Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Han Xiangjun had already packed his things and zipped up the suitcase.

Mo Chongfeng blew his beard upwards, "Do you know who that woman is? You just want to make trouble."

Han Xiangjun raised the trolley case and raised his eyebrows.

"I just know it's Qiao Zhinuan, so what? She's already entered the house without our consent, and she's living with Si Ting, so I can't go and see her?"

"It's not that you can't go, it's that you..." Mo Chongfeng said, "Don't be angry, it's already a certain age, let alone living together without marriage, even if you are unmarried, there are many people who get pregnant first."

"Hmph, I know! You don't need to remind me!"

Back then, when Mo Siting was still abroad, someone sent the child to the Mo family.

No need for DNA testing.

This little baby's facial features and nose are exactly the same as when Mo Siting was a baby.

When Mo Siting came back from abroad three months later, it seemed that the number of people had decreased a lot. He looked at the baby in the swaddle and didn't say anything, so no one knew how the baby got here. of.

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Fenglin Court.

Qiao Zhinuan is cooking noodles in the kitchen.

Mo Xiaomo was able to eat the rice cooked by Xiao Qiao for several days in a row, and she was so happy that she was about to smoke.

Sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, Mo Siting raised his eyelids and glanced at his son in disgust.

Mo Xiaomo doesn't care about his father.

Anyway, he is absolutely bursting with happiness now!

Even if there are reporters interviewing him with a microphone on the street, he can pat his chest and say without shame: My surname is Hu (happiness)!
"Come to dinner."

Qiao Zhinuan brought the noodles to the dining table and called the father and son over to eat.

After dinner, Mo Siting naturally went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Qiao Zhinuan sat on the ground with Mo Xiaomo and piled up blocks.

This warm feeling gave Qiao Zhinuan a warm feeling in his heart.

It's like the feeling of a glacier slowly melting.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang to break the silence in the room.

Qiao Zhinuan got up and went to open the door.

"who is it?"

It's so late, will there be any visiting friends?

Qiao Zhinuan opened the door, and the person standing outside was Han Xiangjun.

She froze for a moment.

Han Xiangjun said coldly: "Why, don't you invite me in? Just let me stand at the door?"

As soon as she said this, she wanted to swallow the words again.

This is her son's home, why should an outsider treat her?
Didn't she come and leave whenever she wanted?

Mo Xiaomo was right next to the sofa in the living room. Hearing this, he hurriedly got up from the carpet, rolled into the kitchen with his short legs like a meat ball, and went to tear his father's clothes.

Mo Siting came out of the kitchen after wiping his hands.

"Jojo, who's here?"

Standing in the entrance, Han Xiangjun saw Mo Siting coming out of the kitchen at a glance.

Naturally, his eyes fell on the apron on Mo Siting's body.

There was a bit of surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect Mo Siting to be washing the dishes?
Then, this surprise turned into displeasure.

The young master of the Mo family, the president of the Mo family, and the next head of the Mo family in the future, wash his hands and do housework?
Such a thing is simply unthinkable!
She stepped in directly, seeming to tell Qiao Zhinuan who was standing at the door as if she were a servant: "Go and help me bring the suitcase in."

Han Xiangjun walked up to Mo Siting, "Why are you washing the dishes? Where are the servants at home? When will it be your turn to do this kind of housework yourself?"

How could Qiao Zhinuan not know that Han Xiangjun was standing up now.

She wanted to directly explain her identity to Mrs. Mo, but she also knew that the relationship would only get worse if they confronted each other.

Now that she has confirmed Mo Siting, she knows who and what she will face in the future.

What's wrong with this little grievance.

Qiao Zhinuan was about to go out to carry a suitcase, but Mo Siting grabbed his wrist.

"Mom, this is my girlfriend, Qiao Zhinuan," Mo Siting stood at the door with his arms around Qiao Zhinuan's waist, "I haven't had time to formally introduce you."

Han Xiangjun's complexion suddenly changed.

"There is no servant at home," Mo Siting said, "I didn't like having a servant at home, that is, Secretary Jiang came to take care of Xiaomo's daily life."

Mo Siting went out by himself to help Han Xiangjun bring the suitcase in.

"Mom, I'll take you to the guest room."

Han Xiangjun snorted angrily, glared at Qiao Zhinuan, and followed behind.

"Mom," Mo Siting put the suitcase at the foot of the bed in the guest room, "Why are you here so late?"

Han Xiangjun said angrily: "I'm not welcome? I miss my grandson. You two don't go back to the mansion if you see the sky. Just me and the old man will get tired of seeing each other."

Everything in the room is available.

Qiao Zhinuan organized everything in an orderly manner.

Mo Siting checked it out, "Mom, tell me if you need anything."

Han Xiangjun took off his overcoat, "I need something, I plan to live here for a while, don't drive me away."

Mo Siting didn't speak, and closed the door.

Qiao Zhinuan was standing not far away.

"How is it? Is there anything else missing?"

Mo Siting held Qiao Zhinuan's waist and walked to the other side, "Don't worry, she's living in the villa, just treat her as air."

He was clearly speaking perfunctorily.

Qiao Zhinuan let out a chuckle, "How is it possible, I can't see you when you look up."

"Then tomorrow, when you come back from school, go directly to Biyou Villa instead of coming here."

It's rare for Mo Siting to speak with such a childish look.

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help laughing, "Mo Siting, your true nature is about to be revealed."

If she hadn't been to Biyou's villa and met Mo Qing who lived in Mo Siting's body, she wouldn't have such thoughts.

However, she knew Mo Qing before.

I know how tired Mo Qing is to deal with those people and things that he doesn't want to deal with in his heart.

But now that Mo Qing and Mo Siting have merged into one, Qiao Zhinuan suddenly felt warm and familiar with such a rare reckless remark.

She suddenly put her arms around Mo Siting's waist.

Mo Siting laughed, "Why do you throw yourself into your arms after talking?"

He bowed his head to kiss her heart, "...how about you take the initiative in bed tonight?"

Qiao Zhinuan glared at him.

"I just think...you can pretend in front of outsiders, but in front of me...you don't need to."

You can be whoever you want, and you can do whatever you want, without being restrained or hiding anything.

Mo Siting looked down into her eyes, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of my strong possessiveness, my arrogance, my machismo?"

Mo Siting said it sentence by sentence, but Qiao Zhinuan felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

The so-called feng shui turns, that's it.

At that time, she hated the infinitely magnified flaws in Mo Si Ting's personality, which were fully interpreted by Mo Qing.

But now, she likes him, she loves him, and she can tolerate all his shortcomings.

She likes to be pampered by him, supported by him, and possessed by him.

That proves that he has her in his heart.

"Not afraid."

Mo Siting kissed her on the cheek, "Okay, you go to accompany Mo Xiaomo first, I'm here."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

Mo Siting looked at Qiao Zhinuan's back.

How could he be willing to let her suffer?
Since he woke up, he saw the court trial being broadcast on TV for the first time, and saw the shining woman standing in the center, and he already knew it.

True love is not to break off the wings and tie her to her side, but to let her go and make her the center of attention.

And Qiao Zhinuan also has this ability.

As soon as Mo Siting came down from upstairs, he received a call from Mo Chongfeng.

"dad."

"Has your mother arrived yet?"

"Ah."

"She's just a temporary mind, mainly aimed at Qiao Zhinuan's past. If you don't want them to confront each other, ask Qiao Zhinuan to live in school for a while. Isn't she still in school?"

"Dad, did you let Qiao Zhinuan go?"

Mo Chongfeng snorted heavily from his nose, "Stinky boy, I didn't say anything, let's talk about me after passing your mother's test!"

Before hanging up the phone, Mo Chongfeng suddenly stopped Mo Siting.

"Si Ting, in fact, Mr. Xiang is also kind to you, she..."

"Dad, you don't need to say it, I know."

Mo Siting hung up the phone.

He knew from the very beginning that Han Xiangjun was not his biological mother.

Her biological mother had abandoned her and Shen Hanjing since she was born, and she had almost ignored her for many years.

When he returned to the Mo family, he was already in his teens.

Han Xiangjun has always been very kind to him.

Even if this one is good, most of it is because of Mo Chongfeng.

That's enough.

Mo Siting put away his phone, turned around and walked towards the master bedroom.

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Because of Han Xiangjun's arrival, Qiao Zhinuan set the alarm clock and got up early to prepare breakfast when he didn't have to go to class or go to work on the weekend of the next day.

Qiao Zhinuan and Mo Siting were both light sleepers.

As soon as the alarm rang, Qiao Zhinuan reached out and pressed the alarm on the bedside.

Mo Siting also opened his eyes.

Qiao Zhinuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "You can continue to sleep for a while, I will prepare breakfast first, and I will call you later... hey."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Siting hugged her back to the bed, "Sleep a little longer."

Qiao Zhinuan rubbed his hair, "How can I stay in bed like this! I can't sleep now, I'm going to prepare something to eat, or your mother will wake up."

She got out of Mo Siting's embrace.

Mo Siting propped up his arms, "Qiao Qiao."

"Ok?"

Qiao Zhinuan changed into her home clothes, pulled out her long hair from her neckline, and looked sideways at him.

"You don't have to please anyone for me," Mo Siting watched her quietly, "You are my woman, only mine."