Chapter 384 Sun Mei's Past
Chapter 384 Sun Mei’s Past
After saying that, Mao Xiaoling could no longer help but cover her face and burst into tears.
Mao Xiaoling has a melon-shaped face, fair skin, beautiful facial features, and her pear blossoms are rainy when she cries, which is very distressing.
Qiao Xingguo suddenly lost his temper, "Okay, I didn't say anything, don't cry, crying too much will not be good for you and your baby."
Mao Xiaoling looked at the other party with tears in her eyes, "You know my past anyway. If you can't accept it, then let's break up."
"If you don't break up, who said you're going to break up? We've registered for marriage and even have children. Don't say stupid things."
Mao Xiaoling bit her lip and looked at him, "Then aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you for marrying a mistress?"
Qiao Xingguo hesitated.
How could it be that I don’t care? No man would like a woman who has been a mistress.
But now that I have married all my parents and have been pregnant with his children, how can I say that I can divorce?
Besides, he still likes Mao Xiaoling very much.
Putting aside Mao Xiaoling's unbearable experience as a mistress, other aspects are very consistent with his aesthetics.
Young, beautiful, or graduated from a key university, you can be ashamed of your face when you speak out.
Although he is rich, he is not very beautiful and bald. He is married again and has a daughter. A beautiful and outstanding woman like Mao Xiaoling would probably not be willing to marry him if it weren't for her unbearable experience in the past.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xingguo's discomfort was gone.
"Don't worry, I will accompany you to negotiate with them tomorrow and completely resolve the relationship between you and Su Tianhai. No one in Yuncheng will know about your past."
Mao Xiaoling was so moved that she rushed into the other party's arms and cried constantly.
"Thank you, husband, I left my own son behind in order to be with you. If you don't want me, it would be meaningless for me to live."
Mao Xiaoling's confession greatly satisfied Qiao Xingguo's sense of accomplishment as a man.
A woman loves him so much that she is willing to give up her own son and wants to marry him to live with him. No man is moved.
"Wife, let it go over the past. Don't worry, I won't divorce you."
After hearing this promise, the stone in Mao Xiaoling's heart finally landed on the ground.
In fact, the past experiences she previously told are half true and half false.
It is true that her mother remarries, but it is not that her biological father doesn’t want her, but that she is unwilling to stay in that poor and financially struggling family. She wants to live a good life with her mother.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. After she followed her biological mother to the Sun family, the Sun family fell into a despair within a few years.
Later, her mother died of illness, and her stepfather married her. Because her family’s financial conditions were not good, she had not graduated from high school, so she refused to pay for her to study.
Fortunately, she looked beautiful and was the school beauty in the school. After breaking up with her stepfather's family, she fell in love with a rich second-generation classmate in the school.
With the support of the rich second generation, she successfully took the college entrance examination and also got a very good score.
The tuition and life for the first year of college were provided by the rich second-generation boyfriend whom I talked about in high school.
In her sophomore year, the rich second-generation cheated on her. She quickly started dating with a senior who had been pursuing her in college and had signed a work contract with a powerful 500 companies.
In this way, relying on the man, she successfully completed four years of college and finally went to work in Su Tianhai's company by someone's introduction.
She has been dealing with various men since she was a child. When Su Tianhai first saw her, she knew that the other party was interested in her.
Chapter completed!