A huge sense of regret welled up in his heart, and Gong Luo Jue asked eagerly, "Did you help her do the examination?" ”

The doctor shook his head: "After seeing this information, I don't think there is any need for an examination." ”

With Mo Xiaoxing's current physical condition, it is impossible for her to get pregnant.

Gong Luo Jue said in a deep voice: "Take her out immediately." ”

The doctor looked at him: "Miss Mo doesn't seem to know about the operation yet, do you want to tell her?" ”

Gong Luojue pushed her away and walked into the testing room, saying as he walked: "This is a matter between us, you had better keep your duty and don't talk too much." ”

The doctor sneered.

"Men, no matter how rich they are, are so selfish, and they all treat women as reproductive tools. I don't want her to give birth, and even deprive her of reproductive rights. ”

At this time, they had already walked into the testing room, Mo Xiaoxing was sitting on the sofa and heard a few words, and stood up puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

Gong Luo Jue put his arm around her shoulder: "It's okay, let's go home." ”

"Home? I haven't done a check-up yet. ”

"You're not pregnant, so you don't need to be checked."

"Really......"

Mo Xiaoxing was pushed out by Gong Luojue in a daze, and when he looked back, he glanced at the doctor, and always felt that the other party's eyes were meaningful.

Her instincts told her that something must have happened.

On the car back, Mo Xiaoxing kept asking Gong Luojue what the doctor had said to him.

Gong Luojue hadn't decided whether to tell her or not, he had been prevaricating at first, but then he was irritable, and said directly: "It has nothing to do with you!" ”

It was she who went to check if she was pregnant, how could it have nothing to do with her?

Mo Xiaoxing didn't believe it very much, but looked at Gong Luojue's face and didn't ask any further.

When I got back to the villa, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The man in sunglasses was overjoyed when he saw them coming back, and drove home to accompany his wife and children.

The two washed and slept separately, and did not say a word during the process.

Gong Luojue lay motionless on the bed, his eyes closed, his eyelashes long like two butterflies standing there, and the contours of his side face were deep and perfect.

Mo Xiaoxing thought he was asleep, but when it was twelve o'clock, he suddenly said a word.

"Did you sleep?"

A deep voice rang in my ears.

Mo Xiaoxing hesitated for a moment and said, "Not yet." ”

Gong Luojue turned his body, the soft mattress obviously sank a little because of his movements, and then Mo Xiaoxing was wrapped in a warm embrace.

Gong Luo Jue kissed her earlobe.

"Do you really want to know our conversation?"

Mo Xiaoxing hugged him back: "Of course." ”

Gong Luo Jue finally told her about the operation.

After Mo Xiaoxing listened, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"What do you mean...... Am I infertile now? ”

She can't have children anymore?

She has no memory of the process of giving birth to Gu Xiaoqiu, and from now on, she will not have the opportunity to experience that feeling.

Gong Luojue hummed in a low voice and said, "I guess, it should be that they performed this operation on you just in case." ”

"Just in case? What's there just in case? I didn't even know who you were! ”

Mo Xiaoxing unconsciously used his strength, and his nails sank into his flesh.

Gong Luo Jue frowned in pain, and said, "Since it has happened, don't care about it, and live as before, when nothing has happened, okay?" ”

Mo Xiaoxing couldn't convince himself to agree easily.

The happy life she dreamed of has appeared, and as long as she experiences what it feels like to be a mother again, her life will be complete, and she will die without regrets.

God knows how much she longs for a harmonious family when she grew up in that kind of family.

Now he told her she would never get pregnant again.

They had already taken away her opportunity to accompany Gu Xiaoqiu's childhood, and now they had taken away another opportunity.

It's cruel!

Mo Xiaoxing didn't speak, and tears flowed down silently, wetting the pillow.

When Gong Luojue noticed it, he hugged her tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Don't cry. ”

Mo Xiaoxing didn't answer, and the sobbing became louder.

Gong Luo Jue stroked her hair.

"What if you don't have children? We've got the balls. Even if I can't have children, my love for you won't change. ”

Love is inherently selfish.

He hoped that every day he woke up, he could see Mo Xiaoxing lying beside him.

I can kiss her every day when I fall asleep.

"Gong Luo Jue ......"

Mo Xiaoxing called his name like a frozen kitten on a snowy day.

His hands were tugging at the hem of his pajamas, particularly insecure.

Gong Luojue heard the pain in his heart like a pinprick, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her deeply.

The two exchanged breaths in the lingering, hugged each other tightly, and did not want to be separated for a moment.

The next morning, Mo Xiaoxing woke up and saw a note on the bedside table again.

"If you feel bored, don't be bored at home alone, I have already ordered Zhou Rui to start the play at any time."

At the end of the handwriting, Gong Luojue also drew a heart for the first time.

Mo Xiaoxing held the note, imagining the awkward appearance of his heart when he drew it, and burst into laughter.

The haze was swept away, and after getting up, she immediately contacted Zhou Rui and went to AM to meet.

Since Gong Luo Jue's body recovered, he returned to manage the Gong Group.

AM has also regrouped and signed many new artists.

After Edmund was imprisoned, the Lord of Gong Luo became the heir of the Windsor Rhodes family, which has become a default thing for everyone.

As a result, the Gong Group and AM Entertainment Co., Ltd., as well as a series of its subsidiaries, have developed more vigorously than before under the addition of this atmosphere, and there is a vague momentum to become a world-class enterprise.

AM was able to get a lot of better resources than before, and the artists who were afraid that Gong Luojue's amnesia would affect their future and asked to terminate the contract were complaining at the moment, and they came to the company one by one to curry favor with Zhou Rui, trying to return to the company.

When Mo Xiaoxing got out of the car, she saw a familiar female artist standing outside the door and shouting something at the doorman, but the doorman was expressionless and stretched out his hand to stop her from entering.

When the doorman saw Mo Xiaoxing, he raised his hand to make a silent gesture to the female artist, and bowed to Mo Xiaoxing.

"Miss Mo, Agent Zhou has already instructed you to go directly to his office after you arrive."

"Okay."

Mo Xiaoxing was just about to walk in the door, but was dragged by the female artist to the corner of his clothes.

"Sister Xiling, can you see Zhou Rui helping me say good things? I really want to go back to AM, and it wasn't my fault that I was able to terminate the contract in the first place, but everyone asked for it together! I'm just going with the flow......"

She wore elaborate makeup, wore expensive clothes, and was as thin as a paper man.

When he begged someone to come, his eyes flashed with water, and he was pitiful.

This kind of person, Mo Xiaoxing has seen too much in the entertainment industry.

"Since you followed the crowd at the beginning, you will also follow the crowd now, and it would be good to be your third-tier star."

After she finished speaking, she pulled out the corner of her clothes, raised her feet and continued to walk inside, not ready to waste time on her.

The female artist listened to her talk so politely, pointed to her back and scolded:

"What are you pretending to be? Aren't you also relying on others to become popular? Who is more noble than whom? Why do you say so weird about me? ”

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