Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Miss Qiao, you can eat, don't worry about me," Mo Siting hung up the phone, and picked up a glass of boiled water in front of him, "I just drink water."

"..."

Qiao Zhinuan put down the hand that picked up the chopsticks, pursed her lips, "Mr. Mo, since you didn't eat, then...you can eat together if you don't mind?"

Mo Siting glanced at Qiao Zhinuan indifferently, stroking the teacup with his fingers.

Xiao Baozi sighed, climbed down from the chair, twisted his little buttocks, and dragged his father to the table for dinner.

Mo Siting glanced at his son.

Little Baozi: Here's a step for you, Dad, if you don't cherish me, I'll leave.

Mo Si Ting was forced to sit down at the table by Mo Xiaomo, and Qiao Zhinuan went to get a new set of bowls and chopsticks and put them in front of Mo Si Ting, so he was relieved.

Fortunately, he made more meals for Qiao Yushu.

Although the meal was silent, it didn't look awkward, as if it should be.

After dinner, Mo Siting left with the little bun in his arms.

Mo Xiaomo hurriedly typed on the mobile phone: "Little Qiao, there is my performance in the kindergarten this Friday, you must come!"

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at the phone in Xiao Baozi's hand, hesitant.

Mo Xiaomo spared no effort to promote herself: "I am the protagonist, I play the prince!"

Qiao Zhinuan looked at Xiao Baozi's bright eyes, and couldn't bear to disappoint him, so she nodded, "Okay."

"Miss Qiao, have you received the money?"

Mo Siting held Mo Xiaomo with one hand, and looked at her with secretive eyes.

"Got it, I will return it to you as soon as possible."

Qiao Zhinuan stood at the door and watched the man go up the elevator with the little bun in one hand, when suddenly a light flashed in his mind, "Wait!"

Qiao Zhinuan remembered the red dress and hurried back to the house to look for it.

Obviously it was taken off yesterday and folded and put in the cabinet, why is it gone?
Qiao Zhinuan rummaged through boxes and cabinets, but found nothing in all the places he could think of. Could it be that he disappeared?
Is it...

She and Qiao Yushu are the only ones living in this house, so Qiao Yushu must have taken it away!

Qiao Yushu also knew the price of the dress, so why didn't she take any precautions when such a gold digger's younger sister lived at home? !
Qiao Zhinuan called her sister.

The phone was never answered, and then turned off.

She sat slumped in the living room alone, feeling tired like never before.

until late at night.

Qiao Zhinuan vaguely heard a sound at the door.

She put on her clothes and got up, walked to the living room, and saw a brightly dressed woman leaning on a man and kissing at the door.

"Qiao Yushu!"

Qiao Yushu was so lingering enough that she parted her lips from the man in front of her, and there was still an ambiguous silver thread stretching from the corner of her lips.

"Who is this?" The man looked at Qiao Zhinuan unscrupulously.

Qiao Zhinuan was only wearing a nightdress, his skin was very white, like fine white porcelain under the light, he couldn't help but licked the corners of his lips.

"My sister."

The man rubbed his chin, looking at Qiao Zhinuan with naked eyes.

Qiao Yushu was a little jealous of the way the man looked at Qiao Zhinuan, and told the man to leave first after saying a few words.

After the door closed, she took off her high heels and rubbed her ankles.

The new high heels were just uncomfortable, and although they were expensive, she could afford them.

"Qiao Yushu, where is that dress?"

Qiao Yushu grabbed the bag lazily and got up, "What kind of skirt? Sister, you are all tattered street stalls, so I don't like it. If you ask me to wear your clothes, I won't even wear them."

"Just the red dress I wore back last time, the same dress you showed me in the magazine..."

Qiao Yushu's eyes flickered, she didn't expect to find out so soon.

Originally, she was thinking that Qiao Zhinuan would definitely put such a precious item at the bottom of the box.

"How would I know, I'm not wearing your skirt."

"You and I are the only two people in this family. If you don't take it, who will take it?"

Qiao Yushu pushed Qiao Zhinuan violently, "Do you have any evidence? Have you seen it? To catch thieves, to seize stolen goods, to seize traitors, is to say that you are dead. Now you just say that I took yours." skirt?"