Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao remembered the four words that Zhu Ting whispered in her ear.

【She is pregnant. 】

Lin Qiao and Zhu Ting ran into the scene where Su Zhaohuan pressed Song Wanqian on the bed that day.

There was a long silence on the phone.

Each other's breathing can be heard.

"its mine."

After a long time, Su Zhaohuan opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and dull.

Lin Qiao closed his eyes.

She had already guessed it.

But when Su Zhaohuan really confessed, she still found it a little hard to accept.

"Then what are your plans?"

Su Zhaohuan didn't answer.

Lin Qiao felt that she was asking too much.

What could he have planned?

Just now Sang Lie said that Su Zhaohuan will be away on a business trip for more than half a month.

In more than half a month, everything can end.

But Su Zhaohuan chose to leave, chose to escape.

Su Zhaohuan let out a heavy breath, "I can pay her to kill the child."

Lin Qiao's eyes widened.

She never thought that such irresponsible words could come out of Su Zhaohuan's mouth.

"Brother, are you serious?"

"Ah."

Su Zhaohuan took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He felt a pang of depression in his chest.

"Brother, you...you really let me down."

After Lin Qiao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping busy tone in his ears, Su Zhaohuan closed his eyes deeply.

Disappointed?
Even when he did well and cared about her before, she didn't see her liking him.

Is she disappointed now?
Su Zhaohuan actually had a hint of joy to himself.

Lin Qiao's emotions towards her finally had some ups and downs.

Su Zhaohuan closed his eyes deeply, and called Song Wanqian.

The phone sounded long and was finally connected.

No one spoke over there, and both of them were silent for a while, until Song Wanqian suddenly said, "I'll kill the child."

After a while, Su Zhaohuan said, "Okay."

Song Wan smiled lightly.

The girl's soft voice came from the phone, like a clear string in the middle of the night.

"I don't blame you, I did it voluntarily," Song Wanqian said, "Anyway, I didn't plan to have a child so early. I still have to take the college entrance examination, and I still have to go to university."

"Ah."

When did the two become so relatively silent.

Song Wanqian: "Then I'll hang up first."

Su Zhaohuan: "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

The words of the two were spoken at the same time, but they stopped at the same time.

Another few seconds of awkward silence.

"no need."

"Well."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Then, hang up the phone.

Song Wanqian buried herself between her legs, weeping uncontrollably.

Her mother scolded her for having no sense of shame, and mixing with dubious social youths at a young age.

The father even said that he wanted her to tell the man out, and then sue him!

Even when she went to the hospital for an examination, the nurses in the hospital looked at her as if they were wearing colored glasses.

But what's wrong with them.

She just likes him.

She likes him, he can have the enthusiasm of moths to a flame.

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Lin Qiao told Zhu Ting about Su Zhaohuan's solution, and said angrily, "I thought my brother was a responsible person, a responsible man, but now I am really disappointed!"

Zhu Ting also sighed for a while.

"However, you can't blame your brother for this matter, even a slap can't be slapped. Besides, Song Wanqian is now at a critical time when she is about to go to college. Is it possible that she is really going to give birth to the child?"

Lin Qiao asked back, "Why can't you have children when you go to college?"

"You're stupid, you haven't reached the legal age of marriage yet, you got pregnant before you were married, if you say it, others will definitely have opinions on girls!"

"Why, didn't you also say that a slap can't be slapped, why do you have opinions on girls in this kind of thing now, what about boys?"

Zhu Ting didn't know what to say, she scratched her hair, "Anyway, this society is always harsh on girls."

Lin Qiao was furious.

Why.

Patriarchal!

It's all the fault of the scumbag!
"Is the senior sister really going to abort the child?" Zhu Ting asked.

"It should be." Lin Qiao stood up from his seat and walked outside.

Zhu Ting stopped her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to my senior sister's house!"

When Zhu Ting heard this, she hurriedly packed her schoolbag and followed.

"Wait for me, I'll go too!"

Lin Qiao didn't know about Song Wanqian's home, and the two of them inquired a lot before finally finding Song's home.

What unfolded in front of my eyes turned out to be a very beautiful villa.

Zhu Ting was a little dumbfounded, "This...is this Song Xuejie's house?"

Lin Qiao also didn't speak for a while.

I didn't expect Song Wanqian's family to be so rich.

No wonder they did hear rumors in the school that Song Wanqian was a rich second generation with a parent who went out to do business, and she wore the most low-key luxury brands, even a scarf she wore in winter was from LV limited edition.

Zhu Ting swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Then... shall we go in?"

Lin Qiao said, "Go in!"

She walked in first.

Lin Qiao and Zhu Ting were wearing school uniforms, and they reported that they were here to see Song Wanqian, so the servants at home took the initiative to lead them upstairs.

The decoration inside is really luxurious.

Lin Qiao felt that even Mo Siting's apartment was not as gorgeous as the decoration here.

Zhu Ting pointed to a pair of paintings hanging on the wall and said, "This was painted by a foreign master that our art class teacher explained last time!"

Lin Qiao glanced at the painting, pursed her lips, and continued walking forward.

Walking to the door of Song Wanqian's room, the servant leading the way knocked on the door first, "Miss, your classmate is here to see you."

The maid's words went unanswered.

She turned her head and said to Lin Qiao and the two very embarrassedly: "Recently, the food has been delivered to the eldest lady's room. She hasn't gone downstairs for two days, and she won't open..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the room opened from the inside.

The maid was also surprised.

It seems that two classmates came to take a look, which is also good.

As soon as Song Wanqian saw that it was Lin Qiao, she hurriedly invited the two of them in.

This is the standard princess house.

In the room, there is a cloakroom, a dressing table, and a locker in the cloakroom is as big as all the wardrobes of Zhu Ting and Lin Qiao.

Everywhere is pink and white.

Having seen such a nice house and decoration, Lin Qiao thought about Song Wanqian and Su Zhaohuan living in that humble little house in Dongsan Lane, and already felt that Song Wanqian had been wronged.

It's a world of difference.

"Sit down wherever you want, you're welcome," Song Wanqian poured a cup of black tea for the two of them, "Thank you for coming to see me, and under this circumstance, you are the first ones to come to see me."

Even her close friends on weekdays have stopped interacting with her.