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Chapter 900 Qiao Yimo is a witch
Mo Xiaohua sat in the living room for half an hour, but Hu's mother didn't come down from the stairs.

Mo Xiaozhen had something in her heart, so she had no choice but to wait like this, so the nanny told Hu's mother that she had left, and left from Huzhai.

Mo Xiaohua drove away from Huzhai, her face was so black that cold ink dripped out, her heart was filled with indescribable anger and hatred.

She thought of what Mo Xiaolan did to the Mo family and Zhang Xintong because of Qiao Yimo's "death" back then, and she still feels extremely chilling when she thinks about it today.

Thinking of Mo Xiaolan's indifference and disregard for these blood relatives over the past few years.

Thinking that Chai Pingzi and Mo Qi couldn't bear the blow because of Mo's bankruptcy.Because the only son announced in public that he would sever the relationship between father and son, mother and son, he was depressed, depressed all day long, and gave up on himself.

Thinking of every day, every minute of the past few years, the life she lived... She couldn't help but hate, couldn't swallow this breath!
She, Qiao Yimo, made their Mo family fall apart, and the family didn't feel like home.

The Mo Group, which was gradually on its way to glory, was destroyed in just a few short days. She was well behaved, the daughter of the Mo Group and the elites in the industry who were envied by countless people. choose
He would never ask his begging man for a job that would allow her to continue living in this world!
She worked so hard and used all the opportunities and means to improve herself to make herself better and make the Mo family to a higher level.

Just to shorten the gap between herself and her most beloved man!
But today, she is getting further and further away from him.

He is no longer her senior and friend, but her boss and employer!
Today's Mo family and Hu family are like clouds and mud!
And all of this is thanks to her, Qiao Yimo!
Mo Xiaohua grasped the steering wheel tightly, clenching her upper and lower teeth, and the speed of the car increased unknowingly.

It would be fine if she really died.

But she was still alive.

Not only that, but she even hooked up with Hu's family again, bewitched by suddenly not to say anything, even Hu Ke and Hu Jingyao were coaxed around by her.

Is she, Qiao Yimo, a witch? !
How can she be liked by so many people?Why? !

Mo Xiaohua's eyes were stained with crazy scarlet. After stepping on the gas pedal suddenly, she slowed down the speed of the car again. She took the bluetooth headset and put it on behind her. With a dark face, she dialed a number.

"what happened?"

Soon, a tired female voice came from the mobile phone.

"Guess who I saw today?" Mo Xiaohua sneered with bared teeth.

The woman didn't speak, as if she wasn't interested in this kind of guessing game.

Mo Xiaohua squinted her eyes, and a sinister cold light shot out from the corners of her eyes, "Joe, Yi, Mo!"

Suddenly, the sound of the woman's breathing disappeared from the phone's microphone.

Mo Xiaohua smiled ferociously, and raised her chin, "Shocked, surprised?!"

Dozens of seconds passed, and the woman whispered in a slightly panting voice, "Are you sure? Could it be that you misread it? A dead person...maybe it's your hallucination."

"I'd rather she was my hallucination! That way I wouldn't be so...hateful now!" Mo Xiaohua said fiercely.

Then, Mo Xiaozhen heard a swallowing sound coming from the phone.

Mo Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes even more, and her intense emotions seemed to be slightly relieved by the anxiety caused by the other party's panic and consternation. With a low voice, "Xintong, six years or almost seven years, right? You and I are here because of her , was tortured

How miserable it was, and how heavy the price was, you haven't forgotten, have you?How could it be possible to forget it?The moment I knew she was still alive, my mind was full of pictures of my miserable and embarrassing life in the past few years!I can't forget it at all!

"

"You, you can't forget... Then, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Xintong's voice sounded flustered and weak.

Going back to seven or eight years ago, Mo Xiaohua never imagined that Zhang Xintong would become what she is now, and Ai Ai always looks weak and weak without a backbone.

Mo Xiaohua closed her eyes, endured the anger and hatred that suddenly surged again and said, "What do I want to do? I want to cut her into pieces! Since she is dead, what is she still doing alive? Die again !"

Zhang Xintong's voice became even more flustered, "What, what? I, I can't understand..."

"……you!"

The veins on Mo Xiaohua's forehead protruded, and the flames of anger burned around her throat, but she was forced to hold back in the end.

Mo Xiaohua opened her lips and exhaled, her jaw was tense, "Let me ask you, have you and Miss Lin still kept in touch these few years?"

"Occasionally, occasionally." Zhang Xintong said dully.

"Okay, listen to me."

……

Ying City.

Zhang's private villa known as the No. [-] mansion in Ying City.

In the European-style palace-style bedroom, Zhang Xintong, who was wearing a white loose lace dress, was sitting on the dressing stool, with one hand holding the phone to her ear, and the other on her lap, slightly tugging at the skirt, her eyes staring at him in a daze. Mirror.

The phone call between her and Mo Xiaohua ended a few minutes ago, but she still kept answering the phone.

knock --

There were two knocks on the door.

Zhang Xintong's straight eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes turned around, and she looked at the door from the mirror.

"Tongtong, mom is coming in."

Quiet and gentle question.

Zhang Xintong swallowed her saliva, took the phone from her ear, but held the phone tightly with her fingertips, and nodded in front of the mirror.

Wen Jing walked in with a smile, "Mom personally made pastries and yogurt for you."

"Why do you still do it yourself?"

Zhang Xintong exhaled, turned around on the stool, and faced Wen Jing.

Wen Jing put the plate on the dressing table, sat on a chair beside her, stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Xintong's hand, and looked at her fondly, "You are rarely at home these few years, most of the time you spend with Xiaolan in Japan, your uncle there. this
The last time you and Xiaolan finally went back to China, we don’t know when they will go to Japan again.Mom hates you, and always wants to do something for you while you are at home. "

"I don't know much about the situation in Japan, but I think Xiaolan's meaning is almost the same. When Xiaolan and I come back from Japan next time, unless necessary, we shouldn't stay in Japan for a long time like now. .” Zhang Xin

Tong took a breath in his heart, suppressing the heavy weakness that emerged in his heart, and said with his lips.

"Is it?"

Quiet and happy.

Zhang Xintong nodded, let go of the hand holding Qunsha, and put it on her stomach.

Following Zhang Xintong's movements, Wen Jing frowned, and her eyes fell on Zhang Xintong's stomach, "I hope that Japan can confirm it as soon as possible, so that you can return to China before your childbirth, and I can take care of you personally."

.Although you are not short of people to take care of you in Japan, your mother is always worried. "

The skirt Zhang Xintong was wearing was loose, and she was in a sitting posture just now, but as soon as her hands fell on her belly and the skirt was pasted, her swollen belly was no longer concealed.

"The child is only four months old now, and there are still five more months to wait until he is born. At that time, no matter how things in Japan are settled."

Zhang Xintong lowered her eyelashes, stared at her stomach, and said in a low voice.

Perhaps there is really a mysterious connection between mother and daughter.

Although Zhang Xintong behaved normally, Wen Jing stared at Zhang Xintong's hidden eyelashes from above, somehow felt that Zhang Xintong had something on her mind.

Wen Jing pursed her lips, raised her hand to take out a piece of pastry from the plate, and handed it to Zhang Xintong's lips.

Zhang Xintong frowned, she had no appetite, but she still opened her lips and bit her mouth lightly symbolically.

Seeing this, Wen Jing felt that she had something on her mind. She smiled slightly and said, "Tongtong, I wonder if Xiaolan has contacted your parents-in-law in Tongshi recently?"

Zhang Xintong looked up at Wen Jing with puzzled eyes.

Wen Jing has an open-mindedness and calmness that sees through the world. Although she is a businessman, she has a kind of gentleness and temperament of a literati.
We are a family, how can there be so many hurdles and knots that cannot be overcome?Besides, heh, didn't everyone pay the price for that matter?Or... Xiaolan still can't let go? "

Mo Xiaolan's series of actions back then were shocking!

Even if Wen Jing and Zhang Zehao didn't want to know about his past and certain secrets, they knew it all.

Therefore, both Wen Jing and Zhang Zehao subconsciously understood what kind of provocation Mo Xiaolan was under to make such an extremely crazy behavior for ordinary people.

not to mention.

Now Mo Xiaolan and Zhang Xintong are looking at the piano and singing in harmony, loving each other, their careers are on the right track, and they have a child...

But there is one thing that has always been Wen Jing and Zhang Zehao's heart disease: the heart disease that makes you feel cold when you think about it!
That poor child strangled by her biological father, her precious daughter who almost died on the shabby little operating table...

Wen Jing's heart was heavy, her brows were slightly furrowed, she kept looking down at Zhang Xintong's stomach, her eyes were sore.

Zhang Xintong was obedient, and seeing Wen Jing like this again, a sharp pain flashed across her heart, her back shivered fiercely, and her throat was dry, "...Mom, that's all in the past. You said it too, we are all worried about this... has paid

price. "

"What I want now is very simple. You and Dad are in good health, Xiaolan can get real happiness, and the baby in my belly is safe and sound, that's enough. It doesn't matter whether Xiaolan has let go from the bottom of my heart, as long as he is by my side ,
It's not what it used to be years ago... I can't ask for more. "

Wen Jing smiled wryly, her heart wrenched in pain, she patted Zhang Xintong's hand, "You child, even mom doesn't understand you."

Zhang Xintong took a deep breath, stroked her stomach with her hands, and her flustered heart gradually calmed down.

The fingers holding the phone loosened, Zhang Xintong raised her eyelids, looked at the phone with relief, pulled her lips, picked up the phone, opened the text message, edited a text message, and sent it.

"I don't know why, knowing that she is still alive, I feel relieved at this moment, as if the heavy burden that has been on my shoulders can finally be unloaded. So sister, let everything come to an end six years ago Bar
. "

Wen Jing was stunned when she saw the content of the text message sent by Zhang Xintong, and looked at Zhang Xintong suspiciously.

Zhang Xintong smiled at her, put the phone on the table, grabbed the pastry on the plate, fed it into her mouth, and said to Wen Jing while chewing, "It's delicious."

Wen Jing, "..." I could clearly see the tears flickering in her eyes and hear the slight choking in her voice.

(End of this chapter)