C4 The Mistress Came to Them

"Oh? Don't tell me you want to give birth to this child?" Mo Yawen smiled, seemingly laughing at her naivety, "Don't you know that if you give birth to this child, he will live his entire life under the name of an illegitimate child?"

"No, Shaoting said that he will marry me. " Ji Qingyi frowned. Why would she let her child be an illegitimate child for the rest of her life? She would definitely marry into the Ye family.

Mo Yawen looked at Ji Qingyi and was speechless for a moment. She felt that she had given this woman a premature definition. This woman's brain seemed to be a little too simple.

"I don't know if you've read too many love novels, resulting in you being so naive?" Mo Yawen looked at Ji Qingyi and her expression was very puzzled as if she was really puzzled about this question. "Don't you know that men's words are the most unreliable?"

Mo Yawen laughed mockingly. She did not know whether she was mocking Ji Qingyi or herself.

"You!" Ji Qingyi was angered by Mo Yawen's words and her face turned pale. Thereafter, she felt a kind of anger that was hurt. "Miss Mo! Shaoting doesn't love you at all. The person he loves is me! "

"May I ask, how old are you this year?" Mo Yawen politely asked but was somewhat surprised by Ji Qingyi. With her understanding of Ye Shaoting, his taste should not be so bad.

"28 years old, what's wrong?" Ji Qingyi was somewhat unable to keep up with Mo Yawen's thoughts. She discovered that she completely did not understand the woman sitting in front of her. When ordinary women heard these words, shouldn't they rush over and hit her? Why was she still able to speak to her so calmly?

"Oh. " Mo Yawen nodded. "If you did not say it, I would have thought that you were only 18 years old. " Mo Yawen laughed lightly and looked up at Ji Qingyi. She did not hide the ridicule in her eyes, "You are even more naive than an 18 year old girl. "

Listening to the first half of Mo Yawen's words, Ji Qingyi did not understand the meaning behind it. But the second half of Mo Yawen's words made her feel embarrassed as if she had been slapped. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Mo Yawen with a face full of grievance.

"Miss Ji, you should put away your expression. It is a waste for you to release such an expression in front of me. I am not a person who values beauties. " Mo Yawen had been nurtured by the family since she was young. She had developed a self-strengthening and independent personality. She really did not like this kind of fragile and fragile person. She felt that this woman was even more vulnerable than what she had imagined. Hence, she also lost the patience to talk to her.

"If the reason you asked me to meet is to inform me that you're pregnant, then I already know. If you have nothing else to discuss with me, then please leave. " Mo Yawen looked coldly at Ji Qingyi.

"Miss Mo, please let us be together. Shaoting and I truly love each other. I am already pregnant. This is a life! " Ji Qingyi suddenly knelt in front of Mo Yawen and the cup that Mo Yawen placed on the table suddenly fell down. The coffee in the cup flowed along the table onto Ji Qingyi's body and she knelt in front of Mo Yawen and cried out tearfully.

This time, Mo Yawen really did not have the slightest bit of patience. She frowned and felt that her decision to agree to meet Ji Qingyi previously was completely wrong. Mo Yawen looked at her without any sympathy, "Miss Ji, today's situation was caused by your lack of self-love. I advise you to quickly go and have an abortion to prevent everyone from losing face in the future. "

Mo Yawen did not want to talk to her anymore and stood up to leave but was blocked by Ji Qingyi who was kneeling in front of her. One of the two women was kneeling with tears on her face, looking pitiful and pitiful. The other stood with a cold and overbearing expression. In the eyes of others, it was obvious who was right and who was wrong.

A tall black shadow suddenly rushed in front of the two of them. Mo Yawen's expression did not change as she looked at the man who was holding Ji Qingyi up from the ground with a pained and loving expression. He then quickly changed into an expression of disgust and anger as he faced her.

"Mo Yawen! What are you doing?"

What? Did he think that she would deal with the woman he loves so quickly?

For some reason, Mo Yawen seemed to have heard Ye Shaoting's angry roar, but also acted as if she did not hear it. Her eyes moved past the weak woman and the angry man, and looked at the door of the coffee shop that was still swaying. Did he really care about her that much?

"Shaoting, I'm fine. Don't blame Miss Mo. " Ji Qingyi held Ye Shaoting's arm and lowered her head. Her eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Mo Yawen looked at her and felt disgusted. She was afraid that if she looked at her again, she would vomit. She ignored the existence of these two people and turned to walk towards the door. She felt uncomfortable in her heart and did not want to look at these two people again.

"Stop! Apologize to Qingyi!" Ye Shaoting pulled Mo Yawen's wrist with a gloomy face. His strength made Mo Yawen suspect that he could dislocate her wrist with a little more strength. After hearing his words, Mo Yawen, who had always been proud, also looked at Ye Shaoting with a gloomy face. She was silent for a while. She sneered and then said coldly. "You are indeed sick!"

"Let go of your hand!" Mo Yawen frowned and forcefully swung her hand. She wanted to break free from Ye Shaoting's shackles, but she could not. Mo Yawen could not help but feel a little angry. She swung her arms even harder. Coincidentally, Ji Qingyi had changed direction and stood on the other side of Ye Shaoting's body. Mo Yawen's hand hit Ji Qingyi's body precisely.

A scream sounded.

"Qingyi!" Ye Shaoting saw Ji Qingyi's face turn pale and she took a few steps back. He was very nervous. He shook Mo Yawen's hand away and took big steps to catch Ji Qingyi. He asked nervously, "Are you okay?" He supported Ji Qingyi and looked at her carefully. After he confirmed that Ji Qingyi was fine.

Ye Shaoting, who was protecting Ji Qingyi behind him, looked at Mo Yawen with red eyes and a ferocious expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Yawen! If you have any dissatisfaction, come at me! But if you dare to touch a finger of Qingyi, I will definitely not let you off! "

Mo Yawen finally understood. As long as something was related to Ji Qingyi, Ye Shaoting would easily get angry.

"Shaoting, don't get angry. It was all my fault. " Ji Qingyi gently pulled Ye Shaoting's sleeve, looking obedient. But when she turned her head to look at Mo Yawen, her eyes were filled with pride and ridicule.

Mo Yawen was also not a good-tempered woman. Ji Qingyi's gaze directly ignited the bad mood that she had accumulated for the entire day.

Mo Yawen narrowed her eyes, her eyes filled with danger. She did not even think as she poured all the lemon juice that Ji Qingyi had not drunk on Ji Qingyi on the table onto her body.

The moment Mo Yawen splashed the water on Ji Qingyi, Ye Shaoting almost subconsciously blocked in front of Ji Qingyi. When he came back to his senses, his hand reacted faster than his brain and had already raised up high.