She is expecting.

It may be because she exercised vigorously to lose weight, which caused the fetal image to be unstable, and the red appeared.

Qin Muhan paused when he heard Mo Wushuang's words.

However, he did not look back, but replied directly with two words: "Don't make trouble." ”

Dropping those two words, he quickly left.

Mo Wushuang's eyes dimmed: "......"

Did she make a fuss?

She just wanted to prove her place in Qin Muhan's heart.

proves that Qin Muhan loves her, not Lin Muxue.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

Suddenly lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and a torrential downpour suddenly fell.

The raindrops were very dense, and soon drenched Qin Muhan's whole body.

A sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Wushuang's mind: It's raining, and the sky is a guest.

God has helped her stay with Qin Muhan, will Qin Muhan turn back?

Her gloomy eyes lit up suddenly, looking forward to glaring at Qin Muhan and turning back.

But......

Qin Muhan resolutely continued to walk in the rain curtain, and without a trace of hesitation, he chased in the direction of Lin Muxue's news.

Mo Wushuang stood at the door of the villa, watching in disappointment as Qin Muhan's tall figure completely disappeared into the rain, his hands slowly clenched into fists.

Now, she suddenly couldn't tell the difference.

In her previous life, Qin Muhan held a grand wedding for her, avenged her, and martyred her, was it not because Qin Muhan loved her very much, but just because what she couldn't get was the best?

Perhaps, everything is Qin Muhan's paranoia and competitiveness, and possessiveness.

Otherwise, how could there be rumors in the previous life that Lin Muxue gave birth to a son to Qin Muhan, and Qin Muhan still doted on Lin Muxue very much?

She walked silently into the rain, looked up at the sky, and raised her hand to catch the raindrops the size of beans.

In an instant, her face was drenched in rain.

The cold rain soaked her whole body, and a throbbing pain came from her abdomen.

She suddenly remembered that she already had a cute little life in her womb.

Immediately, she raised her hand to cover her lower abdomen, a strong smile appeared on her face, and turned to walk back into the room.

The experience of her previous life told her that to be a love brain, not only will she have to dig wild vegetables for 18 years like Wang Baochuan, but she will also have bad luck, and she may also hate the northwest.

Isn't it good to be an independent rich woman with a career?

If a man is disobedient, it is a big deal to go to the father and keep the son.

Or, one is not left.

Anyway......

She actually didn't have much time to stay by Qin Muhan's side, since Qin Muhan cared about Lin Muxue, then she could......

The thought in Mo Wushuang's mind flashed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an arc of unknown meaning, and he turned to go upstairs.

She took a shower with a very stable mood, changed into pajamas, and lay on the bed with her eyes closed.

Only, her hands were on the flat lower abdomen where nothing could be seen.

……

Time flies, and the teacher of the monthly exam paper has already corrected it.

In Qingyun Noble Academy, all students pay attention to the results of the monthly examination and wait for the teacher to send out the report card.

Because, Mo Wushuang, a straw bale waste material, promised her teacher and the whole class before the monthly exam that if her grades were delayed by the class this time, she would voluntarily drop out of school.

In the senior (F) class.

Mo Wushuang looked at the message that had just popped up on WeChat on his mobile phone with a faint expression.

The message was sent to her by Qin Muhan.

After Qin Muhan left on a rainy night a few days ago, Qin Muhan did not come back that night.

She didn't call to urge Qin Muhan to come back that night, but silently looked forward to Qin Muhan coming back in the next second.

Unfortunately, things always backfire.

Qin Muhan didn't come back, early the next morning, she packed her luggage and went back to school and lived in the school.

In the past few days, Qin Muhan called her, but she didn't answer, and sent her a WeChat message, but she didn't reply.

If it was in the past, she might have blackened Qin Muhan, but now she didn't know what her psychology was, and she didn't blacken Qin Muhan.

Only occasionally take a look at what messages Qin Muhan sent her.

"Mo Wushuang, when is it, you still have the heart to play with your mobile phone."

An angry roar suddenly exploded in Mo Wushuang's ears.

Mo Wushuang indifferently put away his mobile phone and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Minghui with an angry face:

"Mr. Zhao, why are you so angry, is it menopause?"

Zhao Minghui's face was suddenly pale by Mo Wushuang's words, and she was so angry that smoke rose above her head:

"Mo Wushuang, how can you be so disrespectful to the teacher?"

"If you are so rude, you don't know how to respect teachers, or the garbage of straw bales and waste materials is not worthy of staying in Qingyun School."

There's nothing to gain from this dead girl, and leaving this dead girl behind might reveal the secrets she tried so hard to hide.

Therefore, she only has one idea now, to kick this dead girl out of Qingyun Academy as soon as possible.

In this way, her secret will never be exposed.

Mo Wushuang's beautiful starry eyes looked at Zhao Minghui with a hint of mockery, and said with a smile:

"Look for the teacher, what you said is too serious."

"You just got angry with me for no reason, and I also care about you, so I will ask you if menopause has arrived."

"I have studied Chinese medicine, and I am very good at treating this aspect of trouble, and I am recognized as a holy hand of gynecology in the noble lady group."

"I also care about your body, so I asked you that."

Speaking of this, her eyes flashed with a trace of sadness and grievance, looked at Zhao Minghui and said:

"Unexpectedly, I cared about you, but I was scolded by you when you came up."

Her eyes were red, her snow-white teeth bit her lower lip, and she glanced at the class with tears in her eyes:

"Is it because you asked me to give you my jewelry in your office that day, and I didn't agree, and you got angry, so you got angry with me and made trouble with me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When have I ever asked you for jewelry? Zhao Minghui was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and suddenly glared at Mo Wushuang angrily and angrily: "Don't talk nonsense and mislead everyone." ”

The classmates in the class, in addition to the class flower and her small group, there were also people who were jealous of Mo Wushuang's beauty, most of them saw Mo Wushuang's aggrieved, sad and injured appearance, and immediately hugged Mo Wushuang and said:

"Yes! Teacher Zhao lost his temper with Mo Wushuang just now, and Mo Wushuang asked those questions, just caring about Teacher Zhao. ”

"Teacher Zhao is also making too much of a fuss."

"That's it, it is said that the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, shouldn't Mr. Zhao's measurement of being a teacher be greater?"

"That's right, Teacher Zhao's heart is too small, it's too much to embarrass a student who cares about her so much......"

Zhao Minghui heard that her classmates were upset about Mo Wushuang, and they also talked about her being cautious, her forehead was bruised, and she picked up the blackboard and knocked on the table angrily:

"Shut it all up."

The class fell silent in an instant.

Zhao Minghui glanced at Mo Wushuang with a dark face, and then smiled at the class and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you misunderstood me."

"Of course, you also mistrusted Mo Wushuang, she didn't really care about me, she just mocked me."

"After all, Mo Wushuang doesn't know how to heal at all, she just wants you to speak for her, so she will fool you like this."

Hearing this, the classmates looked at Mo Wushuang with complicated eyes, and changed from sympathy to disgust:

"Isn't it? It is shameless that he dares to brag that he is a gynecological saint who does not know medical skills. ”

"Who says I don't know how to heal?" Mo Wushuang looked indifferently at the disdainful eyes of his classmates, and asked lightly.