised concern on Xia Wanyang's face made her scared and anxious, afraid that he could not help but say it out. Fortunately, Xia Wanyang didn't expose it, and Wan Qing felt a little relaxed in her heart. "Aren't you still working? Hurry up and go to work!" After Wan Qing chased Xia Wanyang away, she looked at Qiao Jinfan who still had a worried face, exhausted all her courage to show a peaceful smile, pushed Qiao Jinfan with ease and said: "I don't like the hospital at all. I'm starving to death. What's the matter with you? Can you accompany me to eat?"

Wan Qing's relaxed and lively appearance made Qiao Jinfan smile unconsciously, and he was even a little relieved, so he naturally agreed to Wan Qing's request. "Grandma's condition has improved a bit. I went over to take a look. As long as she takes care of her properly, she will recover soon!" When Qiao Jinfan said this, Wan Qing already had a reassuring smile on her face. She deleted the phone call last night. Who was he who answered the phone later? With Qiao Jinfan's character, he didn't explain anything to her It's not surprising that Wan Qing didn't ask any more questions, but instead tried hard to eat seriously, which made Qiao Jinfan's lips smile unconsciously.

Seeing the more gentle and relieved smile in Qiao Jinfan's eyes, Wan Qing lowered her head to prevent him from seeing the faint and uncontrollable sparkle in her eyes. She didn't want Qiao Jinfan to suffer from this pain. If she could, she would keep this secret forever. Buried in the bottom of my heart. But so what? It can be just a secret. When Wan Qing choked on food, she hurriedly thought about going to the bathroom. She was afraid that if she continued to support Qiao Jinfan, she would show her vulnerability. "Sunshine~" Seeing that Qiao Jinfan got up and was about to follow, Wan Qing quickly waved her hand to signal him not to worry, but her pace quickened little by little.

Laying down on the washstand, tears flowed down silently. Happiness was clearly within reach, but she didn't have the courage to possess it. As long as she thinks of the 1% possibility, her heart trembles. Wan Qing is afraid that her eyes will swell from crying, so she keeps wiping her eyes. Open, although the pregnant woman was just taken aback, she said in a very bad tone: "Why are you in such a hurry? If you hurt the child, can you take responsibility?" The pregnant woman patted her chest with a frightened look on her face, Wan Qing had no choice but to add an apology, and left as if running away, but the pregnant woman's words made her feel like a knife was hurting her heart.

If you hurt your child, can you take responsibility? She is not a cruel executioner, she cannot hurt the child that belongs to her and Qiao Jinfan, but what if it is not their child? Thinking of this, Wan Qing's face became paler and she tried to adjust, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't calm down. She had accumulated a lot of courage, but she couldn't face Qiao Jinfan. Seeing that tall figure seemed to be because of her long time Walking over without returning, Wan Qing was in a hurry, and hurriedly hid behind the pillar holding one side. "Mr. Mo, this way please, please go upstairs to the private room~"

Several men in suits and leather shoes, as well as a capable and agile woman, surrounded a tall and cold figure like a Roman statue, and approached step by step along the hotel's circular-designed corridor. Because of the word 'Mr. Mo', Wan Qing's eyes could not help but move towards the crowd walking over there. Mo Lingtian's face was stern and thin, like a slab of ice, but he was even more handsome. The man next to him The young woman's adoring eyes kept falling on him. There seemed to be a faint gravitational force, when Mo Lingtian's eyes met Wan Qing's, Wan Qing felt her heart tighten, her throat felt sour, and at the same time she almost fainted, she wanted to vomit even more, so she stretched out her hand uncontrollably He covered his mouth, but his eyes were as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't want to meet Mo Lingtian's staring eyes.

There was panic in Wan Qing's eyes, as well as a trace of alienation and escape. She wanted to escape, but the pillars were connected to the waist-length glass fence, so there was no possibility of escape. Cold sweat broke out in the palms of the hands, the coldness in Wan Qing's eyes was like a knife, falling on the handsome face that seemed to be stereotyped, there was a feeling of despair. Unconsciously, she covered her lower abdomen with her hand, clenched her fists tightly, watching Mo Lingtian quickly look away, and continued to move forward as if she hadn't seen anything, Wan Qing's heart was still tight Stretched like a wire, sharply stiff and painful.

"Mr. Mo~" The woman following Mo Lingtian naturally and sensitively noticed the momentary change on Mo Lingtian's face, and also saw Wan Qing who had a bad complexion. "Miss Qin's hairstyle is very special!" Mo Lingtian slightly raised the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes slightly, and when he examined the woman, he added a word of praise. Immediately, the woman forgot what she wanted to say, and immediately smiled shyly and charmingly. "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your compliment!" Wan Qing looked at the woman who had been completely lost by Mo Lingtian, and understood why he did what he did just now, but Wan Qing couldn't be grateful for him like that, and at the door of the bathroom, because she saw Mo Lingtian walking over, Qiao Jinfan, with a look of indifference on his face, turned around and walked back to his seat.

Seeing Mo Lingtian led a group of people up the stairs around the corner and into the box on the second floor, Wan Qing's stomach couldn't help churning, and she ran into the bathroom again, throwing up. It wasn't because he vomited after eating, but because he vomited only after seeing Mo Ling. "Are you OK?" It was the same pregnant woman just now, now seeing Wan Qing lying on the washstand, without the previous dissatisfaction, Yue Mo became a little concerned. "Yes? How long has it been? Why are you vomiting so much?"