Chapter 62 Still Want You
Gong Mo choked. Of course she didn't want her child to be an illegitimate child, otherwise why would she marry him?
She kicked him angrily.
He dodged to the side, bent over and held her hand, and said with a smile, "Don't be angry. I'll tell you about me slowly. Even if you want a divorce, wait until the child is born."
"I..." Gong Mo was startled suddenly, "Do you want a child?"
How can that work! If she divorces, she will definitely take the child away!
Sheng Nanxuan paused: "I still want you."
"..." Gong Mo's eyes widened. What did he say? What's the meaning?
"Anyway, it's absolutely impossible for you to want a divorce now, and it's...impossible in the future." Sheng Nanxuan narrowed his eyes, "We can only get to know each other slowly and accept each other, otherwise... I can only lock you up. "
"You—" Did Gong Mo feel a chill, and suddenly withdrew his hand.
Sheng Nanxuan leaned on the sofa and pressed the beeper on the wall.
After a while, the door opened, and Fang Yang and Zeng Shuai walked in one after another, followed by two stewardesses pushing a dining car.
"Boss, madam." Fang Yang and Zeng Shuai shouted.
"Sit down." Sheng Nanxuan said.
The two nodded and sat down on the other side of the aisle.
Gong Mo looked at them, and then at Sheng Nanxuan.
Sheng Nanxuan picked up the newspaper that the stewardess handed him, and glanced at her: "What's wrong?"
"Isn't Fang Yang your classmate?" she asked.
"Assistant," he said simply.
Fang Yang hurriedly apologized: "How can I be a classmate who is capable of being a boss..."
Sheng Nanxuan ignored him.
Gong Mo looked at the silent Zeng Shuai, recalling Sheng Nanxuan's jealous look on the day of registration, and deliberately asked, "Is that handsome guy next to you the driver?"
Sheng Nanxuan paused and looked at Zeng Shuai unkindly.
If looking could kill, Zeng Shuai would have been torn to pieces!
He shouted: "Madam, please spare me! I'm not handsome at all!"
"Why be so modest." Gong Mo said, "I think you are more handsome than Fang Yang~"
"How about me?" Sheng Nanxuan asked.
Gong Mo was taken aback and looked at him. He's handsome, you don't need to look closely to tell. But upon closer inspection, there was a feeling of palpitation.
Gong Mo blushed, lowered his head hastily, and took a sip of the water that the stewardess put on the table.
Seeing her reaction, Sheng Nanxuan put down the newspaper with satisfaction.
There are spring rolls on the table. A plate of spring rolls, a few side dishes.
Sheng Nanxuan asked, "Do you want to eat spring rolls?"
Gong Mo wanted to eat, but he didn't want to pay attention to him, so he turned his head away.
Sheng Nanxuan then asked: "Then what do you want to eat? The chef is on the plane. If you want to eat, just ask him to do it."
"Ah?" Gong Mo said hurriedly, "No need! I'll just eat spring rolls."
After finishing speaking, she went to get the spring roll wrappers, remembering that she had been out for a long time, she withdrew her hand: "I'm going to wash my hands."
"Bring a towel." Sheng Nanxuan said to the stewardess, and then looked at Gong Mo, "You sit down. The plane will trip up, what if you fall while walking around?"
Gong Mo had no choice but to sit down. Aware of the concern in his words, I felt a little awkward.
After a while, the stewardess came over with a hot towel, wiped her hands, and started eating spring rolls. After taking a bite, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "It's delicious!"
"Yeah." Sheng Nanxuan smiled slightly, "It's as good as it tastes, and the chef will be paid more."
Gong Mo was taken aback, and looked at him in surprise. Just because she said it was delicious, he gave the chef a raise?
She lowered her head silently, a little cranky.
He concealed his identity and married her, and tricked her into getting on the plane, was it really just for the sake of the child?