Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mo Siting walked over and stopped Qiao Zhinuan.

"Qiao Qiao, you go to the children's room to accompany Xiao Mo first."

Qiao Zhinuan turned and left.

Mo Siting walked to Han Xiangjun's side, "Mom, if you can't stand by me and support me, don't use such words to slander her. She is the woman I want to marry, and she wants to stand by my side and be with me." The women standing side by side are not here to be angry."

Han Xiangjun raised his eyebrows high, "Is this the way you talk to your elders?"

"Those words on the Internet are both true and false, and some are exaggerated. Most of them are spread desperately after finding a hot spot. Don't you understand this?"

Han Xiangjun swallowed the words suddenly, his face turned pale.

"Have you ever had a similar time? Didn't you have any grievances in your heart when there were accusations all over the sky? I thought that at this time, you would understand Qiao Qiao with more empathy, instead of standing outside, Accused along with those so-called moral supremacy defenders and keyboard warriors."

Han Xiangjun's entire face turned completely pale.

She didn't expect Mo Siting to suddenly bring up such a thing.

Mo Siting turned around, leaving only Han Xiangjun standing in the corridor.

She suddenly felt that she had worked so hard for the Mo family, but she was an outsider after all.

The husband likes another woman, the son is not her own, and now she has no one to rely on.

She looked at Mo Siting's back, "If the person standing in front of you was your own mother, would you still say that?"

When Mo Siting reached the stairs, he paused.

mother...

his mother...

The corners of Mo Siting's lips raised upwards, revealing a sarcasm smile, "I've always been the only mother like you, if you're talking about that woman in Blacka..."

He paused, "I don't know a single word, and one more word is a waste."

Han Xiangjun's expression was slightly stagnant.

She looked at this iron-blooded man with a straight back, as if he was the boy who returned to the Mo family, calling her mother with a trace of arrogance and cowardice.

All these years, she seemed to have never known him.

[I can't say a single word, one more word is a waste. 】

If this is the case, the heartfelt words are like... the woman felt the same way when she threw the twins she gave birth to in the orphanage.

I still remember that before Mo Siting came back, she was almost on the verge of collapse.

Looking at Mo Chongfeng's face every day, she thought that he would divorce her and marry another woman.

Or find a surrogate or pregnant mother to give birth to a child that does not belong to her blood.

At that moment, Mo Siting was found.

She can no longer have children, but the husband who is the head of the Mohist family is not dead.

Because of Mo Siting, she stayed in the Mo family, and the Mo family also had a successor.

It should have been a happy event for everyone, but Han Xiangjun has always been wronged.

She should be wronged.

Why should she stay?

To stay in such a sad place as Mojia.

Just because...she loves Mo Chongfeng.

…………

When Mo Siting returned to the room, Qiao Zhinuan greeted him.

"What did you tell your aunt?"

Mo Siting said, "You don't have to worry, I'll take care of this matter."

Looking at Mo Siting, Qiao Zhinuan knew that he must have said something unpleasant just now.

She opened the door directly and went out, only to see Han Xiangjun coming out of the room dragging the suitcase.

"Auntie, where are you going?"

"I'll go back." Han Xiangjun glanced at Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan was a little embarrassed to meet Han Xiangjun's eyes.

After all, the gap between their mother and child was also caused by her.

She said: "Auntie, if you want to live here, you can continue to live here. I should be the one who wants to move out."

"never mind."

There is a sense of sadness in Han Xiangjun's words, which makes people feel the feeling of desolation permeating the heart and spleen.

"aunt……"

Qiao Zhinuan stood behind Han Xiangjun and called out.

"I have always been sincere to you. I want to please you and win your favor. My relatives are no longer alive, so Si Ting's relatives are my relatives. We are together, not only I want to be blessed by my friends, and I also want to be blessed by my relatives.”

"The time you asked me before, I thought it was too complicated, so I didn't tell you the whole story, but I didn't deceive you in any way."

Han Xiangjun turned his head slightly.

Her cheek cast a shadow when the light came through.

"I see."

These four words do not have any emotional color.

"Then do you want to stay?" Qiao Zhinuan said, "I still like you living here."

Such a large villa, with one more person, will have more popularity.

Han Xiangjun still left.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't know whether she believed it or not.

However, this matter is no longer important.

Because Han Xiangjun disappeared.

Han Xiangjun said he was going back, and even Mo Siting had already called Mo Chongfeng, saying that his mother had gone back.

Mo Chongfeng panted with his nose that was still angry at that time, and snorted, "You must be angry with your mother again, right?"

Mo Siting smiled, "Without a son like me who doesn't know good and bad, how can I show my daughter-in-law's general sense of kindness?"

"Bastard."

But that night, Mo Chongfeng waited until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and Han Xiangjun did not come back.

He then called Mo Siting again.

"Did your mother come back to look for you again?"

Mo Siting realized something was wrong, "Mom hasn't gone back yet?"

"No."

Mo Chongfeng's voice instantly became serious.

Mo Siting stood up, "I'll send someone out to look for it now."

Mo Chongfeng said: "It's okay, it should be the same as last time, I didn't know when I went out and ran there to hide, don't worry."

These words sounded like he was comforting Mo Siting, but also comforting himself.

During this period of time, he really didn't pay much attention to Han Xiangjun.

He thought she was throwing a tantrum, but now it seems...

Fenglin Court.

Mo Siting turned on the wall lamp, put on his clothes and stood up.

Qiao Zhinuan also woke up.

"What happened?"

"My mother hasn't returned to the mansion yet." Mo Siting got up, "Go to sleep, I'll go out and find someone."

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help feeling worried, it was almost twelve o'clock, so nothing would happen.

She wanted to get up, but was stopped by Mo Siting.

"You don't have to follow, Xiao Mo can't do it alone at home, you stay with him."

Qiao Zhinuan sent Mo Siting to the door, watching the man's figure disappear into the night, her heart was still in a half-suspended state.

She couldn't sleep either.

She leaned against the bed and took a book of Xi Murong's poems to pass the time.

Feeling a little drowsy in the mist, she put down the book and fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, she didn't know how long it took until she heard movement around her before she woke up.

But beside him was not Mo Siting, but Xiao Baozi.

Mo Xiaomo looked at Qiao Zhinuan with her cheeks propped up, thinking while watching: My little Qiao is so pretty.

Then I thought again: the days without my dad are so cool.

Seeing Qiao Zhinuan open his eyes, Mo Xiaomo's smiling eyes have been bent into crescents, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Hi.

A big good morning kiss.

[Morning! 】

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at the alarm clock beside him, only to realize that it was almost seven o'clock.

It was also rare that Mo Xiaomo woke up so early.

Qiao Zhinuan discovered that Mo Siting hadn't returned overnight.

In front of the child, she couldn't show her worried expression. Qiao Zhinuan cooked for Mo Xiaomo, and then called Jiang Siyan, asking her to help send Xiaomo to the kindergarten.

"Auntie waits until the afternoon to pick you up from the kindergarten."

After Mo Xiaomo left, Qiao Zhinuan called Mo Siting.

"Did Auntie find it?"

In fact, Mo Siting didn't return all night and didn't make a single phone call, which already explained the result.

Sure enough, Mo Siting said, "Not yet."

Qiao Zhinuan raised her heart even more, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Take care of yourself and take good care of Xiaomo, that's the greatest help you can give me."

"I've already sent Xiaomo to the kindergarten," Qiao Zhinuan said, "You're in the Mo family's mansion now? I'll go find you."

"No, you should go to work, don't delay."

Qiao Zhinuan wanted to say something else, but finally moved her lips and said only one word: "Okay."

Mo Siting hung up the phone.

Mo Chongfeng was sitting on the sofa, with deep shadows under his eyes, it could be seen that he hadn't slept all night.

I searched all night, but there is no Fenglin Garden, no Biyou Villa, and I have not returned to the Mohist mansion. I also sent someone to ask about the Banshan Temple where I used to live. I can’t wait to search the wing rooms behind the temple one by one. ,nor.

Han Xiangjun seemed to have disappeared suddenly.

"Could Mom have gone abroad?"

Han Xiangjun's natal family also has an older brother who moved overseas and has already established a family abroad.

Mo Chongfeng picked up the phone, wanted to make a call, but put it down again.

"It's better not to beg for her brother's mercy. There is one more person to worry about. You can find someone to check at the airport to see if there is your mother's identity information."

Wait until the message is fed back again.

But still... no.

Mo Chongfeng also picked up the cigar and lit it with the lighter.

Mo Siting took a step forward, "Dad, the doctor said you have to quit smoking, it's bad for your lungs."

He took the cigar from Mo Chongfeng's hand involuntarily, "I'm here to look for Mom, and I will definitely find her."

Mo Chongfeng suddenly looked up at Mo Siting, "Did you say something serious yesterday?"

Mo Siting's expression froze.

"I... just hope that my mother can be considerate of others. Sometimes my grievances are unknown to others."

"Bastard!"

Mo Chongfeng dropped an inkstone heavily.

The inkstone hit Mo Siting's shoulder, but Mo Siting didn't move. He could have avoided it, but he was hit hard like this.