Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Zhong Ze blinked, his eyes flicked between the two, and he said hastily, "Then what, I have something to do and I'll leave first, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, the soles of the feet were smeared with oil.

After the door closed, Qiao Zhinuan said, "Don't fool me, I know all about it."

Mo Siting smiled, stretched out his hand to embrace Qiao Zhinuan, and let her sit on his lap, "Then tell me, what do I know?"

"During working hours, don't touch your hands."

With a turn of Qiao Zhinuan's body, it was like a slippery whitebait wrestling out from his side.

Mo Siting took off the frame on the bridge of his nose, "Then are you going?"

Qiao Zhinuan stared at the words on the notice.

Mo Siting said: "This is an opportunity, so don't underestimate yourself. Your current ability is just a few blocks behind those students."

At the end, I added one more sentence.

"If you can't make it through, then it is estimated that this quota will fall into the hands of other students."

"Who says I won't go?"

Qiao Zhinuan angrily picked up the notice from the table, turned around and walked out on high heels, "I'll go."

No matter how the opportunity comes, you must seize the opportunity.

The opportunity that others give up is what she has always dreamed of.

She has longed for it since four years ago, when she stood on the roof of the teaching building under the agitation of the dark sky.

She will jump at the chance.

…………

the next day.

Qiao Zhinuan took Xu Qing's leave of absence and had to be late for the company.

Standing in front of the closet, she also had a difficult time.

Which clothes should I wear?

Behind him, a hand with strong knuckles reached out, and took out a long skirt suit that reached to the calf, "Wear this, and wear this over it."

On top is a light blue long-sleeved shirt, a long woolen skirt with suspenders that reaches the calf, a beige coat, and a pair of khaki short boots on the feet.

The whole person looks both British and youthful.

Mo Siting first drove Mo Xiaomo to kindergarten, and then sent Qiao Zhinuan to A University.

The car stopped at the gate of the university, Qiao Zhinuan clutched the seat belt with his fingers, and his palms were a little sweaty.

"Would you like me to accompany you in?"

"Need not."

Qiao Zhinuan unbuttoned her seat belt, "I'll go by myself."

This is Qiao Zhinuan's first time entering university.

In the past, she has stopped at the gate of the university many times. Although she knows that the school does not have a key card and anyone can enter, she has never been there.

Even if they met Yu Meimei these years, they would always meet outside the school gate.

Yu Meimei wanted to drag Qiao Zhinuan into her class several times, but she shook her head and refused.

She always felt that going in like this was like stealing it, not her own.

This time, it was the first time she entered the campus.

This strange feeling...

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly despised herself a little bit inwardly, as if she was a grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, she found everything novel to see.

She found a design institute.

The building of the Design Institute is beautifully designed. The circular building is divided into two parts, connected by a long corridor in the middle. From the ground up, there are a total of 81 steps. When you go up to a platform, you can directly enter the passageway on both sides. to the inside.

It was the dean who received her.

Because she was admitted with courage, she needs to be graded according to her current level.

The dean asked a professor to ask Qiao Zhinuan a temporary question, and gave her half an hour to answer the question.

Qiao Zhinuan handed in the test paper, and the professor nodded repeatedly.

"Just jump right into my class."

The dean smiled, "This is your mentor, surnamed Shi."

"Hi, Professor Shi."

Professor Shi had a kind face, a round face, and some middle-aged men's common fat. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and wrote her a note, "Go to the third building in front to pick up the book."

Only after Qiao Zhinuan received her professional book did she realize that that Professor Shi is now teaching the second half of her junior year.

After receiving the book, I went to apply for a student registration number, and the instructor of the design institute arranged a dormitory for girls.

The female dormitory is a room for four people.

The instructor said: "Because the Design Institute is almost full, I can only arrange a mixed room for you."

"It's ok."

Qiao Zhinuan came to the dormitory with the dormitory if.

open the door.

There are four clean beds inside, the upper bed and the lower table, and the window is facing the garden, with a pleasant view.

Sitting on the bed, she suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that her dream had finally come true.

She suddenly thought of a word.

Dreams must be there, in case one day they can come true.

Mo Siting seemed to have been prepared, and asked Jiang Siyan to bring her the suitcase.

"President Mo prepared these. Sheets and quilts, some toiletries, ahem, but there is one more sentence..." Jiang Siyan glanced around, "President Mo said that it is time to go home and sleep, or to go home and sleep."

Qiao Zhinuan smiled.

She was busy up and down on her bed when suddenly there was a sound from outside the door.

"Hey, why is the door open?"

"Is Wang Ziqi back?"

"Impossible! She hasn't come back for a month, don't bring her boyfriend here."

Song Manman pushed open the door.

He Qianhe followed behind.

Song Manman looked up, "Who are you? Is this bed arranged?"

He Qianhe also shook his head.

Qiao Zhinuan got off the bed in a hurry, and stretched out her hand, "Hi, I'm Qiao Zhinuan from the Design Institute. I just arranged to come in today."

Song Manman frowned.

Qiao Zhinuan?Why does this name sound so familiar?

He Qianhe first smiled and said, "Hi, I'm He Qianhe from the Department of Journalism. This is Song Manman from the Department of Acting. Both of us are from the School of Communication, and the one on the bed is from the Academy of Fine Arts. Wang Ziqi."

Qiao Zhinuan thought this one was quite kind, with a round face and a few light freckles on both sides of the nose.

Song Manman, on the other hand, dismissed it, and went directly to the balcony to chat with her boyfriend on the phone.

He Qianhe helped Qiao Zhinuan make the bed, "Will you live here?"

"what?"

"You don't know, both Manman and Wang Ziqi don't come back often, and they don't see anyone. This dormitory is super deserted, and I'm often alone. It would be great if you came!"

It was the first time they met, and she couldn't bear to refuse, Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

While she was packing her things, Mo Siting called twice.

Qiao Zhinuan hung up.

The third time, it was directly a message.

[If you don't come out, I'll go directly to the women's dormitory. 】

Qiao Zhinuan climbed down from the upper bunk, "Qianhe, I'm leaving first."

"Well," He Qianhe sent Qiao Zhinuan to the door, "Then when are you coming back?"

"Tomorrow."

He Qianhe turned around and returned to the room, feeling very happy.

Song Manman sat on the chair, "Why are you so earnest to her?"

"Ah?" He Qianhe said, "I think Qiao Zhinuan is very easy to get along with, and it feels very comfortable talking to her."

Song Manman dismissed it, "It's all a disguise."

For some reason, when Song Manman heard the name Qiao Zhinuan, she felt as if a thorn had been stuck in her heart, and she felt indifferent or even disgusted with her.

After a while, Song Manman answered the phone and changed into another set of clothes.

"My sister came to pick me up for dinner."

He Qianhe stood at the door, looking at Song Manman enviously, envious of having a sister.

Song Lingxue was already waiting downstairs.

A Maserati drove in directly and parked downstairs of the women's dormitory.

The people upstairs are already familiar with it. No one knows that there is a star sister who lives upstairs who studies acting.

Every time they come here with such great fanfare, every time there are just a bunch of people asking for autographs, and the blockage can't get through.

Song Manman got into the car, and Song Lingxue asked the driver to drive.

"Sister, don't come here to pick me up next time, just go directly at the school gate."

"Isn't this giving you momentum?"

I chose to eat in a high-end restaurant in this city, and I chose Song Manman's favorite dishes.

Song Lingxue put down the knife and fork after taking two bites.

"Sister, are you in a bad mood?" Song Manman chewed the steak in his mouth.

Song Lingxue rubbed between her eyebrows, "Yes."

"It's that disobedient little bitch who made you angry again."

"It's not Qiao Zhinuan."

Qiao Zhinuan seems to have secured the top position next to Mo Siting now. Qiao Yushu was originally called to mess with Qiao Zhinuan, but Qiao Yushu himself seized the opportunity to sleep in the top position, and Qiao Zhinuan became more and more attached to Mo Siting. Like glue.

With a clatter, the knife in Song Manman's hand fell onto the dinner plate.

Qiao Zhinuan...

No wonder, she felt that the new roommate's name was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

It turned out that my sister mentioned it when she complained to herself!

Qiao Zhinuan, a green tea whore, stole her sister's fiancé, and even pretended to be a pure white lotus!
"what happened?"

Song Lingxue felt that Song Manman's expression was not normal, and helped her pick up the knife and fork that fell from the plate.

Song Manman shook her head, "Nothing."

Song Lingxue's face darkened slightly, "Manman, you just don't know how to lie, you must have something on your mind." She paused, as if she had seen through Song Manman with a pair of eyes, "Did you meet Qiao? Zhinuan?"

Song Manman's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface she shook her head.

"No."

Seeing what Song Manman said, Song Lingxue stopped pressing her.

"Hold on, eat quickly."

"Ah."

Song Manman already had an idea in her heart.

"I'll go out and make a phone call."

Song Lingxue took out her mobile phone and dialed Qiao Yushu's number.

It was still a business-like female voice: "The number you dialed is not in the service area right now."

Song Lingxue hit it again without giving up.

still the same.

Since last week, no matter how she called, she always got this sentence.

Where did this Qiao Yushu go? !
Not in service area!Could it be possible to fly to the moon?

…………

Qiao Yushu wasn't in the service area, and didn't go to the uneven lunar surface, but it was about the same.

Guan Feng took her, the plane transferred to the train, the train transferred to the bus, the bus transferred to the ox cart...

After a week of tossing and turning, I finally arrived at the place.