CHAPTER 566: CHAPTER 559: ANOTHER ONE GETTING MARRIED

Seeing Mo Hui’s condition, it’s definitely impossible for the child to be He Chunfeng’s, plus He Chunfeng is a genuine gay man, he wouldn’t have any relations with Mo Hui.

After sending He Chunfeng back home, Sisi mentioned this matter to Tian Xinhua, who slightly knitted her brows. It really is chaotic here in Hong Kong—girls getting pregnant before marriage, and looking at the relationships between men and women here, it’s quite a mess. No wonder why father said that though material life is abundant in capitalist society, the spiritual life is in disorder.

"Mo Hui is already an adult, she should take responsibility for her own actions. No matter whose child it is, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to keep it a secret for her," Tian Xinhua said.

Sisi nodded, noticing that Tian Xinhua seemingly didn’t enjoy discussing these matters much, so she changed the subject. However, she didn’t notice that Dudu, who had just awakened on her lap, had taken the ultrasound result she had casually put into her bag and was now crumpling it joyfully.

When they got home, it was already time for dinner. Qiao Zhenbang and his wife had gone back to her parents’ house to eat, and Boss Qiao called Qiao Xingbang back. He knew his younger son was reluctant to see his elder brother and his wife recently, so he had kept them from crossing paths.

Qiao Xingbang was quite happy to see Little Dudu and picked him up right away, starting to play the game of tossing him in the air. Dudu was so happy, dancing with his hands and feet, giggling non-stop.

Suddenly, a little paper ball dropped from Dudu’s hand. Seeing his treasure fall, Dudu twisted his body, wanting to go down and pick up the paper ball, but Qiao Xingbang bent over with a smile and picked it up for him.

"Dudu, what treasure is this?"

Seeing Dudu reaching out eagerly to take it back, Qiao Xingbang deliberately teased him by holding back, while curiously unfolding the crumpled paper in his hand.

Sisi, who had been watching her son play with a smile, noticed that the paper looked familiar. Where did the little guy get this paper from?

No, wasn’t this paper the ultrasound report of Mo Hui? She had just put it into her bag without a second thought, not remembering to hand it to Mo Hui.

Sisi hurriedly got up to take the paper from Qiao Xingbang’s hand. This was someone else’s privacy; it couldn’t be leaked from her hands.

Qiao Xingbang looked at the report with a serious face: Mo Hui, female, 27 years old, four and a half weeks pregnant, suspected signs of miscarriage.

Sisi snatched the report, seeing Qiao Xingbang had already read it. She then whispered, "Hey, don’t talk to others about this; it could bring trouble to Ah Hui. Got it?"

Qiao Xingbang coughed unnaturally a few times before replying in a low voice, "Don’t worry, I’m not a blabbermouth. By the way, did Ah Hui mention who the father of the child is?"

Sisi still trusted Qiao Xingbang’s character, knowing he wasn’t the gossiping type, so she put away the report and sat down next to him to chat.

"No, Ah Hui wouldn’t say, and I also find it strange. Ah Hui isn’t the type to be reckless, and she has always liked He Chunfeng. Who do you think the child’s father could be?"

Sisi rambled on, not noticing Qiao Xingbang unconsciously playing with Dudu’s chubby feet, pulling and pushing them together like twisting dough. Dudu kept laughing foolishly, seemingly enjoying the play.

"Could it be that Ah Hui was bullied? My God, if that’s the case, then Ah Hui is too pitiful. I’m not sure which bastard is responsible, I curse him to be hit by a car when he goes out and choked to death by water when he drinks, and to have a son born without an anus."

"Cough cough cough!"

Qiao Xingbang, who was drinking water, spat out a big mouthful of water, accidentally spraying the innocent Dudu, causing him to cough incessantly.

"Hey! How old are you, can’t you drink water properly?"

Sisi looked at Qiao Xingbang with disdain, hurriedly picking up her wet son and going upstairs to bathe the little guy.

When Sisi came downstairs with Dudu smelling fresh after his bath, she found that Qiao Xingbang was not there.

"Why did Second Brother leave without eating dinner?"

Boss Qiao took Dudu, handed the little guy a chicken leg to gnaw on, and without looking up said, "Xingzai said he has urgent business to attend to and left in a mysterious hurry. I have no idea what he’s up to. Let’s not worry about him and just eat."

Sisi didn’t take it to heart and picked up her bowl to start eating, thinking this was just a minor interlude. Little did she know, it was actually a bombshell.

Recently, gossip magazines were no longer headlining stories about Brother Li and He Shishi, but instead, they switched to the sensational news about red-hot actress Mo Hui and gangster heir Qiao Xingbang.

If there’s anything the street loves gossiping about these days, it would be the affair of the "overseas dragon," Second Young Master Qiao, who is ardently pursuing the graceful lady Mo Hui.

Because the Qiao Family doesn’t fancy reading gossip magazines, they learned about this rather late, and it was Mu Xiulan who heard about it while out playing cards.

As soon as she heard the news, she immediately bought a bunch of magazines back home. The Qiao Family read through them, one by one, with each one featuring headlines about Mr. Qiao Er, such as 999 roses, braving wind and rain to wait for the lady to finish work, sending soup daily with heartfelt greetings...

It’s practically an encyclopedia for wooing girls!

"Ah, so Second Young Master was using these soups to chase after Miss Mo, that’s why he suddenly asked me to make chicken soup every day. Turns out it was for Miss Mo," Sister Hua excitedly said.

Sisi curled her lips. What was Qiao Xingbang thinking? Knowing that Ah Hui was in bad spirits, he seized the opportunity at her most vulnerable moment to raid the flames!

Boss Qiao didn’t expect that his younger son, usually quiet, would suddenly make such a splash.

But could the Mo Family’s young Miss really fancy his son?

Boss Qiao was very doubtful. He admired his son’s courage but was quite pessimistic about Qiao Xingbang’s prospects.

However, Boss Qiao never imagined that his younger son would actually be so impressive.

By mid-September, Sisi and her family of three had already packed their bags, ready to leave in a couple of days.

Out of nowhere, Qiao Xingbang ran back and told Boss Qiao he was getting married.

Boss Qiao was sipping on mung bean soup when he heard Qiao Xingbang’s words and instantly sprayed out the soup. Thankfully, no one was sitting opposite him; otherwise, they would’ve been in for a mung bean soup bath.

"Marrying who?" Boss Qiao asked.

"Miss Mo Hui, from the Mo Family. Old Dou, you and Aunt Lian should tidy up and visit Mo Hui’s grandfather and parents at the Mo Family to discuss the wedding. And, Aunt Lian, when you pick an auspicious date, pick one soon, preferably to have the wedding this month."

Qiao Xingbang was like a machine gun, firing off without caring that everyone had turned to wood.

Sisi was the most stunned. She passed the mung bean soup bowl to Dudu, letting the little one drink slowly, then patted her forehead to try and clear her mind.

Had she heard that right?

Qiao Xingbang is marrying Mo Hui, and Mo Hui has actually agreed, and the Mo Family didn’t object?

One is the lady of a scholarly, prestigious family, and the other is a gangster heir from Jianghu. How does that even work?

A sudden inspiration struck, and Sisi asked loudly, "You’re not the father of that child, are you?"

Qiao Xingbang grinned smugly, looking in every way like he deserved a beating.