Inside the carriage, the windows were sealed shut.

  At a distance, Huo Tingchen couldn't hear Feng Jiran's shouting very clearly, only when he heard the two words "miscarriage", it was as if he suddenly realized something, and abruptly stopped.

  At this time, Mo Wei Yu's skirt had already been lifted to her shoulders, and Huo Ting Chen's large palm was still embedded in her slender waist.

  In her struggles, some of her hair became disheveled.

  A pair of eyes had a faint redness, but there was no moisture in the eye sockets, and the expression at the bottom of the eyes revealed a few degrees of coldness and indifference.

  Even under the man's teasing, Mo Wei's breathing was slightly short of breath, her skin was covered with a faint pink color, and she looked charming and attractive, emitting a seductive aura. Her body instinctively released a fascinating female hormone in the excitement, as if it were a seductive and beautiful elf.

  However, the temperature in the carriage rose steadily, and the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous, but her eyes never ignited a spark of desire.

  Only when Huo Tingxuan heard the sound and stopped moving did a faint ripple flash across his eyes, but it quickly returned to calmness.

  Huò Tīng Chēn's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his large palm slowly moved down and covered her abdomen.

  Reopened, with a hint of scrutiny in his gaze.

  "What's miscarriage? Are you pregnant?"

  Nothing.

  Mo Wei's words were like a gentle breeze, directly denying his statement.

  Huo Tingchen looked down at her, clearly not believing her excuse.

  "You've had a child and would rather tell an unrelated man than be honest with me? Hmm?"

  At this time, Huo Tingquan's slightly rough palm gently stroked the woman's smooth skin, and his palm was flat on her abdomen, without any signs of pregnancy. He repeatedly drew circles with his fingertips on her belly, his dark eyes deep and mysterious, unable to discern any emotions.

  Mo Wei Yu didn't respond and instead turned her head to look out of the window.

  Not far away, Feng Jiran was still there arguing with Xiuzhi. He wasn't a hot-headed person by nature, but this time he clenched his fists and the two of them quickly got into a scuffle!

  Seeing him react so tensely and intensely, it's as if he were the child's father, unable to tolerate anyone harming her and the child.

  His anxious expression became more apparent, and in Huo Fengchen's eyes, it only made him more certain that Mo Wei Yu was pregnant.

  She didn't respond when he saw her, Huo Tingquan furrowed his brow, his expression growing increasingly gloomy.

  "Why didn't you tell me? You know I've wanted this child for a long time, or rather, this child"

  "Yes, you guessed it."

  Before Huo Tingquan finished speaking, a hint of hidden pain flashed in Mo Wei Yu's eyes, and she suddenly turned her head, loudly interrupting him!

  "This child is not yours!"

  The moment his voice fell, Huo Tingchen suddenly narrowed his eyes!

  With a big palm following the trend upwards, he pinched her chin with one hand, and his fingertips unconsciously increased the force, almost crushing her jaw!

  "Mo Wei Yu, dare you repeat yourself?!"

  With each word enunciated clearly, Huo Tingchen was almost gnashing his teeth.

  He rarely called her by both name and surname, it can be seen that he was infuriated by her words at this moment!

  Mo Wei Yu looked straight into his eyes, her gaze unwavering and unflinching, with a calm demeanor.

  Even the tone was calm and peaceful.

  "The child is not yours, so I won't tell you and don't want to give you such an answer. Are you satisfied?"

  Her eyes were as clear and transparent as a mountain spring, with a hint of indifference, like a deep pool that was unobstructed and unconcealed, as if even deceit and flattery were beneath her.

  Huò Tīng Chēn secretly clenched his five fingers, and his joints turned slightly pale due to the force.

  He stared at her with a fierce gaze, his dark pupils sharp and menacing like an eagle's talons, for a moment it seemed as if he was going to choke the life out of her!

  But he couldn't bring himself to do it.

  No matter how angry he was, he couldn't bear to hurt her and make her suffer.

  Slowly releasing his five fingers, as if he had used a great deal of effort to restrain his violent emotions, Huo Tingchen took a deep breath and gently stroked the woman's weak face with his hand, carefully combing her disheveled hair.

  For a moment, even his tone became gentle.

  "Are you kidding me? You're not even close to Sang Xia, nothing happened between you two, nothing at all?"

  Mo Wei Yu also looked into his eyes and calmly asked back.

  "I'm telling the truth, but do you believe me?"

  "I believe."

  "In one sentence, Huo Tingchen replied without hesitation, 'As long as it's you, I believe.'"

  Even if she was deceiving him.

  Upon hearing Huo Tingchen's response, Mo Wei Yu finally curled up the corners of her mouth and drew a faint smile.

  The smile grew thicker and was almost impossible to suppress.

  "Do you believe me? How dare you, Ho Tong-chun, are you a split personality? Playing two roles as one person, one set in front of people and another behind their backs. Aren't you tired from acting out this play? Honestly, if you're not tired, I feel exhausted just watching."

  She pulled out the golden wedding invitation from the package and slapped it onto his face with a cold sneer!

  "Do you believe me? Are you still going to marry her?! You secretly took wedding photos with her behind my back, and are making grand preparations for the wedding, treating me like a fool. Is this how you show your trust in me?"

  Seeing Mo Wei Yu take out the invitation, Huo Ting Chen's eyes flickered slightly, his expression tightening.

  But instead of explaining anything, he just asked a question in a low voice.

  "Has Xia Siqi looked for you?"

  "Yes, that's right, she came to me! Just now. Did you know she would come to me? This wedding invitation was handed to me by her personally. You should have seen how smug she looked just now."

  Mo Wei's eyebrows were slightly raised, but she didn't show much annoyance. Her calm and cold eyes always carried a hint of sarcasm.

  Don't know if it's mocking others or teasing oneself.

  Huò Tīng Chēn lowered his eyelids, still not intending to explain, and simply picked up the invitation that had fallen on the ground with one hand, pulled Mò Wēi Yǔ's hand with the other, and handed it back to her.

  "Since you've received the invitation, come attend the wedding."

  As soon as the words fell, Mo Wei Yu suddenly raised her eyes, with an incredulous expression on her face, not daring to believe that he would say such a thing!

  She always thought that after being confronted by her, he would at least clarify two sentences.

  But now, he doesn't even bother to cover it up.

  In a moment of shock, Mo Wei Yu suddenly didn't speak up, and then heard Huo Ting Chen continue.

  "Anyway, this invitation card, even if she doesn't give it to you, I will."

  "I'm not going," Mo Wei Yu sneered coldly. "Why should I go? You're taking revenge on me in such a way, isn't that too childish?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, his tone full of temptation.

  "Don't you want to see her fall from the height of her glory, shatter into pieces and suffer unbearable pain?"

  Mo Wei Yu continued to sneer coldly, unmoved.

  "I'm afraid that in the end, the one who will be shattered into pieces and left in unbearable pain won't be her, but me!"

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