Zhang Mofei quickly replied: 'No, it will be soon.'
After sending it, Pei Mochen didn't reply. She knew that he was very busy in country z these days, and even Vanilla's annual leave was ruined, so she flew to country z with him.
Reopen the browser to read the news.
After a while, another text message came to the phone.
She thought it was Pei Mochen's hair, and she curved her lips and smiled happily.
After logging out, I opened the message. It was not from Pei Mochen, but an unfamiliar number.
"Zhang Mofei, I'm Qin Kemin, come out and meet me."
When she saw the words Qin Kemin, the corners of her lips twitched sharply.
Where did this woman escape to? She was really well hidden.
As far as she knew, Lu Yifan and Pei Mochen were both looking for her, and they are still looking for her.
Qin Kemin, this bitch, must have tried some trick to deal with her when he asked her out today.
She really wanted to see if she was hiding in such a bad way now, but it was a pity that she was not free now, and no big deal could delay her from looking for Pei Mochen.
"Bitch Qin, you've dug a really deep hole in the ground, and you're really good at hiding."
A message was sent out, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips.
Holding the phone in both hands, he looked out the car window. He would arrive at the airport in about half an hour.
She wrote down Qin Kemin's number and sent it to Cheng Shengke, asking him to help her check where this number had been used and where it was now.
Pei Mochen was not in the country, and Lu Yifan had another mission, so she had no choice but to find Cheng Shenke.
He can do it.
After the message was sent to Cheng Shenke, another text message came on her phone.
It was from the unfamiliar number again.
This time the message is two pictures.
She clicked on the picture to see the larger picture. The two pictures were connected together to form a complete B-ultrasound report.
It was an early pregnancy color ultrasound, a gestational sac, viable, estimated to be six weeks...
Name Qin Kemin.
When Zhang Mofei saw the information on the B-ultrasound sheet, his heart thumped and his eyes stared blankly.
Qin Kemin is pregnant, six weeks old.
She immediately thought of the time when Pei Mochen was drugged.
Could it be?
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.
It was the number Qin Kemin sent the message from.
She hesitated for two seconds, answered the call, put the phone to her ear, and said nothing, waiting for the other party to speak first.
"How's it going? Are you surprised? Pei Mochen and I's child." Qin Kemin's tone was very proud.
Zhang Mofei smiled contemptuously and asked, "Do you think I will believe a B-ultrasound report? Even if it is true, so what? Will Pei Mochen leave me and want you?"
If she wants to rise to power based on her son, she must be dreaming.
"Of course not." Qin Kemin answered very self-awarely.
‘Humph’ Zhang Mofei snorted coldly, “It’s good that you know, and use less dirty tricks, otherwise you won’t even know how you died.”
She felt that Qin Kemin had probably set up a fake B-ultrasound to deceive her, and he must have tried some trick to harm her.
Qin Kemin on the other side of the phone heard this and said with a smile, "I know Pei Mochen won't want me. You have to be the one who wants him in this life."
She paused and then said, "But if you really love him, you should encourage me to give birth to the child in my belly."
The smile on Zhang Mofei's face froze, "What do you mean?"
'Haha' Qin Kemin laughed, "Everyone in the world knows that you can't have children. Are you still surprised when I know?"
Blue veins popped up on Zhang Mofei's forehead, he clenched his fist tightly, and shouted sternly, "Bitch Qin, did you do it?"
