Mo Xiaomo felt ridiculous. After all these years, hasn’t Mo Xiaoxiao improved her acting skill?
“How can I know if you won’t tell?” There was indeed a faint smile in Mo Xiaomo’s voice.
The phone was silent for a few seconds and then there was a sound again, “You go to the web page to see the news in this city, you will know.”
“Wouldn’t it be quicker and easier if you tell me? Surf the Internet to check waste my time and data…” Mo Xiaomo didn’t even have to think before she objected directly.
“No, go and see for yourself. There’s something I can’t say for fear of breaking sisterly love.” Mo Xiaoxiao’s tone was firm.
What a sisterly love! Mo Xiaomo wanted to laugh. When Zhong Teng silently drove to the hospital parking lot, she cleared her throat to stop the conversation.
“Ok, dear sister, if I remember this when I have time, I will go to the Internet.”
“You should check it now, and then you’ll call me back.” Mo Xiaoxiao continued.
Mo Xiaomo laughed. “So confident?”
“Of course, you will.” There was an apparent note of confidence and calm in Mo Xiaoxiao’s voice that made her previous panic seemed ridiculous by comparison.
Mo Xiaoxiao had already hung up before Mo Xiaomo could say anything more, with beeps filling Mo Xiaomo’s ears.
Mo Xiaomo turned her head to look at Zhong Teng. Zhong Teng’s expression was a little more complicated than Mo Xiaomo could see.
Mo Xiaomo didn’t say a word. She went straight to the news page on her mobile phone.
“Business tycoon of City A Zhong Teng will hold an engagement ceremony with his spokesmodel Mo Xiaoxiao in three months. It looks like a shotgun wedding!”
Shotgun marriage?
Mo Xiaomo was so surprised that she backed out of the news without turning on the news.
She fixed her eyes on the man, wanting an explanation, “Haven’t you said that you didn’t even hold her hand?”
“I swear to God that every word I’ve ever said to you is true.” Zhong Teng’s voice was full of tension and uneasiness.
“And what does this shotgun marriage mean?” Mo Xiaomo asked.
“I’ve sent someone to investigate.” Zhong Teng sounded sincere.
Mo Xiaomo stared quietly into Zhong Teng’s eyes for ten seconds, then picked up her cell phone to call Mo Xiaoxiao.
Mo Xiaoxiao was right. She called her indeed after reading the news.
For no other reason, if Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhong Teng do have a child, Mo Xiaomo will certainly take Qingbao and will get out of Zhong Teng’s face completely.
“Don’t you hit…” Zhong Teng put his hand up and held Mo Xiaomo’s wrist. “I told you.”
The phone had already been dialed and Mo Xiaoxiao’s voice came through the phone before Mo Xiaomo could speak.
Zhong Teng opened his mouth to make his presence known. He couldn’t allow Mo Xiaoxiao to whisper in Mo Xiaomo’s ear until the truth of the matter was known.
But Mo Xiaomo had put her hand over Zhong Teng’s mouth, and her cool fingers were shaking, indicating her messy mind.
“Say what you want to say. I’ve seen the news.” Mo Xiaomo’s voice was still cold.
“It is you who just say what you want to say, sister. ” Mo Xiaoxiao chuckled.
“You’re pregnant?” Mo Xiaomo asked.
“For a month and a half.” Mo Xiaoxiao admitted breezily.
“Zhong Teng’s baby?” Mo Xiaomo felt a pricking pain from her ears to her heart, making her breathing slow.
Zhong Teng shook his head, trying to prove his innocence.
Mo Xiaomo didn’t let him talk, and Zhong Teng didn’t want to disappoint her. He just wanted her to believe in him without forgetting what she had said.
“You ask Zhong Teng if he remembers that night of thunder and lightning a month and a half ago, and if he does, you can ask him if my baby is his…”
“What if he doesn’t remember?” Mo Xiaomo’s hand on the phone was numb.
“Then I’ll remind him with videos and pictures.” Mo Xiaoxiao whispered, the tone of which made Mo Xiaomo shudder.