Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

The door slammed against the wall and hit Ye Meilan on the back.

In a blink of an eye, several people rushed in from outside.

Ye Meilan rubbed her back and shouted, "What are you doing?"

After several bodyguards in black came in, they stood by the bed, followed by a figure in high heels.

It was Su Ruoyu who came back to his senses first, and called out in a low voice: "Auntie, why are you here?"

Zhang Jianmei was full of malice, which made Su Ruoyu feel bad, so she greeted Ye Meilan first, "Mom, hurry up and pour Auntie Zhang a glass of water."

Ye Meilan hurried around and stood in front of her daughter's hospital bed, her face had changed.

"So it's my in-laws, please sit down quickly, hey, Ruoyu is sick now, it's my fault that I'm here."

"Who is your in-law, don't talk shamelessly!" Zhang Jianmei pinched her waist, her face was distorted with anger, "If it wasn't for her, this bitch, would my son talk about the car accident? As for being in the hospital bed Have you been in bed for eight months?"

A big event like Su Ruoyu hitting the wall happened in the villa, Zhang Jianmei also wanted to find out what happened.

It doesn't matter after inquiring like this, I heard about the car accident and saw the surveillance video.

She is not a fool, Su Ruoyu sneaked into her son's ward by herself, and within half a minute after she came out, the doctor heard the siren, this is definitely not a coincidence!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she called the bodyguard beside her directly.

Looking at Su Ruoyu lying on the hospital bed, Zhang Jianmei felt more and more angry.

She came directly over and raised her hand to slap Su Ruoyu's face.

with a snap.

Su Ruoyu had a concussion and had stitches on her head, but now that she was convulsed so hard, her brain was buzzing.

Ye Meilan directly pushed Zhang Jianmei aside.

"Why are you beating someone! Why are you beating my daughter?"

"Your daughter murdered intentionally! She committed murder!" Zhang Jianmei and Ye Meilan wrestled together.

"You talk without proof! Which of your eyes has seen it!"

"I have a video tape!" Zhang Jianmei pulled Ye Meilan's hair fiercely, tearing, "Other things, leave it to the police! Let's see if there is something wrong with the car accident at that time! See if my son became a vegetable at that time Is there any part for her!"

"It's your own son's bad life, who is to blame! If it weren't for a mother like you, why would he not be recognized by the Mo family as an illegitimate child?"

Ye Meilan was not to be outdone, her words were like hooks, directly pulling Zhang Jianmei's most fragile nerves.

Zhang Jianmei was enraged.

She called to the bodyguard standing behind her: "You fuck me! Pull up that woman on the bed and beat me up!"

"You dare!" Ye Meilan's voice was piercing, "If you dare to do something here, you will report to the police, but I won't? The patient is lying on the bed. If you dare to do something, I will sue you all to death." !"

The bodyguards behind him didn't dare to move, leaving behind two fashionable ladies, rolling back and forth on the ground, pulling their hair and slapping their ears.

Until a security guard rushed over and pulled the two away.

Ye Meilan got two slashes on her face and spat on the ground, "If you talk nonsense now, be careful and I will sue you for defamation!"

Zhang Jianmei was so angry that a lot of hair was torn off, and the scalp was almost visible, "You, you, you..."

Su Ruoyu yelled at the right time, "Doctor, I have a headache."

The doctor hurried over, "What's going on?"

Ye Meilan said: "Just now I was slapped by this old hag!"

The doctor frowned immediately, and said directly to the two nurses behind him: "Immediately send it to the CT room for an examination. This is a hospital. Please be quiet, and those who fight and make trouble go out."

Zhang Jianmei sneered: "If you have the guts, just keep hiding! Otherwise, I will risk my life and want you, mother and daughter, to look good!"

Because of the elevator incident last time, Qiao Zhinuan was a bit shadowed about going up and down the elevator, unless he was in the Moshi Building or accompanied by Mo Siting, he dared to go up the elevator.

When she came to the hospital alone, she chose to take the safe passage.

She went to the bathroom and came out, only to hear the noise from Su Ruoyu.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

In fact, Su Ruoyu pointed all the blame at Mo Siting just now, and she decided that he would not.

Not not, but disdain.

Qiao Zhinuan opened the safe passage and walked for a while before going downstairs.

As soon as she reached the hall, an uninvited guest blocked her way.

"you……"

Qiao Zhinuan recognized this face. When she went to Mo Yuanhang's house two days ago, he was there.

"Hi, Miss Qiao, my name is Mo Shu."

Qiao Zhinuan remembered.

Mo Yuanhang has a half-brother named Mo Shu, but after Mo Yuanhang's parents divorced, Mo Shu chose to leave with his mother.

"Hello."

Qiao Zhinuan just nodded slightly and wanted to leave sideways.

Mo Shu said: "Can I invite Miss Qiao to sit in the shop next door?"

Qiao Zhinuan politely declined, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

She doesn't have any intersection with Moshu, and she doesn't want any intersection.

Mo Shu said a name towards her back: "Lin Yinran."

Qiao Zhinuan's footsteps stopped suddenly, she turned around in surprise, "What did you say?"

"I said Lin Yinran," Mo Shu said with a smile, "this name should be familiar to you."

Ten minutes later, Qiao Zhinuan followed Moshu to the coffee shop next to the hospital.

She had a stomach full of questions to ask, but Mo Shu sat down, ordered two cups of coffee and one dessert in a leisurely manner, and put a tip on the waiter's tray with a smile.

If it weren't for the impact brought by the name, Qiao Zhinuan would appreciate the gentlemanly behavior of Moshu now.

But now, all she can think about is this name.

Lin Yinran.

The name of her deceased brother.

Until the waiter put the coffee and desserts on the table and left, Qiao Zhinuan immediately asked, "Do you know Lin Yinran?"

"Yes, we have a good relationship," Mo Shu stirred the coffee cup in front of him, "I went to the same high school as him before."

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened.

same high school...

"I used to hear him mentioning your sister, so I came here. How is your brother now?"

These words were like a jack, pulling her heart and pulling it down heavily.

She took two heavy breaths, "My brother is gone."

Mo Shu seemed to be in a daze for a few seconds, "Sorry, he... I don't know."

Qiao Zhinuan's fingertips were cold, and he held the warm coffee cup in front of him with both hands, as if he could only feel the continuous temperature felt through the wall of the mug.

She drank two sips of hot coffee before she felt a little warmth again, and her mind turned.

"But, you're not...how did you recognize me?"

Mo Shu picked up the phone, "This is a photo of you and your brother, right? He often mentioned you at that time, saying that he had a beautiful and lovely younger sister who was very clingy."

With that said, Mo Shu handed over the phone.

Qiao Zhinuan saw the photos on the phone.

This is a photo of her and her brother.

It was still in front of grandma's sunflower field. My brother didn't like taking pictures, but she liked it. She dragged her brother to the camera and said, "Just take a picture!"

At that time, my brother was very reluctant, but she straightened his face with her hands, "Laugh, laugh quickly!"

At that time, my brother had a stinky face, but he didn't smile. She took a few photos, but she was not satisfied. She frowned, and sprang towards her brother, tickling his armpit.

Immediately the brother begged for mercy.

This is Lin Yinran's only weakness.

He is ticklish.

Then, he laughed until his face froze, and let her take several photos, and finally chose the one he was most satisfied with, and saved it.

Later, a fire almost destroyed all the meetings.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't expect to be able to see this picture of her brother again at this moment. Her fingers holding the phone turned white, and everything around her seemed to be nothingness.

Mo Shu looked at her quietly, but didn't speak.

After a while, Qiao Zhinuan suddenly came back to his senses, with a hoarse voice: "Sorry, I... just remembered about my brother."

She hastily handed the phone back.

"It's okay," Mo Shu said, "I'll send it to you, how much is your WeChat?"

"Is it okay?" Qiao Zhinuan didn't have any traces of her father and brother around her, only the memories in her mind.

"Of course, there are a few more, I'll send them to you together."

Qiao Zhinuan reported his mobile phone number.

A boy at the next table took a special look at this side: "It's a good way to flirt with a girl, just like that, I got my mobile phone number."

Qiao Zhinuan flipped through the photos sent from the phone, her heart was already full.

It never occurred to her at all why, after more than ten years, a stranger, even a friend of her brother's, would have so many photos of their family, as well as those of her father and grandma.

Qiao Zhinuan got the photo, answered a call from a company, thanked her in a hurry, and left.

Mo Shu sat where he was, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

She looked at the back of Qiao Zhinuan leaving, her eyes were like a vast ocean, dotted with fragments of light, as if hiding some violent inner fluctuation.

…………

Qiao Zhinuan returned to her rented apartment, packed her things briefly, and brought them out in a twenty-inch suitcase.

"Where's Xiaomo?" On the way, Qiao Zhinuan asked Lu Bei who was driving.

"The young master is picked up by Secretary Jiang."

Qiao Zhinuan hummed, "Stop by the supermarket ahead, I want to buy something."

"it is good."

In fact, there are all kinds of ingredients in Fenglin Garden, and they are all freshly purchased by the servants on time every day.

It's just that she wanted to do something different for Mo Xiaomo.

When she came back from shopping, Mo Xiaomo had already returned.

"Call me to make dinner tonight."

She bought fresh mangoes and various ingredients, and was going to make a mango mille-feuille for Xiao Baozi.

Mo Xiaomo went downstairs with the toy on the way, saw the figure busy in the kitchen, and ran over to take a look, just in time to meet Qiao Zhinuan's gaze.

Qiao Zhinuan smiled and said, "Little Baozi, Auntie made you a mango layer cake."

Mango Melaleuca is quite difficult to make. Qiao Zhinuan worked hard for two hours before bringing Melaleuca to the table, beckoning to Mo Xiaomo: "Come here, little bun."

Mo Xiaomo looked at the mango layered on the dining table.

From ten meters away, he could smell the seductive smell.

Qiao Zhinuan walked over with it, "Do you want to go upstairs to eat? Auntie will bring it up for you..."

Before the words finished, Mo Xiaomo suddenly reached out and swept the cake in Qiao Zhinuan's hand to the ground.

The plate was smashed to the ground, and the cake was all over the floor.

When Mo Siting came back, he happened to see this scene.

His eyes darkened a little.

Mo Xiaomo felt a little regretful in her heart, and kept aiming at the cake on the ground.

He was still terrified of his father.

He flinched at Mo Siting, and went upstairs on his short legs. After a while, Jiang Siyan came down and said, "The young master said he won't have dinner tonight."

Mo Siting hooked his lips.

Fake hunger strike?Well, don't expect to have anything to eat tonight.

Mo Siting directly ordered the servant: "Lock all the food in the refrigerator for me, and lock all the snacks in the cabinet."

The servant asked: "Then what should the young master do if he is hungry?"

Mo Siting sneered: "It's okay to be hungry, isn't the doctor always trying to tell him to lose weight?"

Jiang Siyan: "..." Sure enough, he is his own son.