Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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Tang Xinyu grabbed the napkin in Mo Yifan's hand and wiped it a few times on his mouth: "What certificate? What relationship do we have with others? Are you unclear?"

Mo Yifan, who had deep eyes, looked at Tang Xinyu with a wrong eye, and his voice was low for a while: "What do you say we are related to?"

Tang Xinyu froze: "Mo Yifan, don't you lose your memory? Do you remember that we signed the contract? It's clearly written in black and white. If you forget, go back and take your copy and take a closer look."

Mo Yifan focused his eyes on Tang Xinyu's face and asked stubbornly, "I want to hear from you, what is our relationship?"

Tang Xinyu's expression turned calm: "The relationship of contract marriage."

Mo Yifan: "So?"

Tang Xinyu: "So, since it is a contract marriage relationship, sooner or later, there will be a day to cancel the contract? Why do you have to do more and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to obtain a paper certificate? If you want to cancel, we have to get one How troublesome is the divorce certificate. "

This statement obviously could not be Mo Yifan's mind, the mood on Mo Yifan's face did not change, but the look in his eyes was a bit dim.

Mo Yifan ’s fingers were lightly clasped on the table: "There are still people in Mo family who do n’t give up. Only take this certificate back and throw it on their faces, they can stop. I remember there is a note on the contract. You are responsible for cooperating I block the careful thoughts of the Mo family. "

Tang Xinyu was a little confused.

Indeed, receiving a marriage certificate is not within the scope of her original plan, but loyal to the spirit of the contract, if you consider the contract rights of Mo Yifan, a certificate is not a big deal.

Mo Yifan carefully observed Tang Xinyu ’s micro-expression, and found that her face was loose, and she continued to work harder: “Now the online scandal about our love triangle has not completely disappeared, and the news that we have obtained the certificate is announced. For me, for you, for Wen Ping. Ting, there is no harm to Tongfeng Technology. "

Speaking of official matters, Tang Xinyu's thinking quickly worked and put aside any interference from personal emotions.

Suddenly Tang Xinyu thought of something, and said a little sorry: "My mother seems ... not quite agreeing yet ... um ... the marriage between us. You can get a certificate, but you have to wait ..."

"No need to wait." Mo Yifan slowly rubbed his fingertips and looked at Tang Xinyu's eyes with a meaningful meaning, "Your mother has agreed to our marriage."

"What ?!" Tang Xinyu cried in surprise.

"This morning, I went to the Lin family and had a great conversation with your mother. The matter that we received the certificate this afternoon has also been approved by her."

To the doubtful eyes of Tang Xinyu, Mo Yifan's fingertips tapped on his mobile phone: "If you don't believe, you can call her and ask."

The news was so sudden. In the previous family meeting, Lin Tong was obviously the strongest objection. Why did Lin Tong suddenly agree?

Mo Yifan talked with Lin Tong alone this morning. What did he talk about?

Tang Xinyu picked up his cell phone and called Lin Tong.

Two minutes later, Tang Xinyu put down her phone and looked at Mo Yifan incredulously: "What did you tell her? Why did she change her mind all at once?"

Mo Yifan smiled unpredictably: "This is the secret between me and President Lin."

Tang Xinyu intuitively told himself that Mo Yifan was deliberately teasing himself, gently “beeping”, and decided to ask Lin Tong again when he decided to go home.

Mo Yifan saw Tang Xinyu's thoughts at a glance, without any indication, because he knew that Lin Tong would abide by the agreement and would not disclose any information to Tang Xinyu. "

Tang Xinyu kindly reminded: "Then I have to go back and get my account book."

Mo Yifan took a book out of the inner pocket of his suit, placed it on the table, and patted it gently: "No, President Lin has already given it to me this morning."

Tang Xinyu suddenly had a feeling of being sold, crying and laughing. Really curious, what means Mo Yifan persuaded Lin Tong.

When Lin Wensen sent the two of them to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was almost three o'clock, just in time to catch up with the couple in line at the door.

Tang Xinyu pushed Mo Yifan in a calm place and was at the end of the line. Even if it is low-key, it has attracted the attention of many people.

Someone kept looking back at the two of them, and then hurriedly took their gaze back, whispering with the partner next to them. At the scene, someone secretly took pictures with a mobile phone.

Tang Xinyu ignored it, since in order to give the online love triangle love entanglement, give a powerful counterattack. Tang Xinyu did not intend to cover up, let them shoot.

Passersby's breaking news is far more real than sending out people.

Waiting in line quietly, it was finally Tang Xinyu's turn to deal with them. Tang Xinyu pushed Mo Yifan and sat in front of a red cloth wall.

The photographer looked at the camera lens and quipped: "The two newcomers, please come closer, don't be shy, it's like a couple ..."

Tang Xinyu sat closer, showing a standard smile.

At the moment the cameraman pressed the shutter, Mo Yifan suddenly stretched out his long arms, grabbed Tang Xinyu's shoulders, and pulled her closer to herself. The two heads were close together, very close.

When Tang Xinyu saw the photos, he was surprised. The two in the photo smiled so similarly, just like a sweet newlyweds.

When I sat down and filled out the form, the little girl who applied for a marriage certificate suppressed the excitement on her face. After printing the marriage certificate officially, she summoned the courage and said: "Congratulations! I am a fan of a dedicated couple After seeing the CP on my station, I finally locked it into reality and am happy! Can I share this news with other fans? "

Mo Yifan slightly bowed his head, rarely showing a faint smile to a stranger: "Yes."

"Congratulations, I wish you a happy wedding and a good marriage for a hundred years!" The little girl was obviously happy and broken, her eyes narrowed into a line with joy.

Lin Wensen saw that the two had finished the marriage certificate and came forward with a large box of wedding candy: "This is the wedding candy of Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo. Please give it a try and share the joy."

Tang Xinyu, who pushed Mo Yifan around and left, heard the little girl whispering from behind him, "Ah, my god! I'm going to take this wedding candy and send it to the group, envious of jealousy!"

Tang Xinyu seemed to be suddenly affected by the atmosphere in the Civil Affairs Bureau, and he gently smiled and looked at Mo Yifan. The look in the eyes seemed to be saying, you are ready for this, it's been a long time.

Mo Yifan shrugged to show his innocence.

Tang Xinyu didn't believe his expression, and whispered in a low voice: "My own candy, I haven't tasted it yet."

Mo Yifan drew two out of his suit pocket: "This is ours. One for you and one for me."

Tang Xinyu just casually said that Mo Yifan was really prepared. The two separated a wedding candy, as if drinking a glass of wine.

Tang Xinyu opened the beautiful candy paper and stuffed the candy in his mouth. Candy rolled his tongue a few times, and Tang Xinyu frowned slightly. .

Tang Xinyu's tongue with candy was a little vague: "Well ... how can this sugar be so sweet, it's so gruesome."

Mo Yifan narrowed his eyes and savored the feeling that the candy slowly melted at the tip of his tongue: "Of course our wedding candy should be sweet enough."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

When he came out to receive a certificate, he discovered Mo Yifan's hobby of eating sweets.

Tang Xinyu was sitting in the car, looking at his hands repeatedly, the marriage certificate just freshly released, and his fingertips seemed to feel that the temperature of the ink just printed on the certificate.

The sight falls on the photo of the marriage certificate, the bright red background, the two heads are close together, smiling happily, even the curvature of the lip angle is so consistent.

Mo Yifan looked at him sideways, with a slightly imperceptible smile mixed in the magnetic voice: "Just like that? Don't put it down, not blinking your eyes."

Tang Xinyu closed the marriage certificate with a snap, without looking at it again, and stuffed it into the bag: "You think too much, I just appreciate my beauty."

Tang Xinyu concealed his mood swings and looked out the car window: "Hey, this is not the way back to the apartment, where are we going now?"

Tang Xinyu paused, turned his head hurriedly, and looked at Mo Yifan with his eyes wide open, and an unbelievable guess rose in his heart: "You ... you won't ... no ... "

Mo Yifan was obviously aware of what Tang Xinyu thought about in his heart, deliberately pretending not to know, and teasing her: "Will nothing?"

Tang Xinyu uttered a few words very hard: "Will you not **** me to the wedding scene now?"

"So you want me to do this." Mo Yifan leaned over and moved closer. The magnetic and mellow voice slammed into Tang Xinyu's ear. The warm air swept through Tang Xinyu's ears, blowing a few hairs that fell on the temples.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Mo to be so anxious. It was my fault. I should have prepared everything. Kobayashi, after going back, I will screen a few high-quality wedding planning companies for me. I want to ..."

"I'm not! I don't!" Mo Yifan's words were shocked on his face, and Tang Xin covered Mo Yifan's mouth with anxiety. "Xiao Lin, don't listen to him talking. Just drive."

"Mrs. Mo, don't be shy ..."

"You still say!"

Tang Xinyu glared at Mo Yifan with a warning. That look seemed to say: Please, Mo Yifan, don't make so many things come out. Now the higher profile, when the later marriage is dissolved, don't you beat yourself in the face?

Mo Yifan calmed down, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Where are we going?" Tang Xinyu pulled back the topic.

Mo Yifan: "Our home."

Tang Xinyu: "!!!!!! ??"

Lin Wensen drove to Mincheng ’s most upscale villa area, the capital of Yulong, and parked in an exquisite single-family villa.

Tang Xinyu got off the bus and sighed at Mo Yifan's life of drunken gold fans: "I thought you all lived in an old house. I didn't expect you to have prepared such a beautiful house outside.

Mo Yifan's lips were slightly hooked: "Yes, Mrs. Mo lives in the Golden House."

Mo Yifan touched the wheelchair and led the way in front: "This small yard in front of the villa can be reserved for the black heart. Then you can see what kind of flowers you like to plant and find someone to plant. The whole garden is enough for it."

Tang Xinyi saw a small luxury dog ​​kennel in the corner of the small courtyard. A small house number was hung on the door of the dog kennel with the words "Hei Xin Gan" engraved on it. . Looking at the back of Mo Yifan leading the way, Tang Xinyu felt like something in her heart, quietly opened a gap.

Mo Yifan entered the fingerprint of Tang Xinyu on the door of the villa, and opened the door: "When I was at home, I didn't like to be disturbed by outsiders. If there are other needs, you can deal with them directly, and I will obey. "

At this moment, there was a noise in the kitchen, and Mo Yifan and Tang Xinyu glanced at each other. Someone came out in the kitchen. This person Tang Xinyu had seen at the Mo family. He was the one who followed Mo.

"Uncle Li." Mo Yifan screamed politely.

"Master Mo is back. Mrs. Mo, good afternoon!" Uncle Li politely and politely, seeing the puzzled eyes of the two, explained voluntarily: "Master Mo is worried that your two young couples just got married and there are many things to do in the new home Send me over to help you for a while. When everything in the new home is on track, I will go back. "

When Tang Xinyu's eyelids jumped, he suddenly felt that Master Mo's desire for control was too strong, and he even had to intervene in the marriage of his young son.

Tang Xinyu nodded slightly towards Uncle Li, as if he had met before, and pushed Mo Yifan to the stairway, and suddenly made a difficult situation.

Mo Yifan: "Turn left in front, there is a family elevator."

Tang Xinyu slightly relieved. Fortunately, Mo Yifan thought about it himself in advance, or he would rely on Tang Xinyu's thin arms and legs, there is really no way to move Mo Yifan upstairs.

Coming to the second floor, Mo Yifan pointed to the two bedrooms next to each other, entered the master bedroom with Tang Xinyu, closed the door, and said with a little apology: "I used to think that there were only two of us at home, we There is a separate room with a separate space, and outsiders will not know. But I did not expect that Mr. Mo suddenly came here ... "

Mo Yifan reluctantly spread his hand at Tang Xinyu.

Don't blame Mo Yifan on this matter, Tang Xinyu knew it clearly. I do n’t know if this is what Mr. Mo meant, or who broke his mouth in front of Mr. Mo?

Tang Xinyu suddenly sympathized with Mo Yifan's situation in the Mo family. Even if his legs could not stand, he still had to be guarded against and suppressed.

He and Mo Yifan are in the same situation, they are comrades in the same trench. When Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan again, a revolutionary friendship emerged in his eyes.

Tang Xinyu patted Mo Yifan's shoulder and appeased him: "It doesn't matter, one room is one room. You can't snore when you sleep?"

Mo Yifan did not think that it was so easy to persuade Tang Xinyu, he thought it would take more tongue.

He seems to find that whenever he reveals some of his difficult situation in the Mohist school in front of Tang Xinyu, Tang Xinyu will immediately become extremely soft-hearted and unconditionally cooperate with himself.

Under the drooping eyelids, there is a joy of scheming.

On this evening, under two simple Weibo posts, the heat began to explode.

Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan's Weibo, each issued a photo of the marriage certificate, without any text, but stimulated the "one heart" Xipi Fan frantically arranged neatly under the two Weibo brushed line by line "Wedding, a hundred years of good marriage" comment.

"Haha, finally the official announcement. This marriage certificate is still printed by my own hand, excited."

"Don't leave in front of you, you really hold back."

"Woo, I think the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau has received" one heart "wedding candy, and I want it too !!!"

"Official faces, those who say love triangles, do you have a pain in your face now?"

"In this saying, love triangle is love triangle, and it is not contradictory that they are married when they are married."

"A little brain knows that love triangle is nonsense. If Tang Xinyu and Wen Pingting are rivals, how could Wen Pingting be the corporate image spokesperson of Tongfeng Technology?"

...

Under these two joyful Weibo posts, when a dissonant voice appeared, Wen Pingting posted the first private Weibo post after returning home.

"Congratulations to Brother Yifan and sister-in-law! Hurry to send me wedding candy! @ 墨 一帆 @ 唐 心语"

"It's so cute after smelling the film. I wonder if it will go to their wedding after smelling the film? Is it a bridesmaid?"

"Lang Jing came out to line up and apologize! The" One Heart "couple is locked up and no one is allowed to step in.

"Okay, okay, now everyone knows that the love triangle is a false one. Don't reply to those unpleasant comments, and put the blessed comments on top."

...

After Tang Xinyu posted his Weibo, he didn't read crazy private messages and Aite.

Quitting Weibo, she is faced with successive phone bombings.

"Xinyu Baby, you just gave the certificate so quietly? You are going to be **** with the surname Mo ?!" Yun Xiuyao's wailing voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Smelly girl, why don't you tell your family about such a big thing?" This is Mr. Lin's blame.

There were also two cousins, two uncles who took turns bombing on WeChat. They didn't make a call because they couldn't make a call at all. The phone was occupied by Lin Lin's chatter.

After Tang Xinyu had dealt with so many people, he suddenly realized that Lin Tong had no voice till now.

Even Tang Ruifeng was quiet, and did not seize the opportunity to play his majesty as a father.

Tang Xinyu was suspicious and called Lin Tong, and the phone was pressed.

Reject the call?

Has Lin Tong been angry?

No, Lin Tong knows what they need to obtain a certificate.

Lin Tong sent a WeChat message: "Heart, please forgive my mother! Today I am busy with a company's big project. Several leaders who are coming to the Imperial Capital are entertaining. In return, my mother will make up a grand wedding for you."

Tang Xinyu was about to return to WeChat, and Lin Tong's WeChat popped up on the screen.

"You and Mo Yifan are already a husband and wife. Starting today, you and Mo Yifan live in the capital of Yulong, and you can just go back to your family and have a look at your leisure."

Tang Xinyu stared at the message on the screen, and the doubts in his mind grew heavier, which was really wrong.

Tang Xinyu asked Mo Yifan: "When you went to Lin's to see my mother today, did she have anything unusual?"

Mo Yifan shook his head: "Everything is normal."

Mo Yifan thought for a while and said, "When I'm going fast, I seem to hear that my mother's secretary has told her what kind of projects and emperors are coming. They should be very important guests."

Lin Tong ’s workaholic spirit has been taught by Tang Xinyu, and it has happened once or twice before. However, Tang Xinyu was slightly lost in his heart.

"If you can't rest assured, you can go to see Lin's mother tomorrow."

Tang Xin tone turned his head and stared at Mo Yifan: "What mother, do you also call your mother?"

Mo Yifan pulled out the marriage certificate in the inner pocket of his suit and opened it in front of Tang Xinyu's eyes: "Mrs. Mo, you seem to have forgotten your identity again. President Lin is now my mother-in-law.

Tang Xinyu confidant, can only follow him.

Tang Xinyu went to the guest bedroom to take a shower, and gave the master bedroom's bathroom to Mo Yifan, who had limited mobility. Before leaving the house, Tang Xinyu unsteadily turned his head to confirm Mo Yifan again: "Can you really be alone? Do you want me ..."

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu with expectation: "Does Mrs. Mo help Mr. Mo wash?"

There was a hot face floating on Tang Xinyu's face, and he knew that his cheeks were flushed without looking: "I'm talking about whether or not I asked Uncle Li to come up to help you? Since you don't want it, forget it."

The shy and angry Tang Xinyu threw himself at the door, feeling that Mo Yifan had changed into a man since he got the marriage certificate, and began to free himself without the burden of hegemony.

When Ming Ming met for the first time, Mo Yifan was still an image of "modest gentleman, gentle like jade".

Tang Xinyu lying in the bathtub playing with foam, recalling the scene of meeting Mo Yifan for the first time. I couldn't imagine Tang Xinyu being killed at that time. One day, she and Mo Yifan would marry and live together in the same room.

After Tang Xinyu finished bathing, when he was out of the bedroom, he saw Uncle Li serving two glasses of milk.

Uncle Li looked at the guest bedroom door behind Tang Xinyu, and there seemed to be something flashing in his eyes.

Tang Xinyu smiled, without explanation: "Thank you Uncle Li, give me milk, I will take it back."

Tang Xinyu carrying milk into the master bedroom, the moment she closed the door, she could still feel Li Shuqi's relentless gaze still looking here.

Tang Xinyu leaned his back against the door and gave a long sigh of relief.

"Hey--"

"what happened?"

Tang Xinyu looked up and saw that Mo Yifan had changed his pajamas, sat on the bedside, and the wheelchair was parked beside the bed.

It must have been Mo Yifan's unwillingness to let Tang Xinyu see the embarrassment of his difficult movement, so he went to bed early.

It seems that he will take a longer bathing time later, giving Mo Yifan enough time to organize himself so as not to hit him and hurt his self-esteem.

Tang Xinyu handed a glass of milk to Mo Yifan, and drank up to drink. When she put the empty glass on the table, Tang Xinyu really realized that she was going to bed with a man tonight.

Tang Xinyu stood a little hesitantly beside the bed, looking at the quilt on the bed.

Seeing the hesitation on Tang Xinyu's face, Mo Yifan lifted the quilt and supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and moved to the wheelchair: "Sorry, it's because I didn't think about it. Let me sleep on the chaise longue."

A strong guilt swept to Tang Xinyu immediately.

Tang Xinyu hurriedly stopped him: "Forget it, don't toss. Sleep."

Tang Xinyu's subconscious thought that Mo Yifan couldn't do anything to himself, so he didn't feel any threat to his body and mind. She self-explained, but she was sleeping in a bed with a heterosexual girlfriend. What are you afraid of?

Tang Xinyu took out a silk quilt from the cloakroom, and explained to Mo Yifan: "I like to roll a quilt when sleeping, and I sleep on a bed alone, saving you no quilt in the middle of the night."

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu with his hair scattered under the warm light. He wore long-sleeved trousers and pajamas, and looked down at the quilt with his hands and feet, and suddenly felt the room warm.

The night was very calm. When Tang Xinyu's even breathing sounded, Mo Yifan opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

Mo Yifan turned over and propped his head to Tang Xinyu, looking at the exquisite face of Sleeping Beauty.

Tang Xinyu's slightly curly hair is scattered on the pillow, her sleep is sweet, her milky skin is rosy, and it looks like a sweet and delicious pastry, which tempts people to want to take a bite.

Mo Yifan stretched out his fingers quietly, slowly approaching Tang Xinyu's cheek, and when he was about to touch the smooth skin, he paused and retracted obediently.

Just touch it.

Mo Yifan secretly told himself in the bottom of his heart.

He stretched his finger again to explore the lips of Tang Xinyu, and then felt the airflow exhaled under the tip of his tiny nose suddenly shrunk back.

He did not have confidence in himself and could not guarantee that he would have enough self-control after touching it.

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu who slept unconsciously and sighed softly: "You really don't think of me as a man."

Mo Yifan lifted the quilt slightly, looked at the restlessness hidden under the quilt helplessly, and got up softly and got out of bed.

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