Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Go and sit on the opposite side first."

The two entered the coffee shop one after the other.

Instead of looking for a box, he chose a nearby booth and sat down.

Mo Yuanhang glanced across the glass door.

The bouquet of roses that was discarded in the hall had already been cleaned into the trash can by someone.

Su Ruoyu couldn't bear to look at Mo Yuanhang's disappointed expression, "Yuanhang, Qiao Zhinuan doesn't deserve you."

Mo Yuanhang hooked his lips mockingly.

After a few seconds, he asked, "What did you want to say to me in the coffee shop before?"

Su Ruoyu said: "At that time, I wanted to say that if you rush to Qiao Zhinuan and propose marriage, it is equivalent to saying that you only give Qiao Zhinuan two choices, one is to agree, and the other is to refuse. Do you think she is Will you agree, or refuse?"

Mo Yuanhang looked up at her.

Su Ruoyu went on to say: "We have been separated for more than a month and basically never had a phone call. The relationship has faded away. Yuanhang, if you propose now, you will set yourself up for a dead end. Once she is If you reject it, you will never have another chance to stand up."

Actually, Mo Yuanhang thought of this.

If Qiao Zhinuan once refused, and solemnly stated the reason in front of others, then Mo Yuanhang would become a stalker when he came to her again in the future.

Su Ruoyu was afraid that Mo Yuanhang would still not believe her, so she added: "I have known Qiao Zhinuan for several years, and I know her character well. She never likes to be procrastinated."

Mo Yuanhang drank the coffee in front of him, "I know, but if you don't try it, how will you know?"

He knows now.

But facing Mo Siting, he didn't have the slightest chance of winning.

Su Ruoyu said: "Actually, I originally wanted to tell you to take it easy. Qiao Zhinuan's temperament is that if you are strong, you will be strong and if you are weak, you will be weak. You shouldn't be so strong now, you should slowly penetrate, just like a sponge. Same, shallow penetration of clear water..."

Mo Yuanhang's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly paused.

He narrowed his eyes.

He has a way.

…………

Qiao Zhinuan was brought up to the executive level by Mo Siting.

Her hand was held in the palm of Mo Siting's, and she followed behind, receiving the baptism of people's eyes along the way.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head.

Now, everyone in the company knows.

Lu Bei waited at the elevator door, "President Mo, over there in the conference room..."

Mo Siting had already opened the door of his office, and walked in with Qiao Zhinuan, "Tell them to wait."

The door of the office was closed immediately.

Qiao Zhinuan's hand was released, and just as she was about to speak, she was pushed against the door by Mo Siting's waist.

"Well."

The man's lips dropped, sealing Qiao Zhinuan's next words.

Qiao Zhinuan's pupils shrank slightly, obviously he hadn't expected Mo Siting's sudden action at all!
Her lip was bitten.

The man rubbed her, "Not paying attention?"

Next, Mo Siting personally explained to Qiao Zhinuan the consequences of "not paying attention".

Qiao Zhinuan never hated herself for wearing a loose sweater skirt at any time, it was simply a convenience for this man.

When it was over, Qiao Zhinuan lay on Mo Siting's shoulder, not wanting to move, her cheeks were already blush.

Mo Siting took her hand, "Help me?"

Qiao Zhinuan moved her hands away as if she had been electrocuted, turned her face away, "No."

"Reciprocity, I helped you just now, huh?"

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed out, "I didn't intend to ask you to help me."

Mo Siting lowered his head directly, landed on Qiao Zhinuan's neck, pressed a kiss, and then gritted his teeth.

"Eh!"

Qiao Zhinuan struggled slightly.

"If you don't help me, I'll have to grow strawberries on you."

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

Seeing the man's hand about to lift her sweater skirt again, her temples twitched, thinking of a certain possibility, she hurriedly waved her hand, "Don't! Help, I'll help you!"

Coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Zhinuan felt his hands were about to ache.

Outside the office door, Lu Bei knocked on the door "desperately" for the third time.

"President, that...conference room..."

This time, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Lu Bei immediately lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

"Pour Miss Qiao a cup of hot water."

"Yes."

Mo Siting whispered in Qiao Zhinuan's ear, "Wait for me here, huh?"

Qiao Zhinuan said, "I'm still working now."

Mo Siting glanced at Lu Bei.

Lu Bei immediately understood, "I'll call Minister Xu immediately."

In fact, Xu Qing already knew that the disturbance was so loud.

Lu Bei delivered a cup of hot water and went out, closing the door behind him. Qiao Zhinuan was the only one left in the office.

Qiao Zhinuan sat on the sofa, holding a water glass in both hands, picked up a magazine under the coffee table and read it.

After about half an hour, Mo Siting walked in again.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qiao Zhinuan taking off his shoes, curled up on the sofa and reading a magazine lazily.

The sweater with a large neckline was a little off, exposing the collarbone and shoulder straps.

When Mo Siting walked over, Qiao Zhinuan put his feet off the sofa.

He was the first to protect Qiao Zhinuan's feet in his arms, "Why don't you go to the desk?"

Qiao Zhinuan was a little confused, "Why should I go to your desk?"

Mo Siting pinched Qiao Zhinuan's face.

This girl is still as generous as ever, if she puts it on someone else and enters his office, she will first go to see if there are any documents worth seeing.

After all, this is the office of the president of the Mohs Group.

Who wouldn't want to get a little extra shine when they come in.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't think so.

She just wanted to get her feet out of Mo Siting's arms, and then go to work by herself, even if she stayed in the office for a second longer.

Mo Siting frowned, "Why are your feet so cold?"

"I'm just cold, it's okay, my hands and feet are cold in winter."

Qiao Zhinuan wanted to pull back, but Mo Siting took off her socks the next second.

"..."

Qiao Zhinuan's feet were small and thin, suddenly exposed to the man's sight, she couldn't help shrinking her toes.

"Why are you taking off my socks?"

Mo Siting held her feet with two big palms, stroked his fingertips twice, and then directly opened his sweater, revealing his muscular abs.

"Eh……"

Qiao Zhinuan could only feel the cold soles of her feet touching the man's abdomen, it was as warm as a small stove.

"Is it warm?"

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

Mo Siting supported her ankle, lifted her up a little, and put her leg in his arms by the way.

Lu Bei knocked on the door and came in to deliver the documents for Mo Siting to sign.

At a glance, they saw the two sitting on the sofa like conjoined twins, and their footsteps stopped.

Qiao Zhinuan wanted to pull her legs back, "I'm not cold anymore."

Mo Siting didn't allow her to do this, put one hand around Qiao Zhinuan, raised his hand to Lu Bei, "Bring it."

Lu Bei hurriedly handed it over, then lowered his head and looked at his nose and heart.

Never take a second look at what you shouldn't see.

This is a classified document.

Documents that can only be seen by company executives and above.

Mo Siting just placed it on Qiao Zhinuan's lap, then flipped through the pages one by one, signed in the lower right corner, and handed it back to Lu Bei.

Qiao Zhinuan stared at Mo Siting.

"Mo Si Ting."

"how?"

Mo Siting raised his eyes.

"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Mo Siting stretched out his hand and pressed two fingers on Qiao Zhinuan's chin, "Before you were treated badly?"

"is either or……"

Mo Siting stroked Qiao Zhinuan's soft lips with two fingers, squinted his eyes, "This is your reward."

"What reward?"

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes were ignorant, obviously he didn't understand.

"I am very satisfied with your performance today."

As soon as Mo Siting said this, Qiao Zhinuan understood.

It turned out that this man was talking about her rejection of Mo Yuanhang downstairs.

Even if Mo Siting was not around, she would still reject Mo Yuanhang.

It was originally a mistake, and when necessary, it must be corrected in time.

Now that this matter was brought up, Qiao Zhinuan felt that he had to explain this matter clearly.

Otherwise, there will be a knot in each other's hearts.

She lowered her head, "Actually, I don't like Mo Yuanhang. At first, it was because I got used to being alone, and then... I was touched. I haven't felt that someone treats me well for a long time, and then I thought, when I'm old, Why don't you just get married and agree..."

"Don't like him, and use him to break my heart?"

"No, it's because..."

Qiao Zhinuan thought of her past psychology, and it was too shameful to say it, so she simply diverged.

"Why did you agree to marry him in the first place?"

"That night, at Futong Road, he blocked the knife for me. If it wasn't for him, I would have..."

Qiao Zhinuan frowned, as if she was caught in bad memories.

Mo Siting narrowed his eyes.

"At that time, he was dying, and the knife was stuck in his left chest... I also panicked, and without thinking too much, I agreed to his words..."

A gloomy light flashed in Mo Siting's eyes.

He always felt that there was something strange about it.

He touched the temperature of Qiao Zhinuan's feet, took them out, and bent down to put on her shoes and socks.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Mo Siting didn't move, he helped her put on her shoes and socks, and kissed her heartily, "Go to work, don't leave before you get off work in the afternoon, wait for me."

"it is good."

"Call Lu Bei in for me."

Lu Bei was called in, "President Mo?"

Mo Siting stood in front of the French window with his hands behind his back.

Outside were all kinds of towering buildings, but none of them could match the place where Mo Siting was standing at this time. It was at the commanding heights and looked down on everything.

"Two things."