Shock! Hot Searches For Morning Sickness of Wives After Divorce

 Chapter 57 She wants to divorce me 2

Mo Bai's face was sullen. This state had been going on for a day, because Ye suddenly took away her book. No matter what he said, what she wanted was her book.

Ye Suanran explained to her for the umpteenth time: "You should read less of that kind of book. It's too bloody. You can't use that kind of book for prenatal education, right? That will affect the baby's health."

Mo Bai didn't say anything, so Ye Suoran could only take him back to her old house. She had just forgotten about the book. But if she went there, she would never come back. How could Grandma Ye let her go?

Ye Suranan said he was going to pick up Mo Bai after work, but he was the only one who was kicked back. He was lying on the bed alone, surrounded by nothingness, and could not hear the sound of Mo Bai flipping through the book. He felt itchy in his heart and couldn't sleep, so he I got up again in the middle of the night and drove back to my old house. It was only eleven o'clock, but everyone was already asleep.

He quietly went to Mo Bai's room. When he got home, he acted like a thief and didn't dare to turn on the light. However, as soon as he sat down, Mo Bai suddenly woke up, sat up and looked at him, tilting his head. , with a puzzled look on his face: "Ye Suran?"

 “Hey!” His body stiffened. Why did he feel a little embarrassed?

"Oh, that's it. Aren't you afraid that you won't get used to it, so I'm back again, go to bed quickly, and I'll go wash up."

Mo Bai shook his head: "I'm not used to it."

 The next thing to say is, you don’t have to come back, you can even go back now.

Ye Suanran pretended not to see it and went directly into the bathroom. He had just taken off his clothes when he suddenly saw something reflecting light on the ground. He squatted down, picked it up, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. It felt like fish scales, but it felt like fish scales. No, this is much harder than fish scales. What is this? What decorations did Mo Bai buy?

Although he was a little confused, he didn't think much about it. The thing still had a faint light and the color was pretty good-looking, so he put it away like a genius.

 When he came out of the bathroom, Mo Bai had already turned on the light and was sitting on the bed looking at him: "You have your own room."

"not good."

Mo Bai took a deep breath, pushed Ye Suran away, and turned his back to him.

“Oh, it has been converted into a guest room, and I haven’t planned to sleep in a separate room with my wife yet.”

Her answer was too straightforward, and Ye suddenly felt a pain in his chest as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He thought he could no longer keep her.

 “You used to sleep in separate rooms!”

 “Are you doing it for the baby?”

He approached Mo Bai gently, but kept a distance from her, and said to himself: "How can it be bad? Just give me one last chance."

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of ropes for ten years, Mo Bai curled himself up, emptied all his thoughts, and forced himself not to think about it, so that he would not be soft-hearted or look forward to it.

 Not getting divorced? How could you not get divorced?

Mo Bai looked at him quietly and moved his red lips: "When will we get divorced?"

"When did that happen? I just got married at that time, and I was adapting to it. I didn't make you sad at that time. I'm really sorry." Ye Suran said with great sincerity. She suddenly got married. Not only Ye Suoran was unhappy Even though Mo Bai couldn't adapt to it, when Ye Suranran suggested sleeping in separate rooms, she felt relieved, so she wasn't sad.

"What?" Ye Ranran reacted quickly and immediately denied: "No, it's not for the baby! I know it was me who was wrong before, and I stubbornly wanted to keep my self-righteous affection, but suddenly I realized that everything was not me. As you imagined, you don’t love me anymore and you don’t believe me anymore. Can you give me some time so that I can slowly prove it, okay?”

She asked too calmly, so calmly that Ye suddenly felt flustered. He got into the bed and held Mo Bai forcibly in his arms: "Don't you feel it? I don't want a divorce, I regret it, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I've made you sad and disappointed."

Mo Bai was silent. She had given herself many opportunities, but she was unable to give Ye Ranran a chance.

 In the dark and quiet environment, all the senses were amplified, and the familiar temperature enveloped her. She was still awake at first, but gradually became sleepy, and fell asleep without realizing it. However, Ye Suoran stayed awake all night.

 When Mo Bai woke up, Ye Suran's figure was gone, and there was no warmth next to him, as if what happened last night was like a dream. But when she went downstairs, Jiang Qinwan said: "My dear, wake up. Come and have breakfast. That brat was walking in a hurry. He didn't know what happened and went to the company without even eating breakfast."

Mo Bai paused and looked at Jiang Qinwan who hesitated to speak. Jiang Qinwan smiled and said, "Good boy, just say what you want. Did A Ran bully you again?"

 “No, he’s fine.”

Jiang Qinwan sighed: "My dear, don't be depressed about everything. You can talk to your mother or grandma, and we will all help you. The most feared thing between husband and wife is the cold war. You have to be tougher. If you have anything to say, it's better to just talk about it. If he bullies you, just deal with him. Your father and I will never say anything!"

Mo Bai smiled. Are you going to have a quarrel? Ye Ranran and I can't just have a quarrel.

"thanks Mom."

 …

In the evening, Mo Bai received a call from Ye Ranran. He said that he would be back later and told where he was going.

Mo Bai stared at his phone in silence for a long time. Where did he go and where did he need to report to me?

Ye Suran made an appointment with Xi Nan and the others. Xi Nan knew the situation of Ye Suran and Mo Bai, so he knew it when Ye Suran kept drinking, while the other two looked confused.

Mo Jiacheng asked with a smile: "Aran, what's going on? Why do you drink alone? Are you here to watch you drink?"

Ye suddenly picked up the wine glass and said, "I want you to come and drink with me. Let's drink together."

Han Xiujin raised his eyebrows and teased with a half-smile: "I haven't heard that there is any problem in your company. Is it because of love problems? Why, your wife doesn't agree to divorce you? Tsk! Listen to your brother's advice and break up. It's ugly to say that. Yes, you really have poor taste for Du Hanxi."

Ye suddenly took another breath: "Well, I don't have good eyesight."

"Ah?" Han Xiujin thought he heard wrongly, and Mo Jiacheng was even more excited: "Good brother, have you finally realized your mistake? Are you ready to turn around now? How can you drink this little wine? I have to open a banquet for you. Celebrate!”

Xi Nan almost died laughing: "You two did it on purpose, right? It's not that Aran wants a divorce now, it's that Aran's wife wants to divorce Aran. By the way, Aran is happy to be a father. Why don't you congratulate him?" "

"What?" Mo Jiacheng was so shocked that he slapped the table: "What do you mean? A Ran, what's wrong with you? You have a wife, and what you hate the most is someone who messes around. How can you fool around with Du Hanxi? ! You don’t think it’s dirty either.

He didn't dare to say this because he was afraid that Ye Suoran would fight him desperately. However, when he imagined that he would be furious or retort, Ye Suoran was unusually quiet.

He took a sip of wine and then said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Mo Bai is pregnant."

Mo Jiacheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, okay, the family dispute is still not happening in your house."

Han Xiujin smiled and nodded: "That is indeed worthy of congratulations, so you are just drinking because your wife is pregnant and wants to divorce you?"

Mo Jiacheng touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that among the four of us, Aran, you are the worst!"

 (End of this chapter)