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Chapter 880

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Song Yunxuan went to bed much earlier than usual because she was in her third month.

Chu Mochen was by her side, accompanying her.

Song Yunxuan often woke up in the middle of the night.

This night was no exception.

However, this time when she just woke up and wanted to sit up in bed, Chu Mochen got up and held her, "Can't sleep again?"

Song Yunxuan nodded.

Chu Mochen helped her up and put a soft pillow behind her waist.

Then he asked her, "It's not good for the baby if you can't sleep well at night. I'll accompany you to see a doctor tomorrow."

"There's no need. I know what I'm doing."

Song Yunxuan didn't want to go to the hospital again.

But Chu Mochen said, "I'm worried about you."

"I'm fine."

Song Yunxuan smiled.

Seeing her like this, Chu Mochen had to stop talking about it.

But it was April. When the spring wind blew.

The sound of thunder and rain could be heard outside.

This time when she woke up in the middle of the night, there was thunder outside the window.

Song Yunxuan took a look outside.

Chu Mochen asked her, "Do you want to open the curtains?"

"Yes."

Song Yunxuan answered.

Then Chu Mochen went to open the curtains.

Song Yunxuan's eyes looked into the dark night outside the window.

Lightning flashed in the dark clouds in the sky.

Song Yunxuan lay back.

Chu Mochen pulled her into his arms and held her gently.

"I think it's over."

"It's over, Yunxuan."

Chu Mochen kissed Song Yunxuan's forehead gently, feeling relaxed.

Song Yunxuan smiled, "Almost."

Gu Yi was the only one left.

"Do you want to make a good arrangement for Gu Yi?"

"Yes." Song Yunxuan didn't deny it, "Gu Yi is my child after all. In any case, I want him to have a smooth life in the future. After all, he has suffered a lot during the time when my mother was away."

"I know, and I can probably understand what you're thinking. When I find him back, I'll help him grow up with you."

"Let him hold the Shao enterprise."

"Okay."

Chu Mochen held Song Yunxuan.

Feeling the warmth in Chu Mochen's arms, Song Yunxuan became a little lazy.

The thunder was still rumbling outside the window.

Song Yunxuan pursed her lips and closed her eyes slowly.

His exhausted body gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Chu Mochen held Song Yunxuan in his arms and took a shallow breath. There was an unspeakable fear in his heart.

He didn't dare to tell Song Yunxuan.

He didn't dare to tell anyone.

However, he could clearly feel that Song Yunxuan seemed to be no different from ordinary people on the surface.

But, in fact, she was like a withered flower now.

His life was rapidly shrinking and declining.

Every night, Song Yunxuan would wake up in the middle of the night and talk to him for a while.

Although it sounded like he was gossiping and thinking about the future.

However, everything and every word was carefully thought out and arranged.

Such words made him feel that Song Yunxuan was preparing for her death.

It made him feel fearful and afraid.



Su Xiaoran woke up early the next morning and went out for a morning run.

Then she went home to put on makeup, waiting for the time to meet Chu Mochen.

Today was a good opportunity that she couldn't give up.

Whether it was to shorten the distance between her and Chu Mochen or to pave the way for defeating Song Yunxuan in the future.

In short, either way was a good opportunity.

After dressing up carefully, she left the hotel.

Then she called Chu Mochen.

When Chu Mochen's phone was called, he was watching Song Yunxuan eat at the breakfast table and persuading her to eat more.

However, when the spoon of porridge was about to touch Song Yunxuan's lips, Su Xiaoran's phone rang at the wrong time.

Song Yunxuan raised her eyebrows.

Chu Mochen brought the spoon to her lips again, and then said, "Let's talk after eating."

Seeing Chu Mochen like this, Song Yunxuan opened her mouth and ate the spoon of porridge that Chu Mochen put to her mouth.

Then Chu Mochen picked up Su Xiaoran's phone.

Song Yunxuan held the spoon and ate the porridge.

Chu Mochen took a look at Song Yunxuan. He didn't want to affect her appetite, so he took the phone and went to the window to answer the phone.

Su Xiaoran's sweet and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone. She asked him, "Mochen, have you had breakfast?"

Chu Mochen wanted to answer that he had.

But when he turned to look at Song Yunxuan, he found that Song Yunxuan was looking at him, so he said, "Not yet."

"Come out and let's have breakfast. After that, we'll go to see the house."

"You already have an idea?"

"Yes. Are you going to see it with me?"

"Of course. Wait a minute. I'll pick you up at the hotel."

"OK."

After talking with her, Chu Mochen hung up the phone.

Seeing that he finished the phone and walked towards her, Song Yunxuan said, "Is Su Xiaoran going to see the house with you?"

"Yes."

Chu Mochen said.

"Go and have a look. Although she has no chance to get the property, she won't be relieved if she doesn't have a look."

Chu Mochen nodded.

After Song Yunxuan was a little full, she put down the tableware and said, "I want to go out for a walk."

"I'll go with you."

Chu Mochen said.

Hearing his words, Song Yunxuan laughed, "Why do you have to accompany me? I can do it myself. Don't you have something to do with Su Xiaoran? Go. I have someone to accompany me. "

Chu Mochen agreed. There were servants here to accompany Song Yunxuan. Nothing serious would happen, so he nodded.

"We'll know Gu Yi's whereabouts in the afternoon."

"OK." Song Yunxuan nodded. After that, she seemed to think of something and said, "By the way, have lunch with Su Xiaoran at noon."

"I want to come back at noon to have lunch with you."

"After today, you'll have plenty of time to accompany me. I'm not in a hurry."

Song Yunxuan insisted.

Chu Mochen couldn't say anything else, so he nodded.

Then he went out to see Su Xiaoran.

Seeing that Chu Mochen had gone out, Song Yunxuan withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and said to the servant beside her, "Give me the phone."

The servant immediately handed the home phone to Song Yunxuan.

Then she dialed the number. After the phone was connected, she said to the person on the other end, "Be sure to follow Su Xiaoran closely."

"OK. Don't worry, Miss Song."

The person on the other end responded.

Song Yunxuan felt a little relieved.

Su Xiaoran was very happy that day.

She met Chu Mochen in the morning. After breakfast, she went to see the property in the Champs-Elysea with Chu Mochen.

She felt a sense of happiness like a spring breeze.

She felt that it was only a matter of time before she became Chu Mochen's wife.

After all, when Chu Mochen heard that she wanted the property in the Champs-Elysea, he thought for a while and said, "If you like it, I'll take it from Song Yunxuan."

Hearing Chu Mochen's words, Su Xiaoran's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied.

After all, Chu Mochen was willing to take things from Song Yunxuan for himself.

What a great honor it was for a woman.

Of course, the woman who was robbed would be in pain.

And what she wanted was Song Yunxuan's pain.

She wanted Song Yunxuan to begin to doubt Chu Mochen.

Then she would drive a wedge between them. As long as Song Yunxuan made trouble for Chu Mochen, Chu Mochen would be more and more tired of her.

After she gave birth, he would abandon her without hesitation.

At that time, she would have achieved her goal.

At noon, Chu Mochen chose a western restaurant to have lunch with Su Xiaoran.

While gracefully cutting the steak with a knife and fork, Su Xiaoran asked Chu Mochen worriedly, "Is the Champs-Elysea also Song Yunxuan's favorite place?"

"Not really. After all, the Champs-Elysea is Gu Changge's dowry for her daughter Gu Miaomiao. I heard that this house is very fierce. You see, except for Song Yunxuan, every woman who took over this property had a bad ending."

Chu Mochen said these words carelessly.

Su Xiaoran, on the other hand, frowned slightly.

Indeed, Chu Mochen was right.

Except for Song Yunxuan, every owner of the Champs-Elysea had a bad ending.

"You want such a haunted house. Actually, I feel a little worried about you."

Su Xiaoran smiled, "That's just a rumor. The reason why Gu Changle went crazy was that she seduced her brother-in-law and murdered her sister."

"Oh?"

Chu Mochen looked up at Su Xiaoran.

He didn't expect that Su Xiaoran knew so much about this matter.

Su Xiaoran also realized that she knew too much about this matter.

Then she said, "Many people in Yuncheng said this. Isn't it true?"

Hearing her question, Chu Mochen smiled, "It's true."

Indeed, Gu Changle and Shao Tianze united and killed Gu Changge.

Otherwise, Song Yunxuan wouldn't have retaliated so badly.

"And about Song Yunjia …" Su Xiaoran frowned, "Although Song Yunjia has been dead for a while, she is not innocent. She used to be a doctor in the People's Hospital. I heard that she was also Shao Tianze's lover. When Shao Tianze and Gu Changle went to kill Gu Changge, Song Yunjia also intervened in this matter. That's why she became insane and then committed suicide."

"Anyway, these people who died were all related to Gu Changge's death."

Chu Mochen concluded.

Su Xiaoran nodded, "Yes. They were scared because they killed Gu Changge. That's why they went crazy and died. It's not a haunted house. Besides, I don't know Gu Changge, nor do I have any grudges with her. So, it should be fine for me to get this property."

"But maybe Gu Changge doesn't know what's good or bad."

Chu Mochen said, looking at Su Xiaoran, "Besides, she doesn't like it when her things are taken away by others. If someone touches it, she will be very angry."

Su Xiaoran pretended that she didn't understand and said, "But she is dead. The things in her hands will eventually fall into the hands of others."

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