Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 135

On the last step, Luo Xiaofan suddenly stopped.

Mo Yinfeng sat on the bench in the corridor like this.

With his hands propped on his chest, his head leaning against the wall, his slender legs crossed in front of him, his eyes are closed, Luo Xiaofan can't see his emotions.

But the cold air emanating from his body made Luo Xiaofan's heart sink more and more.

It seems to feel the presence of Luo Xiaofan.

Mo Yinfeng opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the stairs.

After just one glance, his brows frowned: "Why are you wearing high heels?"

He seemed displeased.

Luo Xiaofan sneered disdainfully, walked over slowly, purposely rattled the high heels, today is her wedding, she doesn't wear high heels, what should she wear?
She walked up to Mo Yinfeng: "Mo Yinfeng, what exactly do you want?"

She thought it was ridiculous, since the reunion, she kept repeating a sentence, Mo Yinfeng, what do you want?Mo Yinfeng, why don't you let me go?Mo Yinfeng, you are a devil.

Hahaha, really ridiculous.

She has her own life, why he is her master, she is always at his mercy.

Don't be afraid, Luo Xiaofan, don't be afraid, you are no longer alone, at least, now she still has a trump card in her hand.

"Send me to the venue, otherwise, tomorrow, your Moshi's business secrets and your unique process will appear in the hands of your opponent." She didn't believe it, Mo Yinfeng really didn't care at all. He is sure that he only wants to exchange this, and it will not really hurt his interests, so he is so confident.

He just likes to gamble, anything can be used as a bet, and every time he strategizes like this.

But now, she really has no way out.

She didn't want to, but he wanted to hurt her child.

Mo Yinfeng just glanced at her coldly, and said nonchalantly: "If you do this, you will go to jail."

Luo Xiaofan frowned and looked at his expressionless face, she really couldn't see through, did he really not care, or was he just pretending?

Her tone also imitated his indifference, as if they were just talking about such trivial things as what to eat today: "So what if you go to prison, at least you don't have to see you."

Mo Yinfeng stood up suddenly, the anger in his eyes seemed to burst out in the next second.

For some reason, her tone made him inexplicably angry.

It's disdain, deep disdain.

Luo Xiaofan, is that why you don't want to see me?

Well, since you don't have me in your heart.

Don't blame me for engraving your name on your heart with a knife, I want to make you unforgettable forever.

He turned around, patted the palm of his hand, and out of nowhere came a bunch of doctors and nurses.

Mo Yinfeng's cold voice came from her back: "Let me ask one last time, is this child mine or not?"

Luo Xiaofan backed away in fear.

Mo Yinfeng, what do you want to do?
As long as she says it's not his, will he take away the child without hesitation?

What should I do, should she tell me?
Fear swept over her limbs and bones.

She felt that her feet had become weak...

"Ah——" Luo Xiaofan exclaimed suddenly, his foot fell into the air, and he fell backward like this.

It turned out that she had retreated to the edge of the stairs unconsciously.

There was a look of horror in everyone's eyes.

Mo Yinfeng also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and turned around like lightning.

Time just stood still.

Luo Xiaofan felt that his feet were empty, like falling from a cliff, he couldn't find any support, he couldn't grab anything.

Her eyes were wide open, and deeper and deeper fear was accumulating inside, which was about to overflow.

She could only hear her breathing more and more heavily, as if everything had disappeared, leaving only the white and white space in front of her, the white and white walls beside her, the hollowness seemed to be suffocating.

"Mom, mom..." The scene of two children running towards her from among the flowers appeared in front of her eyes. There was a large sea of ​​flowers. They were dressed in pure white clothes like angels, and they were bouncing around holding sticky clothes in their hands. The dewy flowers, smiling like the brightest sunshine, ran towards her with an ethereal and childish voice: "Mom, mother..."

Her eyes blurred in an instant, and she was still leaning back, but she stretched out her arms, baby, baby...

There was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and her whole body seemed to brighten up, but it looked weird...

baby, her baby...

no no no----

Please God, don't be so cruel...

Probably just for a moment, Mo Yinfeng's figure flashed to her side like a cheetah, grabbed her outstretched arm, and wrapped her waist with the other hand, turned around, and pulled her up from the edge of the stairs, repeatedly After taking a few steps back, he stopped.

Quiet--

Mo Yinfeng held her tightly in his arms, as if she would disappear if he let go of his grip just a little bit.

Luo Xiaofan tightly grasped the cuff of his white shirt with his fingers, trembling...

She clung to Mo Yinfeng tightly, as if there was an abyss below, if she moved, she would fall.

It took a long time before she seemed to come back to her senses slowly.

She could feel Mo Yinfeng's rapidly rising and falling chest, as well as his heavy breathing...

She slowly raised her head...

Facing Mo Yin's deep, black hole-like eyes, her neck tightened suddenly, and her breath was choked...

He was grabbed by the neck by Mo Yinfeng, and he slammed against the wall: "Luo Xiaofan, you damn—"

Mo Yinfeng roared like crazy.

This damned woman! !

Did she actually want to repeat the old trick and throw his child to death?

The smile on the corner of her mouth just now pierced into his heart like a thorn.

She just wanted to see herself go crazy, and she could still laugh at that time, she just didn't care, life was so cheap in her eyes? ?

In terms of cruelty, he is really inferior to her!
He wished he could just strangle her to death! !
Luo Xiaofan couldn't breathe, her lips became a little purple, she pulled his fingers in vain...

It hurts, it hurts...

Mo Yinfeng's eyes gleamed with anger, as if he could destroy the world with determination.

His eye sockets also began to turn red, revealing an indescribable sadness.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand and turned his back...

His lips were purple, he pulled his collar and panted heavily——

The doctor at the side suddenly reacted, quickly took out the medicine from his coat, and handed it to Mo Yinfeng in a panic.

Mo Yinfeng grabbed it with one hand and stuffed the medicine into his mouth.

After a long time, his complexion slowly recovered, but it was still extremely pale.

Luo Xiaofan didn't see this scene, after being let go by Mo Yinfeng, she stroked her neck with one hand and supported the bench with the other, panting heavily.

There was another silence.

Luo Xiaofan can't think of anything in his head now.

She had only one thought, to protect the child even if she died.

Mo Yinfeng turned around and looked at Luo Xiaofan who was still panting.

Those doctors and nurses also slowly approached Luo Xiaofan.

Luo Xiaofan watched in horror as she was surrounded more and more tightly.

She thought they were all a bunch of devils, a bunch of devils!
What do they want to do?
She covered her stomach with her hands, what are they going to do to my baby.

"Don't come here, get out, get out of here." Luo Xiaofan took off his high heels and threw them out.

However, to no avail.

She was still caught by a large crowd.

They pulled out a bunch of instruments, what were they trying to do to her baby?
She looked at Mo Yinfeng in horror, but Mo Yinfeng turned his back coldly.

No, can't take her baby away.

When she closed her eyes, about to compromise.

Those people suddenly let her go.

"Mr. Mo, that's right, it's eight weeks old, and it's a pair of twins. The babies are healthy." A doctor said respectfully to Mo Yinfeng's back.

Luo Xiaofan's heart suddenly fell to the bottom and was crushed to pieces.

eight weeks...

Mo Yinfeng turned around abruptly, "Are you sure it's eight weeks, not three?"

The doctor's voice was firm: "There is no mistake, it is indeed eight weeks."

Mo Yinfeng closed his eyes, and a little blood returned to his pale face.

"Go down," he ordered.

Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his voice trembled a little.

A group of people retreated quietly.

It was his child, it turned out to be really his child!
Although she was extremely angry, she couldn't stop the ecstasy that burst out of her heart!
(End of this chapter)