Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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Tang Xinyu turned the teacup between his fingers, thoughtfully, watching the pale pink flower tea swirling into a small vortex in the small teacup, without a word.

Yun Xiuyao calmed down when he saw Tang Xinyu's thoughts.

Ever since she saw Mo Lanqing and Tian Wanwan's adultery, she found that Tang Xin's language had changed, from a well-maintained flower in a greenhouse to a wild rose on the hillside.

Perhaps this is also a good thing. At least the wild rose is more resistant to the baptism of wind and rain.

Tang Xinyu finally put aside the small cup and smiled slightly: "It's over? Let's go."

When the two got up, Tang Xinyu's cell phone rang. Yun Xiuyao glanced at the three characters “Mo Yifan” beating on the screen of the mobile phone, and winked interestingly at Tang Xinyu: “I ’ll go get the car first.”

This call was made by Mo Yifan when Mohs signed the agreement, and the address book was set up.

At that time, Tang Xinyu asked him: "What about your mobile phone?"

Mo Yifan picked up his mobile phone and opened it, and opened the address book interface to show her. Her cell phone number has long been carried out alone to build a list.

Mo Yifan said aloud: "Where are you?"

Tang Xinyu glanced at the reception desk of the beauty salon and reported the address.

Mo Yifan: "I'll come and pick you up."

Tonight is the birthday banquet of Grandpa Mo. Mr. Mo asked Mo Yifan to return to the Mo's house with Tang Xinyu, which is equivalent to seeing his parents in disguise, although they have all seen them before.

However, Tang Xinyu's identity is different now, isn't he?

Tang Xinyu responded briefly, and hung up the phone altogether. His heart was dark: Oh, let you also taste the taste of being hung up.

Unconsciously, the childish Tang Xinyu walked towards Yun Xiuyao who was waiting in front of the beauty salon.

"Xiu Yao, Mo Yifan will come to pick me up later, you go first."

"You go to the birthday feast together?" The Yun family is also on the invited list. Yun Xiuyao originally planned to go with Tang Xinyu, which was abandoned by Tang Xinyu righteously.

Yun Xiuyao complained a little: "Okay, now I have gone to Tian Wanwan, and I have another Mo Yifan. Why do these people keep going with me and grab friends with me?"

Tang Xinyu smiled and fingered Yun Xiuyao's forehead with a smile: "Get out."

Yun Xiuyao tweeted, and started the car while shattering his thoughts: "A boyfriend is amazing! I'm going to check one, and I'll take it with me later, to see who gets what!"

Tang Xinyu took a step back and watched Yun Xiuyao who said that the wind is the rain left. He tried hard to recall the plot in the novel, and he didn't seem to say who Yun Xiuyao's official was.

Tang Xinyu smirked at himself and couldn't even recall the storyline of his role. Where can he still remember the storyline of playing the soy sauce character.

While Tang Xinyu was not thinking about it, Mo Yifan's modified car stopped steadily next to Tang Xinyu. Tang Xinyu first nodded and smiled at Lin Wensen in the driver's seat before pulling the door to the car.

Mo Yifan's eyes fell on Tang Xinyu's side face. His fair and delicate skin seemed to have just washed out of the milk bath, revealing a slight pink color, which made him look at his fingertips and itchy.

Want to ... pinch.

Mo Yifan crossed this thought in his mind, only to realize that he had been looking at Tang Xinyu for a long time, and it was long until Tang Xinyu turned his gaze directly, staring at him unwillingly.

Mo Yifan chuckled low, without concealing his gaze: "Women are happy for themselves, I understand."

Tang Xinyu hindered Lin Wensen in front and stared back: "You think too much, grooming is the basic etiquette for socializing."

Mo Yifan was noncommittal and turned to the topic: "Yang Siyu was assigned to the project investment department to temporarily do some paperwork, and in the afternoon, several people in the office accepted her."

Tang Xinyu commented unbiasedly: "She still has some brains."

Mo Yifan: "A woman like Mrs. Yang will never give birth to a stupid person as a mother."

Tang Xinyu squinted at the past, the meaning of the words was meaningful: "You have a very high opinion of He Bilian."

Mo Yifan didn't seem to appreciate the crisis in this sentence, and nodded slightly: "How can it be a person who has no skill at all to hide from the sky for so many years? How can he be a person who has no skill? An accurate assessment of the opponent's strength is a necessary condition for winning the battle. ..... "

The car suddenly turned sharply and turned down. Tang Xinyu leaned towards Mo Yifan and hit him on the shoulder.

Mo Yifan stretched out his hand to straighten Tang Xinyu's body, inadvertently swept across Tang Xinyu's cheek that raised his head, and touched the delicate, coveted hands for as long as he wanted.

Tang Xinyu propped up his body by holding the back of the chair, and the slightly curled hair tail quickly flew over Mo Yifan's arm.

Mo Yifan's eyes darkened, and he said to the front, "What's going on?"

The surface of the discourse seems to have the meaning of questioning, but Lin Wensen, who has been with Mo Yifan for so long, tasted Mo Yifan's mood at the moment, without any blame.

Lin Wensen immediately replied: "Mo Shao, Miss Tang, sorry! I just didn't pay attention to the traffic lights and missed the intersection."

Lin Wensen dared not to look at Tang Xinyu's reaction through the rearview mirror. He just felt that Mo Shao had no answer to his desire to win. Even he could hardly hear it, let alone Tang Xinyu.

For his lifelong happiness with Mo Shao, Lin Wensheng decided to sacrifice himself and make a little accident to adjust. It is hoped that after going back, Mo Shao can give himself a bonus.

Tang Xinyu didn't think so much, instructing Mo Yifan not to pursue this trivial matter. Mo Yifan rubbed his fingertips as if the delicate feeling just now remained on his fingertips.

The two went to Tang Xinyu's private designer studio first.

Designer Kevin returned from South Korea and was signed by Lin Tong in the styling design competition. He was specially allocated to his daughter for public styling. Tang Xinyu was afraid of burying Kevin's design talents. He invested in the establishment of a clothing design company and gave it to Kevin to take care of it.

Lin Tong teased her that lazy people are lazy.

Tang Xinyu argued: "It's so good. From spending my money to raising him to making money for me, it's silly not to do such a bargain!"

Every time he attended a formal occasion, Tang Xinyu would come to Kevin's studio, but this time he brought an extra person.

Kevin looked at Mo Yifan with a smile on his back, and turned his face to bite his ear with Tang Xinyu: "My dear, the best!"

Tang Xinyu took a closer look at Mo Yifan sitting quietly in the lounge: "Oh?"

Kevin: "With such outstanding looks, coupled with flawed legs, is it not particularly epic and tragic? The perfect beauty is false beauty, and only the flawed beauty is truly perfect!

Tang Xinyu squinted at Kevin who kept blowing rainbow farts: "Are you saying that I am a false beauty?"

Kevin: "..."

Tang Xin's tone was cool: "You mean that I should go missing a leg and a leg, so that it is really perfect?"

Kevin almost kneeling: "............"

Tang Xinyu rolled up the modeling album and knocked on Kevin: "How many times have you told me that China's national conditions are different from those abroad? Don't blow rainbow farts blindly and save them on horseshoes!"

In the eyes of Kevin, tears were grievances, and he arranged his work for Tang Xinyu.

Tang Xinyu sat in a swivel chair and rubbed his forehead. Kevin is not very young. He gave Tang Xinyu the money to open a design company to thank him. Every year, Thanksgiving must send a greeting card to her. Tang Xinyu always has the illusion of secretly raising a son.

Fortunately, the design company's business is doing well. Kevin only needs to concentrate on the design, otherwise Tang Xinyu should really cry and blind the investment.

While Tang Xinyu closed his eyes and nourished his mind, he heard a noise coming from the modeling room next door, vaguely like a woman making a loud noise.

"Where is she? You don't say it, I'll tell her myself!"

The door in the modeling room was pushed open, and someone strode in.

Tang Xinyu heard the footsteps rushing to his own before slowly opening his eyes. The woman in front of her is very delicate. At first glance, she can capture most people's amazing eyes.

The woman wrapped her hands around her chest, making her chest even more choppy. Relying on the advantage of standing, the woman floated her eyes on the face of Tang Xinyu who was sitting, and asked condescendingly: "How much is the price?"

Tang Xinyu couldn't remember where he had seen this person in such an aggressive manner to the same sex. Listening to a headless word, Tang Xinyu adjusted his sitting posture and closed his eyes again.

The woman seems to have never experienced such a disregard, and is not going to get angry, just about to repeat the question just now.

"Cracky" rapid footsteps stepped from outside the door into the modeling room. Kevin eased his breath by holding the table in front of the vanity mirror, and said haha: "Miss Wen, let's talk outside."

Miss Wen snorted: "Why can't I say it here? I'm sincerely asking this lady to sell me that dress, and of course I have to tell her. Is it ... you have done it?"

Tang Xinyu opened his eyes, still sitting still: "Miss Wen?"

Kevin desperately set eyes on Tang Xinyu behind Miss Wen. Tang Xinyu glanced at it and ignored it.

Miss Wen responded proudly: "This lady, I will give you a price you are satisfied with, as long as you give me your dress."

Hearing this, Tang Xinyu guessed the whole thing by seven or eight points. Kevin recently designed a dress skirt. According to Kevin's own praise for this year's most satisfying work, he waited for Tang Xinyu to appear at a grand banquet.

It seems that someone has also taken a fancy to this skirt and wanted to cut it halfway.

Tang Xinyu looked at Miss Wen for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "Who are you?"

Miss Wen's brazen smile suddenly froze in her face, staring at Tang Xinyu incredulously.

Kevin made a constipated expression behind Miss Wen, trying to give Tang Xinyu a compliment and worrying about how to solve the problem at hand. For a time, the little V face was brilliant.

Kevin timely inserted between two women sitting and standing: "Miss Wen, my friend doesn't pay much attention to entertainment news, so I didn't recognize you. Dear, let me introduce you, this is Miss Wen Pinting after the new Berlin film. "

Tang Xinyu dullly "huh", seeing Kevin did not continue to say, "Then what?"

Kevin: "..."

Woo-why should I get involved in the fight between two women? !

Kevin: "A little misunderstanding happened. I will discuss it with Miss Wen in private."

Tang Xinyu Wenyan really stopped looking at Wen Pinting and closed his eyes again: "Well, I'm going to leave in an hour. You have to arrange a time."

Wen Pinting, who has always been the star of the moon, has suffered such a cold reception, knocking on the table unpleasantly: "This lady, I am talking to you."

Tang Xinyu's eyelids didn't even move, coldly: "Kevin!"

When Kevin burned his eyebrows and didn't know what to do, the door in the modeling room was pushed open again.

Mo Yifan drove the wheelchair in and looked at Tang Xinyu, who was sitting on the chair without changing clothes, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Yifan!"

Tang Xinyu heard Wen Pingting exclaimed, and then opened her eyes, interestingly sweeping between Wen Pingting and Mo Yifan.

Compared to Wenting ’s accident, Mo Yifan looked calm as usual, and asked faintly, “How are you here?”

Wen Pingting walked with a light step, and the tone was coquettish: "I filmed a scene abroad for two months, and finally I can rush back to the country to attend the birthday feast. When you come back to meet you, this is your first sentence!"

"Hey wrong, why are you here, Yifan?" Wen Pingting seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked back weirdly at the woman with one hand on her chin and tilting her head to watch the play. "She wouldn't be that ... .... "

Mo Yifan calmly introduced: "Miss Tang Jia, Tang Xinyu, my fiance, your sister-in-law."

Wen Pingting seemed shocked, and the blood on his face faded quickly: "Brother Yifan, what are you talking about ... I ... I didn't return to you this time, I don't need it So anxious to clear ... "

Tang Xinyu, who is addicted to watching dramas, has keenly caught the deep meaning hidden in Wen Pingting's words, his eyes gathered on Mo Yifan's face, not wanting to let the slightest change in his face look.

It's a pity that Mo Yifan's face remained immobile from beginning to end, and his expression was so pale that it almost made people wonder what he thought.

Mo Yifan: "It was originally planned to be announced at the birthday banquet. Since it happened here, let me introduce it in advance."

Tang Xinyu's heart shook slightly. Why didn't she know the announcement of the wedding news at the birthday banquet? Was it Mo Yifan's pretentious words, or was he planning everything already on his back? The announcement of this news directly at the birthday banquet was a public official response to the rumors outside this time.

As a party, Tang Xinyu has a delicate mood.

This subtlety is not only due to Mo Yifan's arbitrariness, but also from this "sister Pingting" who doesn't know where it came from.

Tang Xinyu watched Mo Yifan sit in a wheelchair imposingly, casting a meaningful look.

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu's eyes and moved away without looking, facing Wen Pingting: "The birthday feast is about to start, please hurry to do modeling and save yourself late."

The meaning of eviction in and out of the conversation is very obvious. Wen Pingting's cheek muscles are tight, and he reluctantly leaves in step by step in Kevin's gesture.

The door in the modeling room was quietly taken by Kevin.

Tang Xinyu looked at the quiet modeling room and applauded a few applause crisply: "Mo Shao's charm is admirable. It took me a trouble to solve a trouble for me without a single stroke, thank you!"

Mo Yifan drives the wheelchair close to Tang Xinyu's side: "Do you want to ask anything?"

Tang Xinyu shrugged: "A person who has nothing to do with me, I have no interest in knowing."

Mo Yifan's black, heavy eyes flashed a few strands of loss in an instant, so fast that Tang Xinyu didn't even notice it.

Mo Yifan turned his head toward the door: "I'll call you a stylist."

At the moment the door opened in the modeling room, Tang Xinyu, who continued to lean on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, seemed to hear Mo Yifan say something.

"It's also someone who has nothing to do with me."

When Tang Xinyu opened his eyes and looked at the door, he could no longer see Mo Yifan's figure, leaving only the breeze of the porch blowing the door of the modeling room slightly.

Kevin, who pulled back, squatted down, and fiddled with Tang Xinyu's dress skirt, and began to chatter: "My dear, I have really served you. You haven't seen you in the next modeling room, Wen Pinting. How stinky her face is, so that when the makeup artist isolates her, her fingers are shaking. "

Tang Xinyu mentioned the folds of the waist dress: "Don't you paint the face of others? Don't smash our signboard."

"You ..." Kevin looked up at Tang Xinyu convincingly. "Do you think your focus seems to be crooked?"

Tang Xinyu: "???

Kevin hated the iron and straightened the skirt, standing up and akimbo: "Wen Pingting is still peeping at your man, did you say nothing at all?"

Tang Xinyu sorted the thin necklace between her necks toward the vanity mirror: "How do you say? Rush up and tell her, woman, let's fight, who won Mo Yifan?"

Kevin curled his lips, helplessly tightening the lace around her waist.

"hiss--"

Tang Xinyu was strangled with a sigh of relief: "Is it necessary to tighten so tightly?"

Kevin gritted his teeth and pulled on his belt to maximize the tightness: "If we don't fight for people, we have to fight for our breath! Wen Pinting chose a deep V dress, and we must have at least one bright spot!"

Tang Xinyu looked at the slender waist in the mirror, and suddenly felt unreasonable: "... Kevin, do you have to force me to eat at the birthday feast?"

Kevin fastened his belt with his hands and feet, and tied a beautiful bow around his waist: "For the sake of beauty, you won't die if you eat less!"

Tang Xinyu: "... I think I should consider the company's management for a blood exchange."

Kevin held his arm and took a step back, commanding Tang Xinyu in a circle with satisfaction: "As you please, the dress I designed is not allowed to lose anyway!"

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Tang Xinyu: "I remember that the deep V is also the work you directed the designer to design."

Kevin: "How can it be the same! Your one is a heir, and her one is out!"

Tang Xinyu was speechless: "To be honest, have you been in a maze of drama recently ..."

Kevin: "Learn to use, don't praise me."

When Tang Xinyu went out and looked for Mo Yifan in the lounge, he saw Wen Yiting, who was wearing a bright red dress, standing beside Mo Yifan.

Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan in a wheelchair and looked down at the mobile phone suspiciously. Unexpectedly, even if Mo Yifan had inconvenient legs and feet, there were still beautiful women sticking up perseveringly.

This......

Probably true love?

Tang Xinyu felt like he was too mean at the moment, and his marriage to Mo Yifan would make him miss the real goddess in his life?

Mo Yifan suddenly realized that he looked up at Tang Xinyu's direction, and he was obviously shocked.

This short-lived stunned **** greatly satisfied Tang Xinyu's vanity as a woman. Now that both parties have signed and entered into force, we must abide by the spirit of the contract. Tang Xinyu said sorry to Wen Pinting at the bottom of her heart.

If Wen Pingting can wait until the day they cancel the agreement, Tang Xinyu will readily give way.

However, before that time, as long as there were factors that prevented the implementation of the agreement, Tang Xinyu would eliminate them one by one.

Tang Xinyu smiled like a flower and walked step by step in a lotus flower. The long blue dress flowed like water, and more and more silver stars were dotted from the waist down like a goddess coming out of the starlight.

Star Goddess said softly: "Yifan, let's go."

Mo Yifan, who has never heard Tang Xinyu speak so softly: "... are you hungry?"

Tang Xinyu immediately choked back to his original form: "?????"

Mo Yifan frowned slightly: "The voice is so soft, I'm so hungry."

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