She is pregnant.
It may be because she exercised strenuously in order to lose weight, which caused the fetal image to become unstable, and the redness appeared.
Qin Muhan paused when he heard Mo Wushuang's words.
However, he did not look back, but directly replied with two words: "Don't make trouble."
After leaving these two words, he quickly left.
Mo Wushuang's eyes dimmed: "..."
Is she making trouble?
She just wanted to prove her position in Qin Muhan's heart.
It proved that Qin Muhan loved her, not Lin Muxue.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain suddenly fell.
The raindrops were falling very densely, and Qin Muhan was soon soaked all over.
A sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Wushuang's mind: When it rains, the weather leaves visitors.
God helped her keep Qin Muhan, will Qin Muhan look back?
Her sad eyes suddenly brightened up, and she turned around to stare at Qin Muhan expectantly.
But……
Qin Muhan continued to walk firmly in the rain, chasing Lin Muxue's news without a trace of hesitation.
Mo Wushuang stood at the door of the villa, watching with disappointment as Qin Muhan's tall figure completely disappeared in the rain, his hands slowly clenched into fists.
Now, she suddenly couldn't tell the difference.
In his previous life, Qin Muhan held a grand wedding for her, avenged her, and died for her. Was it not because Qin Muhan loved her very much, but because what he couldn't get was the best?
Perhaps, all that was caused by Qin Muhan's paranoia, competitiveness, and possessiveness.
Otherwise, how could there be rumors in the previous life that Lin Muxue gave birth to a son for Qin Muhan, and Qin Muhan 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 as big as beans.
In an instant, her face was covered with rain and turned into a drowned rat.
The cold rain soaked her whole body, and a throbbing pain suddenly came from her abdomen.
She suddenly remembered that she already had a lovely little life in her belly.
Immediately, she raised her hand to cover her belly, with a strong smile on her face, turned around and walked back to the house.
The experience in her previous life told her that to be a love brain, not only would you have to dig wild vegetables for eighteen years like Wang Baochuan, but you would also have bad luck, and you might also end up hating the northwest.
Isn’t it good to be a rich woman who is independent and has a career?
If a man is disobedient, he will lose his father and leave his son behind.
Or, leave no one behind.
Anyway...
In fact, she doesn't have much time to stay with Qin Muhan. Since Qin Muhan cares about Lin Muxue, then she can...
Thoughts flashed through Mo Wushuang's mind, the corners of his mouth curved with an unknown meaning, and he turned around and went upstairs.
She took a bath in a very stable mood, put on her pajamas, lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
However, her hands were placed on her flat belly where nothing could be seen.
…
Time passed by and the teacher had already marked the monthly exam paper.
In Qingyun Noble Academy, all students are paying attention to the monthly exam results and waiting for the teacher to send out their transcripts.
Because Mo Wushuang, a loser, had promised her teacher and the class before the monthly exam that if her grades were delayed again by the class, she would voluntarily drop out of school.
In the senior high school (F) class.
Mo Wushuang looked at the message that just popped up on WeChat on his phone with a calm 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 expected Qin Muhan to come back in the next second.
Unfortunately, things always backfire.
Qin Muhan did not come back. Early the next morning, she packed her luggage and returned to school, where she lived.
She didn't answer Qin Muhan's calls in the past few days, and she didn't reply when he sent her WeChat messages.
If she had followed the past, she might have blocked Qin Muhan, but now she didn't know what her psychology was and she didn't block Qin Muhan.
She only occasionally takes a look at what messages Qin Muhan sent her.
"Mo Wushuang, what time is it, and you still have time to play with your phone."
An angry scream suddenly exploded in Mo Wushuang's ears.
Mo Wushuang put away the phone calmly and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Minghui who looked angry:
"Teacher Zhao, why are you so angry? Is it menopause?"
Zhao Minghui's face turned livid at Mo Wushuang's retort, and her head was so angry that smoke was rising:
"Mo Wushuang, how can you be so disrespectful to the teacher?"
"You are so rude, ignorant of respect for teachers, and a piece of trash like you, you don't deserve to be in Qingyun School."
There is no benefit to be gained from this dead girl, and leaving this dead girl may lead to the discovery of the secret that she tried so hard to hide.
Therefore, she only has one idea now, to kick this dead girl out of Qingyun College as soon as possible.
This way, her secret will never be exposed.
Mo Wushuang looked at Zhao Minghui with a touch of ridicule in his beautiful starry eyes, and said with a smile:
"Teacher, what you said is too serious."
"You just got angry at me for no reason. I also care about you, so I asked you if you are menopausal."
"I have studied traditional Chinese medicine and am very good at treating problems in this area. I am recognized as a gynecological master among the ladies."
"I'm also concerned about your health, that's why I ask you this."
Speaking of this, she looked at Zhao Minghui with a hint of sadness and grievance in her eyes and said:
"I didn't expect that I cared about you, but you scolded me right away."
Her eyes were red, she bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and glanced at the whole class with tears in her eyes:
"Is it just because you asked me to give you my jewelry that day in your office and I didn't agree to it that you got angry and just got angry at me and made trouble for me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever ask you for jewelry?" Zhao Minghui was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and she glared at Mo Wushuang angrily and angrily: "Don't talk nonsense and mislead everyone."
Among the students in the class, in addition to the class beauty and her small group, there were also people who were jealous of Mo Wushuang's beauty. When most of them saw Mo Wushuang's aggrieved and hurt look, they immediately defended Mo Wushuang and said:
"Yes! Teacher Zhao just got angry at Mo Wushuang when he came up. Mo Wushuang only asked those questions because he was concerned about Teacher Zhao."
"Teacher Zhao is making too much of a fuss."
"That's right, it is said that the prime minister's belly can support a boat. Teacher Zhao should be more generous as a teacher, right?"
"That's right. Teacher Zhao is too small-minded. It's too much to embarrass a student who cares about her..."
When Zhao Minghui heard her classmates complaining about Mo Wushuang and talking about her pettiness, she was so angry that the veins on her forehead jumped. She picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked on the table angrily:
"Shut up, everyone."
The class fell silent instantly.
Zhao Minghui glanced at Mo Wushuang with a dark expression, and then said with a forced smile to the whole class:
"Dear students, you have misunderstood me."
"Of course, you also misbelieved in Mo Wushuang. She doesn't really care about me, she just mocks me."
"After all, Mo Wushuang has no medical skills at all. She just wants you to speak for her, so she deceives you like this."
Upon hearing this, the students looked at Mo Wushuang with complicated eyes, and their expressions changed from sympathy to disgust:
"Isn't it? How dare you brag that you are a gynecologist without any medical skills? It's so shameless."
"Who said I don't have medical skills?" Mo Wushuang asked calmly facing the disdainful looks of his classmates.
