Dangerous Contract

Su Shaomao seemed satisfied with Xiaoxiao's answer, opened the car door and got off the driver's seat, walked around the front of the car and walked to the side of the co-pilot.

Xiaoxiao's chin trembled in fright from his abnormal behavior.

I saw that Su Shaomao opened the car door, bent down and carried Xiaoxiao out of the car, and then carried her all the way to the bedroom upstairs.

He covered her with the quilt and kissed her forehead.

Xiaoxiao hid in the quilt and shivered, she could only recite Deng Xiaoxian's phone number silently to distract Su Shaomao from the fear.

Su Shaomao didn't know what was going on, just like he suddenly hated Xiaoxiao three years ago, he suddenly became nice to her again.

Xiaoxiao even wondered if he or his subordinates heard the news that she wanted to escape, and used this method to keep her.

However, on the other hand, she also knew very clearly that she was not that important.

All she has to do now is to carry out the plan quietly.

After a while of peace, Xiaoxiao saw that Su Shaomao was in a good mood, so she proposed to go to the hospital for reexamination, because the old fracture of the ribs always kept her awake at night on cloudy and rainy days.

Su Shaomao apologized with self-blame, and then arranged a driver for Xiaoxiao.

It was on that day that Xiaoxiao finally dialed the phone number that she remembered so badly.

She made an appointment with Deng Xiaoxian on the other end of the phone, and took her father to the hospital for a match.

The driver waited patiently in the parking lot of the hospital. In the hospital, Xiaoxiao prayed for a successful match as if pinching a life-saving straw.

The test results won't come out until a week later, so Xiaoxiao takes the X-ray of her distorted ribs home with the driver.

That night, Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed with the quilt rolled up, and Su Shaomao held the X-ray film Xiaoxiao brought and looked at the light for a long, long time.

It was so long that Xiaoxiao was already drowsy and about to fall asleep, only then did she hear a dreamlike voice sounding from her ears.

Su Shaomao said: "I'm sorry Xiaoxiao, I won't treat you like that again in the future."

In the past three years, Xiaoxiao had heard this word countless times, and she didn't want to give herself any more hope, so she nodded with a smile as if coping.

Sure enough, Su Shaomao did what he said, and since then, he never slapped Xiaoxiao with his hands.

However, this time, no matter what, Xiaoxiao is unwilling to numb herself to be a stupid woman again. What she always thinks in her heart is to run away, run away, and never come back.

Three days later, the summer evening was covered with dark clouds, and the remote villa area was illuminated like day by lightning and thunder.

Xiaoxiao stood in front of the window stupidly, praying that the test results she saw soon would be a successful match. Suddenly, Su Shaomao's car slid through the rain curtain and stopped in the yard.

Xiaoxiao was instinctively terrified, and quickly got into the quilt and pretended to sleep.

Su Shaomao broke into her bedroom covered in mud and water, but when he walked to the bedside, his voice was gentle: "Xiaoxiao, let's go, I want to take you to meet someone."

He took Xiaoxiao's hand and walked out, it was the first time she saw Su Shaomao who was so urgent.

The car walked on the muddy path for a long time, and it was so dark outside that she couldn't see the road clearly.

Finally, I don't know how long the bumps took, the car stopped in a bright courtyard.

Xiaoxiao got out of the car, and there turned out to be the "Ji Le Hall", which is a mourning place for the dead in the cemetery.

Xiaoxiao was stunned, he didn't understand why Su Shaomao, a person who had never brought her to meet his family, brought her here.

Su Shaomao wrapped Xiaoxiao's wrist with a wide palm: "Go in and see our son for the last time."

son? !

Xiaoxiao was terrified. Didn't her son die three years ago due to lack of oxygen?

Xiaoxiao couldn't control her legs, she crossed the threshold of Ji Le Hall, and walked towards the place where the little coffin was placed.

In the small coffin lay a little boy.

The boy's face was purple and his hair was yellow, but his face was peaceful as if he was asleep.Two small fists were tightly clenched on his chest, as if troubled by a violent dream.

"Who is he?" Xiaoxiao burst into tears, and turned to ask Su Shaomao beside her.

Su Shaomao stared at the little boy's cheeks, his eyebrows and bridge of nose resembled his mother, and he said, "Our son, I call him Kangkang."

"You're talking nonsense!" Xiaoxiao's maternal instinct, which she had endured for three years, broke out at that moment, and she punched Su Shaomao with her fists, "Didn't you say he was dead? Didn't you say he was dead?"

Su Shaomao remained silent, letting Xiaoxiao feel distressed, he bent and raised his hand to touch the little boy's clenched fist, then turned and left.

"Then..." Su Lang squeezed his brows tightly, with tears in his eyes, and muttered silently, "The dead boy turned out to be his son. He hid him and let him see it in Yu Xing." Grow up in the filth and filth of that place! Damn it!"

Sister Li didn't hear Su Lang's self-talk clearly, and continued to talk about the follow-up from Xiaoxiao.

After that day, Xiaoxiao felt resentment towards Su Shaomao in addition to fear. She was heartbroken and woke up from sleep several times. Looking at Su Shaomao who was also unable to sleep peacefully, she wished she could smother him to death with a pillow.

But she didn't do that, and the matching results between her and Deng Xiaoxian's father came out.

Three of the four indicators matched, and the doctor said it was too rare. In the past, surgery could be performed only if two indicators matched.

That was her hope, her 30, her new life.

That child had already died in her heart three years ago, and now it just burst out the pain that was suppressed back then.

She so comforted herself.

Su Shaomao seemed to be very satisfied with her pain, he always hugged her and comforted her, like returning to the time when she was just pregnant, and did whatever she liked.

Su Shaomao came back, but Xiaoxiao shrank back and didn't dare to ask him where he hid his son all these years and what kind of life he lived.

She was just eagerly looking forward to having the operation sooner and leaving this ghostly place that made her terrified and saddened.

During this period of time, Su Shaomao seemed to have a serious sleep disorder. Whenever he came to the villa, he would stay up all night, sitting by the window and watching Xiaoxiao tenderly.

Xiaoxiao didn't know what he meant by that, but she just tried to pull herself together, ate nutritious food every day, and even practiced yoga.

"Xiaoxiao," Su Shaomao said suddenly one day, "You said before that we are still young and we will have babies in the future, right?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head instinctively, then nodded quickly, as if she had practiced countless times, she replied: "Yes."

"Then let's have another child." Su Shaomao got up and hugged Xiaoxiao tightly from behind, "Let's have another child, like an ordinary family, the three of us live together, okay?"

Xiaoxiao didn't dare to disobey, she nodded slightly.

On Su Shaomao's 23rd birthday, he took Xiaoxiao to a rather upscale local restaurant for dinner for an unprecedented time.

Over the years, people have heard that the Su family's young master is a working machine who is not interested in any women, but unexpectedly it is only because he has long been in the golden house.

On this day, he no longer concealed himself, and ordered a table of delicious food, wine and flowers, and melodious music, as if he tried his best to pile up all the beautiful things in the world in front of Xiaoxiao.

If it was such a carefully prepared romantic moment three years ago, Xiaoxiao would have felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

However, she has experienced the side behind Su Shaomao's gentle gentleman, and she knows that all this is just a glimpse.