novelraw Chapter 12 I'll Marry This Marriage
Chapter 12 I'll Marry This Marriage
That night Song Jing read the literature, looked up the information, flipped through the incomprehensible inspection report page by page, and felt really confused. Leaning on the head of the bed, his thoughts drifted away, almost recalling from his elementary school days to the present. He was obviously very tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep, and his heart was like a ball of numbness, and he couldn't figure it out.
This incident simply subverted all his values, outlook on life and world outlook in the past 25 years. He stared at the screen on his mobile phone that was still on. Even if there is a very small probability that a man can have children, he can understand , he can also accept it, but now it is Qin Mo who is going to have a baby, Qin Mo, he grabbed his hair hard, his brain is like a host computer that can't carry so many programs, he doesn't know how to do it now. Straighten things out now.
If he and Qin Mo were lovers, this child might be worth looking forward to, but what about now?What is the relationship between him and Qin Mo?How did Qin Mo see him?How do you see the sudden extra child?
The few cases just now began to reappear in his mind. Although he did not graduate from a medical major and could not fully understand the obscure medical papers, at least he could understand the results. Five cases of surgery, three cases of adults Died on the operating table, if... that terrible result appeared in his mind, just a moment later a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, there was unconcealable panic in his eyes, and his hands were clenched tightly fist.
The low bitter laughter drifted in the thunderstorm attic and even seemed a bit weird. He could no longer say with certainty that he had no feelings for Qin Mo like he denied Lin Yelan's words a month ago. Even if he took a step back, even if he hated Qin Mo, he couldn't hate him enough to let him die.
The sudden addition of children disrupted all his strategies for dealing with Qin Mo.
It rained all night without stopping. The next morning, Qin Mo got up at 07:30 as usual. When he came out of the room, he was already in neat and tidy trousers and shirt, but he didn't seem to be resting well. Qingying's face was also a little pale;
"Sir, breakfast is ready."
Qin Mo straightened his cuffs, then raised his eyes to look upstairs;
"Go and let him out."
Song Jing didn't sleep all night, Zhuang Lin opened the handcuffs on his hand with a key, and there was a deep red mark on his wrist;
"President Song, you can go out now."
Song Jing found a random bathroom to wash and went downstairs, her clothes hadn't been changed, her underwear was a little wrinkled after a night, her hair was still slightly dripping water, her face was full of pimples after a whole night of sleepless thinking. Tired, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, his appearance was even more embarrassing than the one he had just finished fighting yesterday, and the contrast with the exquisite and elegant Qin Mo who was already sitting at the dining table was too obvious.
Qin Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the person who came down from upstairs, there was no superfluous look on his face, he just raised his chin slightly;
"Sit down and eat."
Compared with last night's ridicule and tit-for-tat, Song Jing now doesn't know how to face Qin Mo. She couldn't help but cast a glance at his lower abdomen, but quickly moved away like a thief. In his eyes, Qin Mo's attire has not changed much from before, his abdomen is still flat, and he seems to be thinner than a month ago. He walked over with a little stiff footsteps and sat opposite Qin Mo.
After a month, they actually sat at the same table for breakfast under such circumstances. Song Jing only felt that dreams were more real than now. The dishes on the table were similar to before, but he saw the cup in Qin Mo's hand. It is no longer the American style that I used to drink every morning, but milk.
This slight difference made his movements stop. Qin Mo didn't really have any appetite. He just ate half of the toast with eggs, and the familiar nausea surged up, his brows furrowed, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. Two points, he tried his best to suppress this annoying nausea.
He took a sip from the cup containing milk, trying to suppress the feeling of nausea, but the milk itself had a faint fishy smell, which was infinitely magnified in the sensitive taste buds at this moment , Qin Mo got up in a panic and walked quickly to the guest guard next to the living room, Song Jing also got up immediately;
"Qin Mo?"
As soon as they arrived at the door of the bathroom, the door was slammed shut, and the door didn't open even after shaking the door handle. The door was locked by Qin Mo from the inside, and the faucet was turned on inside. Song Jing stood outside and could only He faintly heard the sound of vomiting amidst the sound of running water, and his hand suddenly grasped the doorknob.
"Open the door, how are you?"
It took 10 minutes for the door to open from the inside. The distance between the two of them was very close. Song Jing could clearly see his pale face. What did he think of, but he didn't know how to ask. Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at him , keep your breath steady and open your mouth;
"I'm done eating, let's talk after you finish eating."
How can Song Jing have any appetite to eat now;
"I've eaten too."
Everyone in the family was sent out, only the two of them were left in the huge villa, Qin Mo got up;
"Go to the study."
The two sat opposite each other in the study, Song Jing's face was no longer mocking tit-for-tat, now that he didn't know what to say, Qin Mo looked at him and suddenly pushed a folder over, slightly raising it Chin, Song Jing raised his hand suspiciously and opened the document, his eyes suddenly widened after reading the words on it;
"Marriage agreement? Marriage?"
He looked at the person across the way with a look like you are crazy?what is this?Married at this time?Is this a play to give the child in the womb a title?The eight o'clock show is already closed, okay?No matter how much Song Jing thought about it, she would never have imagined that when she sat opposite Qin Mo a month later, there would be a marriage agreement in front of her.
There was a sarcastic smile in Qin Mo's dark eyes;
"I don't want to? You have been living here with me for three years, but you just took over the Song family's inheritance. There is no harm to you in getting married. When you get married, you can sign as a family member , if something really happens, it's up to you whether you save it or not, and the inheritance will be yours after I die. Compared with Song's little thing, Qin's can make you respected by everyone in Kuncheng, so bet on it Take a big bet."
Such words made Song Jing take a deep breath, there was a place in his heart full of gambling, there was a burst of irritability in his heart for no reason, and his face was full of sneers;
"Yeah, Mr. Qin, your eyes really look down on people. You don't care about the Song family, and I don't necessarily care about the Qin family. I don't care about your inheritance."
He raised his hand to pick up the folder and was about to throw it in front of Qin Mo, when he suddenly remembered the photo in the man's leather armor. One sentence is right, the gamble is a big gamble. Now that he has reached this point, why should he back down?If he doesn't get married, is he going to call someone with a face similar to his father after his child is born?
As soon as the year rose, he immediately put down the document again, and even his face changed, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and when he smiled, he was a little more sly. The back was handed over to the seat, as if every time he was on the negotiating table, the arc of the corners of his lips was slightly curved;
"But Mr. Qin is right. It's okay to take a big gamble. Just treat it as a way to brighten your life. I'll marry you."
His reaction was not beyond Qin Mo's expectation, Qin Mo looked down at the document;
"I asked a lawyer to draw up this agreement. It didn't divide the pre-marital property. Of course, if Mr. Song doesn't want me to take advantage of you, you can count your little property in the pre-marital property."
He said this slap in the face of Song Jing as naturally as gossip, Song Jing snorted softly;
"Boss Qin, this is unnecessary."
Qin Mo smiled indifferently;
"In addition to property, there are other agreements. I'll give you a day to look after them. Once you sign, you won't be able to go back on your word. You can go out."
With this high-ranking look, Song Jing wanted to roll back. After holding back for a long time, she got up and left. When she just walked out the door, she realized that the document was not taken, and she didn't knock on the door. She turned around and grabbed the doorknob, and went in directly. But seeing that the person sitting across from him just now "showing off his power" was half lying on the table at the moment, his hands seemed to be touching somewhere, and he hurriedly walked to him while his face was blushing;
"Qin Mo? What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"
He held his shoulders with his hands, only to realize that the shirt on his body was a little wet, and when he looked down, he saw his hands resting on his upper abdomen. He knew that his stomach had been in a bad state, and he vomited once in the morning;
"Does it hurt your stomach? Where's your medicine?"
This is not where they used to live together, and he didn't know where Qin Mo's stomach medicine was placed, so he raised his hand and began to search in the drawer under the desk. There was cold sweat, pale and pale lips, and the voice was a little hoarse and feeble, and the spirit that had been strong before collapsed and disappeared at this moment;
"keep the change."
"If you don't look for it, it will hurt you to death if you don't look for it?"
"Stomach medicine is forbidden."
The movements of Song Jing's hands suddenly stopped, forbidden medicine?It was obvious why he was banned, and he suddenly froze when he saw the pale face of this person;
"Then what should I do? Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Qin Mo slowed down a bit, leaned on the armrest on one side with his body crooked, closed his eyes slightly and made a sound;
"Nothing to do, there is no other way to go to the hospital, the documents are there, go out and have a look."
Song Jing was about to be laughed out of anger, and sat back down;
"If you don't go out, just read it here. Negotiations are still stressful and face-to-face. Why should I go out to read the documents?"
The author says:
Song Gou: I don’t care about him, I just want to marry him out of humanitarian spirit, but I can’t let the puppy call someone else’s father;
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