The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Chapter 970 I'm Pregnant with Your Child

Seeing this, the officiant cleared his throat, steeled himself, and raised his voice in the eerie silence:

"Mr. Qiao Siyue, do you take Ms. Wen Xiaoman to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish her, till death do you part?"

Qiao Siyue's gaze fell on Wen Xiaoman's face, and he answered decisively, "I do."

However, Wen Xiaoman's attention was not on the ceremony at all.

She looked at the church entrance again, absentmindedly thinking that the wedding had already begun, but Jossinian... had not come after all.

Qiao Siyue warned unhappily, "Wen Xiaoman, concentrate."

Wen Xiaoman looked up and met his eyes, which held a hint of anger.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was both mocking and indifferent: "Qiao Siyue, don't forget the purpose of this wedding."

Anyway, this wedding wasn't something she wanted to do; it was Qiao Siyue who forced her to do it, so she didn't care at all.

Qiao Siyue raised an eyebrow: "The purpose is certainly to test Qiao Sinian, but at least this is our wedding in name only. My parents are watching, so please give me some face."

"face?"

Is your pride something very important to you?

Wen Xiaoman asked him, "Qiao Siyue, do you think it's necessary to continue with this kind of wedding? Don't you think it's more like a farce?"

Qiao Siyue was momentarily speechless at her words, then laughed and said, "Yes, of course it's necessary."

He leaned closer to her, "I'm... really looking forward to our married life from now on."

Wen Xiaoman felt a chill in her heart, turned her face away, and couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.

Below the stage, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao exchanged awkward glances.

When has the Chemosey family ever been so disgraced? Not a single guest attended their son's wedding!

If this gets out, it will be an absolute joke.

Mrs. Qiao even began to wonder if this wedding was just a farce. Why did everything seem so strange?

The officiant, watching the couple whispering to each other, mustered his courage and asked again:

"Miss Wen Xiaoman, do you take Mr. Qiao Siyue to be your wife, to love and to cherish, in good times and bad, in wealth and poverty, in sickness and in health, until the end of your life?"

All eyes, including Qiao Siyue's oppressive gaze, were focused on Wen Xiaoman.

Wen Xiaoman remained silent.

Qiao Siyue's eyes darkened, and he gave the officiant a subtle wink.

The officiant understood immediately, cleared his throat, and forcefully pushed the proceedings forward: "So, is there anyone here who objects to the union of this couple? If not, then read the marriage vows and make the bride and groom a legally married couple."

His gaze swept over the only two audience members in the audience, then he began the countdown:

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

Just as the word "one" was uttered, a voice came from the church entrance: "I object!"

All eyes turned to the doorway.

Wen Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up instantly, but she was disappointed because the person who came was not Qiao Sinian.

Instead, there are four little treasures.

Immediately afterwards, three more childish voices rang out in succession:

"be opposed to!"

"be opposed to!"

"I oppose this with both hands and feet!"

The four little ones stood side by side, appearing in the church all at once.

Qiao Siyue's face instantly darkened, and a flash of malice crossed his eyes.

It's those same few fearless little devils again.

He was about to order his men to throw these arrogant brats out when Da Bao stepped forward, waved his small hand, and said with mature composure, "Wait."

Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, Da Bao called out, "Come in," and Selina walked in with a timid yet determined expression.

Qiao Siyue looked at Selina: "Why are you here?"

Selina flinched under his intense gaze, but quickly mustered her courage, raised her hand to her abdomen, and said, "Joe... I... I'm pregnant with your child."

"child?"

Mr. and Mrs. Joe were the first to stand up from their chairs.

Wen Xiaoman was also somewhat surprised, not because Selina was pregnant, but because Qiao Siyue was a womanizer, which was not surprising.

She was shocked to find that the four little ones were appearing with Selina.

Could it be that all these accidents today were caused by the four little ones?

It would be too difficult to make all the invited guests "have something else to do" and be unable to attend at the same time, right?

But then I thought, these four little guys are so clever and mischievous, if they wanted to, it would be so easy for them to create some "obstacles" at this wedding.

Such as now.

Selina couldn't have gotten pregnant earlier or later, but now she's pregnant nonetheless.

Just as Qiao Siyue's face turned ashen and he was about to forcibly clear the area, Erbao took a step forward.

The little boy looked up at Mrs. Qiao, whose face was pale with embarrassment, and spoke clearly and logically: "Your son got her pregnant with his child, so he has to take responsibility, right? Even if he doesn't want to take responsibility, how can such a scumbag be worthy of marrying my Aunt Xiaoman?"

He paused, his small face serious, his tone even carrying a hint of admonition: "I think you'd better stop this wedding as soon as possible, and stop letting your rascal son continue to mistreat my Aunt Xiaoman."

Mrs. Qiao was stunned when a child questioned her like that, and her face burned with embarrassment.

She subconsciously took a few steps forward, stood in front of Selina, and her gaze fell on Selina's lower abdomen with a complicated expression: "You...you're really pregnant with Si Yue's child?"

Selina nodded timidly, covering her stomach with her hands, and whispered, "Yes, the doctor confirmed it. I just found out too..."

As she spoke, she took out her pregnancy test report and handed it to Mrs. Qiao.

The report indicates that the pregnancy is four weeks along.

Mrs. Qiao took a deep breath and turned to Qiao Siyue: "Siyue, what she said... is true? She is also your... lover?"

She wanted to say something in defense of her son, but the words caught in her throat.

Just a few days ago, photos of Qiao Siyue entering and leaving a hotel late at night with a young model were widely circulated online. His son's womanizing ways and reputation for being a philanderer are almost universally acknowledged.

At this moment, she wanted to find a way to make amends for Qiao Siyue, but she couldn't.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Siyue merely glanced coldly at Selina, his eyes devoid of any warmth, as if she and the child in her womb had nothing to do with him.

He didn't care about his mother's questions and directly ordered his men who were waiting around, "Men, throw this woman and these four brats out of here."

His eyes were sinister. "Continue the wedding!"

Qiao Siyue's cold-blooded attitude, completely disregarding Selina and her unborn child, chilled and shocked everyone present.