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Mo Wanqing was looking at the elevator that had closed early in the distance with a bitter and excited face, and suddenly Mo Wanxin's voice sounded behind her.

Mo Wanxin looked at her curiously and puzzled, and then looked in the direction where she had been staring at her without blinking, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing!" Mo Wanqing came back to her senses, retracted her thoughts, turned to Mo Wanxin and smiled, "Why haven't you come back for so long?"

"The school has been doing a lot of homework lately. Mo Wanxin casually made an excuse, "Isn't there an internship next semester, this semester will be very busy, maybe I won't come back so often." I just came back from the flower shop, sister, how are you? How are you doing? Have you vomited? Why is your stomach still so flat? It's been more than three months, I've read a book, and the book says three months......

"Have you had lunch?"

Mo Wanxin looked at Mo Wanqing's stomach with a concerned face, and chattered like Hugh. Then, before she finished speaking, Mo Wanqing interrupted her, always with such a faint smile, looking at her and asking.

Mo Wanxin nodded, "Ah, I've eaten." Just now, Jian ...... seemed to realize something, and after only saying one word, he stopped in time, and smiled happily at Mo Wanqing, "I ate with my classmates at school, and I only went to the flower shop after eating." Sister, do you have a pregnancy test in the afternoon? Why don't I accompany you?"

Once again, the topic of Mo Wanqing's transfer was turned back again.

In her opinion, the child in Mo Wanqing's belly is Mo Wanqing's bargaining chip, maybe relying on this child, Jian Mingchao will divorce the yellow-faced woman at home and then marry Mo Wanqing.

It's just that she has ever thought about how the two sisters can be compared with Lan Muluoge if they want to have no identity or status, whether they want status or not?

Jian Mingchao is incapable, he is a wreck, but he is not stupid. How could he divorce Lan Muge for the sake of a Mo Wanqing?

Even the old lady would not have agreed.

If the child in Mo Wanqing's womb had not fallen, if it was a boy when the time came, if the old lady had known, she might have wanted the child back, but she would never admit Mo Wanqing's identity.

It's just that she doesn't even have this now.

"No need. Mo Wanqing smiled faintly, "If you are busy with your homework, don't go to the flower shop, and dedicate your homework." I'll go to the florist, and you can go upstairs by yourself. ”

After saying that, he walked towards his car.

"Sister!" Mo Wanxin hurriedly caught up and asked, "Sister, did something happen?"

I always feel that something bad is happening.

Suddenly, her divine line slammed down on Mo Wanqing's stomach.

It's still flat, and there's no hint of pregnancy.

A belly that is more than three months old shouldn't be like this, at least it should be a little bulging.

Then Mo Wanqing's original words sounded in her head.

"I haven't decided whether I want this kid yet. ”

Don't want this child?

Mo Wanxin crossed this thought for a moment.

"Sister, did you beat the child?"

That thought flashed in his mind, and Mo Wanxin asked Mo Wanqing anxiously.

Her eyes widened like copper bells, and her hands held Mo Wanqing's hand tightly, not letting her leave, and looked at her with a look of disbelief and anger.