Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 167
"I've forgotten if you don't tell me, Ningyu, you models don't have prescription drugs to maintain your figure and skin, just the one you use internally, can you get some for your aunt too."

"Of course." Ningyu smiled and said, "I used it when I was abroad. It is relatively safe, but they are all auxiliary drugs. If you want to really maintain a good figure and skin, the most important thing is to have With healthy living habits, my aunt has a good skin foundation, and she will look younger after conditioning."

Originally Li Qiyun was quite happy, but when she heard the last sentence, she became a little unhappy. A woman of her age hates being called old. Although Ningyu's words were unintentional, they hit her sore foot. It wasn't that the old man was sitting here, she had an outburst on the spot, and now she could stop smiling, grunt, and let out an indifferent "oh".

Ningyu was startled, then seemed to understand something, a trace of coldness appeared in her eyes, and she didn't speak any more.

Mr. Li raised his eyelids, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo Yan, "Where is it?"

Pang Jiayi booked a private room in Baicui Pavilion. Originally, this place had to be reserved in advance. Today, it happened that someone canceled the subscription, so I caught up with it. The cost of this place is a bit high, and Mo Yan was not willing at first, so Pang Jiayi said Well, my brother's first meal must be expensive and good, so that he will completely forget the suffering he has suffered during this time.

Although these words were quite nonsensical, but Mo Yan knew that this was her intention, so he did not refuse.

Originally, Mo Yan planned to bring Pang Jiayi, but the other party replied: "I'm not your sister-in-law, it's a family banquet, what do you look like when you bring me?"

Mo Yan was speechless, and was finally pushed out of the house by the other party.

She was too embarrassed to bother Li Zhan any more, and when she got home, she sent him away, and the family of three took a taxi to Baicui Pavilion again.

At this moment, the dishes are almost ready, Mo Yan turned to look at Mono, "Brother, let's eat."

Mono nodded, picked up the chopsticks and put a chicken leg into Mo Yan's bowl, Mo Yan smiled, just about to speak, when she smelled the fishy smell, she suddenly felt sick, she stood up covering her mouth and went out run.

Mono paused with his fingers, and his eyes became extremely dark. After a long time, he pressed his voice and said, "Is the child in Yan'er's belly the bastard Gu Yichen's?"

"No." Henry also had no appetite, put down his chopsticks and said, "I asked her, but she didn't say anything, but it definitely didn't belong to Gu Yichen, they have been separated for a long time."

Hearing this, Mono twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said quietly, "It's not the best."

Looking at such a son, Henry was also a little worried, and said earnestly, "Xiao Nuo, it's not easy for you to come out this time. During the probation period, please don't cause trouble. Thanks to Jing Yu's help this time, otherwise... "

"Jing Yu? Dad knows that person very well?"

Mono frowned, his tone a bit cold.

Henry didn't hide anything, and said honestly, "Jing Yu's child is good, and he treats Yan'er well, and he doesn't care about the child in Yan'er's stomach. Besides, I can tell that Yan'er likes him too."

"For no reason, why did he treat our family so well?" Mono picked out the bones from the plate, threw them on the table, and said indifferently, "Gu Yichen treated Yan'er badly later? It's not the same in the end."

"enough!"

Henry interrupted him with a sullen face, "Why have you become like this now?"

Mono's movements froze, and he said after a long time, "Just treat me as having a convulsion."

Henry looked at such a son who felt powerless. He used to neglect him because of work, and the father and son rarely talked about each other. This time when Mono came out from inside, he seemed to have become gloomy. Even though he was worried, he didn't care. Knowing what to do, she could only say in the end, "Yan'er will come later, don't say that in front of her."

Just as Mono was about to nod, he suddenly heard the sound of yelling and cursing from outside. His expression changed, and he got up and walked outside.

During this period of time, the symptoms of morning sickness were obviously much lighter. Today, for some reason, she started to fuss again. Mo Yan vomited in the bathroom for a while before feeling better.

She looked up at herself in the vanity mirror, maybe Mr. Li took her to open a small stove during this time, she felt that she seemed to be a little fatter, her chin was not so sharp, and her face was also a little bloody. Off-white sleeveless A-line winter dress, paired with a black bottoming shirt, long chestnut hair cut to the shoulders, Pang Jiayi ironed a wreath inside with a curling iron, a little Korean style, looks very Fashion.

She brushed away the broken hair on her cheeks, thinking of Mr. Li, her heart felt warm, maybe after a period of recuperation, she could go to the hospital for a blood test, and then the child could be removed.

Thinking of Lin, the smile on her lips tightened again. She wasn't slow. Mr. Li had an inexplicable expectation for this child, and she didn't feel it. It was because of his expectation that she hesitated and made her curious. At the same time, with fear.

Putting aside these thoughts, she picked up a handful of water, rinsed her mouth, took out a tissue and wiped her hands, and then heard the phone ring on the sink.

She picked it up and saw that it was Mr. Li's text message. The corners of her lips curled up unconsciously. She edited the text message while holding the phone and walked out.

"We came out for dinner, today, thank you."

As soon as I clicked send, I heard a child crying in the corridor. Mo Yan paused for a moment, walked over and saw a two-foot-high vase on one side of the corridor was broken, and a child was sitting on the ground next to it. , with blood on his hands, that's where the crying came from.

There was no one else in the corridor, so Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, then stuffed the phone into his pocket, trotted to the side of the child, and helped the child up, "Are you all right, where is your mother?"

The child's face was full of tears, and he raised his head to look at Mo Yan, crying and saying, "Mom doesn't know."

Mo Yan's heart stabbed, his expression froze, and he slowly let go of his hand.

This child is none other than Pei Yanran's son Ding Ding. Mo Yanzheng laughed at herself, she took over all the coincidences in the world.

She really wanted to leave with a cold face, but no matter how much she hated his parents, she couldn't vent her anger on a two or three-year-old child. Reason and emotion were entangled for a while, and finally reason prevailed, and she rubbed gently Rubbing Ding Ding's hair, she whispered, "Go downstairs with Auntie, and let the uncles help you find your mother."

How could such a young child know how to read words and expressions? When he heard that he was looking for his mother, he stopped crying, looked at Mo Yan eagerly, and carefully held her hand.

Mo Yan glanced at it, did not refuse, and led the child to go downstairs to find the manager, but before he had gone far, a sharp voice behind him broke the silence in the corridor.

"Ding Ding!"

(End of this chapter)