Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan is very grateful to these strangers who are willing to speak for her.

An aunt said: "Girl, we all see it these days, you are a good girl."

"If you want me to say, get a divorce as soon as possible, or stay with such a vegetable..."

"Ahem," the old man bumped his wife's arm, "what are you talking about?"

"I'm not wrong. When you get married, it depends on whether a man is on your side or your mother-in-law's side. Your husband is not going to get better. He has been angry all day long and has no one to talk to. It's better to leave."

Qiao Zhinuan just smiled, thanked everyone, and walked out of the hospital.

Divorce?
Mo Yuanhang resolutely extended a helping hand to her when she was in distress, but now that he was in trouble and she was about to divorce, she, Qiao Zhinuan, was by no means such an ungrateful person.

Besides...

She doesn't plan on getting married anymore.

That's fine.

She had nowhere to go, and walked alone on the road, and unknowingly came to the old house of the Mo family.

Qiao Zhinuan looked up at the antique building and sighed inwardly.

She thought this wedding was the end of her nightmare three years ago, but she never thought that it would be a continuation.

Even Mo Yuanhang, who was originally an outsider, was implicated.

On the other side of the Mo family's old house, there is a small temple. Qiao Zhinuan went in and burned three sticks of incense, wishing Mo Yuanhang to wake up early.

Mo Xiaomo, friend Mo Xiaopen, has been very unhappy these two days.

Hey, another day without Joe.

He opened the car window to look out, and suddenly, a figure flashed by the side of the road.

The little bun climbed up from the safety seat and slammed on the car window.

Jiang Siyan, who was driving ahead, noticed Xiao Baozi's movements from the rearview mirror, raised her eyebrows, and followed Mo Xiaomo's line of sight.

It's Qiao Zhinuan.

She stopped the car on the side of the road.

Mo Xiaomo jumped off after unfastening his seat belt, and rushed towards Qiao Zhinuan.

When Jiang Siyan came down, she saw Little Devil Mo hugging Qiao Zhinuan's leg like a pug. If there was a tail behind his butt, it would probably turn into a propeller.

Qiao Zhinuan looked at the little bun who came running out of nowhere in surprise, "Mo Xiaomo, why are you here?"

Mo Xiaomo narrowed his eyes happily, and pointed to Jiang Siyan who was following not far behind.

Jiang Siyan nodded very politely, "Miss Qiao, I just picked up the young master from the kindergarten."

Mo Xiaomo hugged Qiao Zhinuan's leg without letting go, and turned her head to wink at Jiang Siyan.

Jiang Siyan looked at the little bun so spared no effort, oops, and slapped his forehead, "I forgot, there is a document in the company that I forgot to take, Miss Qiao, can you take care of the young master for me first? I will directly Pick him up at your house."

Before Qiao Zhinuan could respond, Jiang Siyan had already run away like a gust of wind, so she had no choice but to pick up the little bun and bring it home.

Xiao Baozi held Qiao Zhinuan's hand and walked bouncing around.

Downstairs, the neighbor's aunt said hello: "Little Qiao, whose child is this, he looks so juicy!"

Mo Xiaomo had a smug face.

He is Xiao Qiao's child.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't know how to explain Mo Xiaomo's identity, so she smiled and said, "A child from a relative's family."

Mo Xiaomo had a bitter face.

What the hell is a child in a relative's house?

He doesn't want to be a child of a relative's family, he belongs to Xiao Qiao's family.

Qiao Yushu was not at home, so Qiao Zhinuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned on the TV for Mo Xiaomo, and gave him the remote control panel, "Can you tune the channel?"

Mo Xiaomo nodded with a cute face.

Qiao Zhinuan touched Mo Xiaomo's little head, and went to the kitchen to cook by herself.

Mo Xiaomo lay on the sofa, picked up his phone to send a message to his father.

…………

The VIP box of the night club.

Mo Siting's phone vibrated twice, he turned his head and picked up the phone to take a look.

"I'm at Xiao Qiao's house."

"Don't come here to make trouble."

"Otherwise I will sever the father-son relationship with you. [Left humming] [Right humming]"

Mo Siting's eyes darkened, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile of interest, and he got up with his phone, "I'm going first."

Zhong Ze hurriedly waved his hand, "Hey, Lao Lu hasn't come yet, why did you leave?"

"Go and eat."

On the other side, just as Qiao Zhinuan put the food on the table, there was a knock on the door.

"coming."

She thought it was Qiao Yushu, and opened the door, "Why did you come back so early today? Didn't you mean..."

After speaking halfway, he paused.

The one standing outside was Mo Siting instead of Qiao Yushu.

Facing the man's dark and penetrating gaze, she tightened her hand on the door panel.

"Miss Qiao," Mo Siting nodded indifferently, "I'm here to pick up my son."

Qiao Zhinuan just woke up like a dream, and hastily let the door open, "Please come in."

Mo Xiaomo, who was sitting at the dining table, moved his ears, and when he saw his father walking in behind Xiao Qiao, his eyes widened like copper bells.

Mo Siting glanced at the three dishes and one soup on the table, "Just had dinner?"

As soon as Mo Xiaomo heard this, he hurriedly picked up his small bowl, drank soup and ate vegetables, and his father must not let him take it away.

Mo Siting had just sat down when the phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, it was Lu Jingduan calling.

"Didn't you say you were going to welcome me today, and you ran away before I went?"

"Come pick up Mo Xiaomo."

"Then pick up the child for dinner?"

"Don't eat, I'm hungry."

Lu Jingduan: "..."