It was almost evening, and the sunset glow on the horizon was like a fire burning, making the horizon red.
Chu Qiao and Tang Ning just left the tomb area.
Walking to the entrance of the cemetery, there were several cemetery workers burning some rotten bouquets and paper money left by people. Black smoke was emitted as the flames burned, accompanied by an unpleasant smell.
When Chu Qiao smelled the smell, she felt a surge of sourness and dryness in her throat. She quickly held on to the tree trunk on one side, squatted down, and started vomiting. All she vomited was acidic water. Her pregnancy reaction was relatively large, and as long as she smelled something relatively
The strong smell will make you vomit.
As soon as Tangning saw Chu Qiao's abnormality, she quickly knelt down and looked at her with concern: "What's wrong with you? Why did you vomit so much acidic water?" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but froze.
Startled.
Vomiting so much acidic water? Acidic water... Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao is not pregnant, right?
Thinking about this possibility, his hand subconsciously grabbed Chu Qiao's delicate shoulders. A hint of sinisterness and danger flashed in his eyes, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Chu Qiao, are you pregnant?" Is that bad?
The child of the Meng family? Is it Meng Yanchen’s? Or Meng Yanxi’s?
Chu Qiao was startled, but the truth was revealed in her eyes. She never thought that Tangning would guess so accurately? She didn't know how to answer his question.
When Tang Ning saw Chu Qiao's silence, her face became even more gloomy. The hand that grabbed Chu Qiao's shoulder slowly tightened, and her nails were even embedded in her sweater. Is it true? A child of the Meng family, an enemy.
child?
Chu Qiao felt pain in her shoulder and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Tang, it hurts...it hurts...I feel so much pain!"
When Tang Ning heard Chu Qiao complaining about pain, she loosened her hand slightly and repeated her question: "Chu Qiao, tell the truth, are you pregnant?"
Chu Qiao bit her lip with her teeth, and thought to herself: She is an unmarried mother, and she doesn't want too many people to know about her pregnancy. After all, this is not a very honorable thing. Chu Qiao made up her mind and
He shook his head at Tang Ning and said, "Brother Tang, no, I'm not pregnant. You misunderstood! I just smelled that smell, which was rather unpleasant, so I felt a little nauseous."
Tang Ning seemed not to believe it and said word by word: "Chu Qiao, is it true?" His eyes shot towards Chu Qiao coldly, as if he wanted to see through her. If this child was really Meng Yanchen, he would
He would never let him stay. He would never let Chu Qiao follow him while carrying someone else's child, let alone the Meng family's child.
Chu Qiao's eyes averted, but she still raised her face and said seriously: "Brother Tang, I'm not pregnant."
Tang Ning smiled slightly, and the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared. He stood up, gently stretched out his hand to Chu Qiao: "Come on! I'll help you!"
"Okay, thank you, Brother Tang!" Chu Qiao also laughed.
Tang Ning turned around, but she also had her own thoughts in her mind.
——————The night is full of feasting and feasting.
On a lavish night, many people in the bar swayed their bodies to the heavy metal music, followed the lights and music, and released themselves to their heart's content.
Tangning parked her motorcycle and walked into the dark night bar.
As soon as the manager saw Tang Ning, he came up to her in a flattering manner, with a flattering smile on his face: "Boss... you're back. I'm waiting for you in the study."
"Okay. I understand!" Tang Ning did not show his usual smile, but nodded slightly and walked towards the inner room.
The two of them spoke in very low voices, allowing people to see their expressions but not hear the content of their words. Therefore, no one would know that the real owner of this dark night bar was not the man who looked bluffing.
The manager is Tang Ning, the bartender here.
Tangning walked into the study room and saw Uncle Tie standing inside.
"Master, you are back... Did you go to see Miss Xin today?" Uncle Tie's eyes were full of pain, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be wrinkled together. He hated himself for foolishly trying to find the Meng family at that time.
She asked for an explanation, but was kicked out and thrown into a cell on unfounded charges. She was unable to take care of the young master and the young lady. If not for this, Miss Xin might not have died at all, and the young master would no longer have to be in the underworld.
Live a life of bleeding from the knife edge.
"Yes." Tangning sat on the sofa, picked up the Martell on the table, poured herself a glass, and took a few sips: "Uncle Tie, I would like to trouble you to help me check something about a woman.
Chu Qiao!"
Uncle Tie's calm eyes suddenly had a wave of emotion, and his voice became darker: "Didn't the young master ask me to investigate last time? And, young master, Uncle Tie has to say something. Since this woman belongs to Meng Yanchen,
No matter how good a lover is, I am not suitable for you, young master... I hope you will not be blinded by a woman." The young master needs women, but they are just to vent his physical desires.
However, since he followed the young master, he has never seen the young master be so interested in a woman who is of no use to him?
Tangning felt agitated and looked at Uncle Tie: "Uncle Tie, I have a sense of propriety. What I asked you to investigate is not the information about her personal information, but the information about the hospital she has been to, especially the obstetrics and gynecology department.
." Although Chu Qiao said that she was not pregnant, he was not a three-year-old child. What Chu Qiao said was partly true and partly false. He had already made up his mind.
However, he has not given up completely yet, but he just hopes to find definite evidence to make his disappointment concrete.
"Master, what do you mean?" Uncle Tie frowned tightly. In other words, Chu Qiao, she might be pregnant with Meng Yanchen, a child of the Meng family?
"Uncle Tie, you don't need my permission. You just need to investigate as I say..." Tangning had a sinister look in her eyes, and her fingers tapped the armrest of the sofa rhythmically.
"Master, I understand! I will tell you the result as soon as possible!"
"Very good!" Tangning rubbed her temples and said to Uncle Tie, "Uncle Tie, I'm a little tired. You should go first... I want to rest alone for a while."
"Well, okay, Master, I understand!"
After Uncle Tie left, Tangning was the only one left in the room.
He leaned on the sofa, put his feet up on the table, and closed his charming eyes. If it was true that Chu Qiao was pregnant, then this child would disrupt his plan to a certain extent. Meng Yan
Chen’s baby?
This baby...he would never let him be born.
Dad, Mom, Xin'er, I have been working hard to avenge you. I hope that your spirits in heaven will bless his revenge plan.