Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Xiaomo's eyes that were shining like glass rolled around twice, and almost jumped off the chair.

Little Joe!
Xiao Qiao actually came to grandma's house!

Mo Siting beside him cleared his throat vaguely, and Mo Xiaomo immediately stopped his short legs that were jumping down.

He glanced at his father and continued to eat with his head down.

Qiao Zhinuan had recovered, and hurriedly waved his hands, "No, I've already eaten."

"Hey," said old man Mo, "you girl, you just got off work, you think I don't know you office workers, and you want to deceive me, old man, come here quickly."

Mrs. Mo also said: "Come to eat something, we are all from our own family, there is nothing to be cautious about."

If Qiao Zhinuan repeatedly declined, it would appear that he was too ignorant of flattery.

She put the bag aside, put on a pair of ladies' slippers handed over by the servant, and walked over.

Her seat was just across from Mo Siting.

Mr. Mo introduced with great enthusiasm: "This is my son, Mo Siting, and that is my grandson, Mo Xiaomo. The one next to you is the son of my elder brother's family. Mo Yan and his wife were young." Jing."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded one by one.

Mrs. Mo said: "You are from Yuanhang's generation, so they are all called Uncle."

Mo Siting frowned fiercely.

Mo Xiaomo's staring eyes instantly seemed to be copper bells.

Old Man Mo waved his hand, "It doesn't need to be so clear, they are all the same age."

Only then did Qiao Zhinuan breathe a sigh of relief. If Mrs. Mo really wanted to call her Uncle Mo Siting, she might not be able to open her mouth.

In front of outsiders, Qiao Zhinuan couldn't directly mention the shares.

She suppressed the words that came to her lips, and accompanied her to eat a couple of casual bites.

Shi Jing, who was sitting beside Mo Yan, turned her head sideways, "Master, this is...?"

Old Man Mo slapped his forehead, "Look at my brain, I just introduced you, this is the girl who saved me last year."

Old Madam Mo pursed her lips and smiled, "That's right, I've been talking about it all day."

Shi Jing's curious eyes fell on Qiao Zhinuan, she looked him up and down, raised her eyebrows but said nothing.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered his head to eat, and suddenly felt something touched his lap under the dining table.

Her heart skipped a beat, and with undetectable movements, she lifted the corner of the table and glanced down.

It was Mo Siting's leg.

Qiao Zhinuan looked up at him.

He was talking to Mr. Mo, there was no difference between his brows and eyes, and his words were fluent.

Qiao Zhinuan thought, he must have bumped into it by accident.

But, who knows, after a while, her leg was hit again.

The knee touched, and the calf was rubbed.

Qiao Zhinuan felt a numbness spreading from bottom to top on the skin of her bare calf, she resisted this feeling and pulled her leg back.

However, the owner of this foot has no intention of letting her go.

Moving straight up, it brushed past Qiao Zhinuan's knee and touched her inner thigh.

Bang.

The chopsticks in Qiao Zhinuan's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the chair was also overturned by the sudden movement of getting up.

Her face was flushed with shock, and everyone's eyes were on her.

"I, I... sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Qiao Zhinuan got up in a panic, and a servant led her to the bathroom at the back.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Mo Siting who was diagonally opposite.

The latter was still eating calmly, but it was obvious that his dignified face had loosened a little since he entered the door. Looking closely, he could still see the corners of his lips slightly raised upwards.

Qiao Zhinuan washed his face with cold water in the bathroom.

Even the cold water splashed on her face couldn't suppress her sudden heartbeat.

Why is this man so vicious!

Even at the family's dining table, he used his feet to hook his own legs!
Qiao Zhinuan rinsed her slender and slender fingers with cold water, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw a beautiful figure in the mirror.

Shi Jing came over, walked to Qiao Zhinuan and turned on cold water to wash her hands.

Qiao Zhinuan stood up with basic courtesy, nodded slightly, took out a tissue and wiped his hands before leaving.

"Put away those little thoughts of yours."

The woman's words made Qiao Zhinuan pause.

She turned around and tilted her head slightly, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean you don't understand?" Shi Jing flicked the drops of water on her hand casually, "You want to please Mr. Mo, don't you just want to enter the door of the Mo family? The shares you got are not just for the big brother of the Mo family. Is it the son of the family?"

Shi Jing stepped on eight centimeter high heels, walked over and took out a tissue to wipe her hands, "You really have some tricks, once you get the shares, those unmarried sons of the Mo family will be ready to move, but your eyesight is not good. How about it, Mo Yuanhang is actually quite far away from Mr. Mo, and he is not taken seriously, I remember that Mo Er has been pursuing you all the time, you should change your taste."

Even the polite smile on Qiao Zhinuan's face disappeared without a trace.

She didn't even want to say more about falsehoods, and a kind expression felt like a waste of energy.

"Miss Shi, according to you, I am indeed quite capable. I have the ability to control when Mr. Mo suddenly falls ill on the street, and the ability to control Mr. Mo to give me shares. Is it already in my hands?"

Shi Jing choked on Qiao Zhinuan's series of rhetorical questions.

She said yes now, that was the face of Mr. Mo.

She said no, it was a slap in the face.

She didn't expect that this woman was really eloquent.

The two left from the side of the bathroom one after the other, while Mrs. Mo stood aside, a look of disgust flashed in her well-maintained eyes.

have eaten.

Qiao Zhinuan said that he had something to say to Mr. Mo alone, and followed him to the study on the second floor.

Mo Siting glanced at Mo Yan, "Cousin, I have something to ask you."

Shi Jing had the most elegant smile on her face, "Okay, I'll play with Xiao Mo downstairs for a while, and you two brothers can take care of things on your own."

She casually took a jigsaw puzzle from under the coffee table, and teased Mo Xiaomo while looking at the two people who went upstairs.

"Come on, Xiaomo, Auntie will give you a jigsaw puzzle to play with."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

What's the matter with this teasing tone?

Shi Jing leaned over and put the jigsaw puzzle into Mo Xiaomo's hands, "Xiao Mo, tell auntie, has your father liked someone recently? Do you want to find a stepmother for you?"

Mo Xiaomo couldn't take it anymore!
He took out his small mobile phone and wrote two lines on the screen of the mobile phone.

[First, Mo Yan is my uncle, you should be my aunt, not my aunt, let alone my aunt.

Second, I have been playing jigsaw puzzles badly since I was one year old. 】

When Shi Jing looked at the two lines of words on the phone, her face turned blue and ugly.

Mo Xiaomo turned around directly, leaving Shi Jing her own ass.

Hey, why are creatures like women so difficult to deal with? They have so many thoughts.

Still Xiao Qiao is more innocent and cute.

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cloakroom.

Mo Siting opened the closet, found an uncut shirt of his own and threw it to Mo Yan.

"You stay outside like this, does my sister-in-law know?"

The strong waist can be seen from regular exercise, but on the back, there are red vertical and horizontal scratches, which are traces left by women when they are in love.

Mo Yan took off a white shirt on his body.

There was a lip print on the inside of the white shirt, but a cuff button was missing from the right cuff, and there were two ends of wool.

With a flash in his eyes, he directly threw the shirt with lip prints into Mo Siting's laundry basket, "The two of us will not interfere in each other's private life."

Mo Siting snorted, "Then why did you marry her?"

Mo Yan rolled his eyelids, "You don't know now, in fact, there are more times when you can't help yourself, especially in marriage."

Mo Siting leaned against the wall behind him, and picked up a cigarette from the window sill, "I won't know in the future."

Mo Yan fastened the buttons, stood in front of the mirror and asked, "What's the matter with you and that girl?"

"What's going on."

"Don't ask what you know." Mo Yan looked at Mo Siting from the mirror, "I saw it just now, under the table, you know her."

Mo Siting took a puff of cigarette, and the straight smoke rose up until it touched the ceiling and dispersed.

He seemed to be thinking for a long time before he nodded.

"Yes, it's quite familiar."

Mo Yan had an expression on his face that he had already thought of.

"I heard that Mo Yuanhang is going to remarry her?" Mo Yanshun raised his lips, "She has 5.00% of the Mo family's shares, and those messy people in the Mo family are all eyeing her. I don't think this Mo Yuanhang is a good person. Stubble."

The son of a junior can stand in the big family for several years, and he is the only one among so many outstanding Mo family men who has won the favor of Qiao Zhinuan.

If it wasn't for the accidental car accident at the wedding, and the fact that he has a mother with low business interests, the 5.00% of the shares would have been enough for him to use to enter the Mo Group and participate in the decision-making of the shareholders' meeting.

"Remarried?"

Mo Siting pressed the tip of his tongue against the palate, and swipe across, "Do you think I will allow it?"

Mo Yan looked at Mo Siting, with a comprehension on his face, he raised his legs and walked outside, "I knew that you are a calm person on the surface, but in fact you have a darker belly than anyone else in your heart."

After the door closed, the corners of Mo Siting's lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc.

On the surface, the clouds are calm and breezy?
How much effort he used to barely maintain this superficial harmony and calmness, even he himself didn't know.

"Ah."

Using his fingers, Mo Siting folded the cigarette butt from the middle, threw it into the pool beside him, and closed the door with a click.

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Qiao Zhinuan followed Mr. Mo into the study.

The study room is very large, and the wall-mounted bookshelves on both sides are erected high, almost reaching the ceiling, and various books are neatly arranged in row upon row.

Mo Chongfeng pulled out a grand chair and sat down, then raised his hand to ask the butler to bring a pot of tea.

"Girl, sit here."