Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Sister, where are you going? Let me see you off."

Qiao Zhinuan and Wang Ziqi looked at each other, and Wang Ziqi nodded.

The two got into the car one after the other.

Lin Zhen looked like a young adult, "Where are you going to send my sister?"

Qiao Zhinuan said the address of the mall.

The driver immediately turned the car around and headed in the direction of the mall.

Soon they reached a nearby shopping mall, Qiao Zhinuan said thank you and got off the car.

Wang Ziqi asked Qiao Zhinuan, "Why did you let this child send us?"

Qiao Zhinuan looked at the vehicles that were gradually going away, "Give this kid a chance to pay back the favor. I'll lend him his mobile phone to make a call, and he will send us to the mall, and it will be even."

Wang Ziqi burst out laughing.

"This kid really has a lot of eyes."

"I'm afraid he has been taught this by his parents all along."

His father is a popular presidential candidate, and his mother is the well-known Mrs. Mo Ya, the president of the Celebrity Club. He is the youngest son of the Lin family, so there must be many people who are pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Zhinuan thinks this kid is quite smart.

She and Wang Ziqi strolled in the mall for half an hour and drank milk tea in the milk tea shop.

As soon as the two sat down and were chatting, a woman walked over not far away.

As soon as I stood at the table, a tangy smell of perfume hit my face.

"You are Wang Ziqi?"

A shrill female voice rang out, and Qiao Zhinuan looked up. This was a woman dressed in an aristocratic look, and her jewelry looked like jewels.

The woman said contemptuously: "It's just like this, how can you make my Ah Jing mini obsessed with all kinds of meat and vegetables?"

Wang Ziqi didn't raise her head at all, she was still drinking milk tea with her head down, "Zhi Nuan, it's really dirty here, let's change to another place."

Qiao Zhinuan said, "Okay."

When the woman heard this, her temper immediately exploded.

"Do you know who I am? Just pretend I don't exist?"

Wang Ziqi looked at her indifferently, "I don't know you, and I don't want to. Excuse me, aunt, you are blocking the way."

This woman's nose is crooked.

"Auntie? I'm Huo Jing's third cousin! How dare you call me Auntie? Are you saying I'm old again? Let me tell you, it's impossible for a bastard like you to enter my Huo family's door!"

Wang Ziqi took Qiao Zhinuan and left.

In the back, the woman was still cursing, and there was a persuading person next to her, and her words were also ugly.

"She is the money of the Huo family who loves our Huo family. Who knows what kind of ulterior motives she has! She is a typical gold digger!:

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help frowning.

Wang Ziqi shrugged, "Don't worry, they are not in a day or two."

Qiao Zhinuan immediately thought of it.

Wang Ziqi is not facing such a situation every day or two.

"I've heard all the ugly things," Wang Ziqi recalled with a smile, "It was the first time I was bullied by Huo Jing's concubines. I rolled up my sleeves and beat them up. Those women are all weaklings. But even if you hit someone, it will be Huo Jing who apologizes at that time, so I gradually got used to it."

Qiao Zhinuan looked sideways at Wang Ziqi, and she suddenly felt that this girl has been strengthening herself in her own way.

Wang Ziqi said: "She is right, my purpose is not pure."

Qiao Zhinuan didn't try to persuade her anymore.

The matter has come to this point, the engagement ceremony is next week, the invitations have been sent out, and now there is no turning back.

Everyone has their own choice.

"Ziqi, I only hope that after your goal is achieved, you can truly live for yourself, not your mother."

Wang Ziqi's eyes trembled violently.

Since her mother died, she has been living in her mother's shadow.

She hated Wang Jianjie, hated that mistress, and also hated Wang Jianjie and the child born to that mistress later.

She wants revenge on them.

live for yourself……

She never thought about it.

Everything she does is for such a purpose.

She must also achieve this goal.

Mo Siting called Qiao Zhinuan, and Wang Ziqi also waited for Huo Jing.

"Are you sure you want to wait here for Mo Siting? Then you go back and send me a message."

Wang Ziqi repeatedly told Qiao Zhinuan to get in the car, Huo Jing looked at her sideways, Wang Ziqi touched her cheek, "What do you think I am doing?"

"Seeing how you treat Qiao Zhinuan like this, I'm going to be jealous."

Wang Ziqi burst out laughing, "Come on, why are you jealous, then I will also be jealous of you and Young Master Meng."

Huo Jing and the young master of the Meng family are acquainted, and they always went to nightclubs together in the past.

When Huo Jing heard this, he hurriedly raised his hand, "I've already terminated the relationship with him. I haven't gone out when he called me the last two times."

Seeing his nervous appearance, Wang Ziqi approached him with a smile, and tugged at his cheek, "Okay, I know you've done well."

Huo Jing held Wang Ziqi's hand and kissed it on his lips.

Wang Ziqi's back stiffened.

She almost had an irresistible urge to pull her hand out of Huo Jing's.

Fortunately, Huo Jing had let go of her hand and started the car.

Wang Ziqi turned her head to look out of the car window, and she saw the strange lines drawn by the street lights outside by the speed of the car.

There was a moment of confusion in her heart.

In the end, what is she really want.

In fact, Qiao Zhinuan didn't call Mo Siting.

And Mo Siting didn't come to pick her up either.

She took a taxi directly to the Mo family mansion to pick up Mo Xiaomo.

Mo Xiaomo is still very happy during this time. Although his father dominates Xiao Qiao, he can see Xiao Qiao every day, and he is already very satisfied.

Han Xiangjun looked at his grandson who was squatting on the steps and painting on the ground, then turned his head and said to Mo Chongfeng, "I was always worried that finding a stepmother for Xiaomo would be bad for Xiaomo, but now it seems that it may not be so." gone."

Mo Chongfeng snorted, "My son and I have always had a good vision."

Han Xiangjun snapped, "You're really old and not ashamed."

The housekeeper outside came to report: "Miss Qiao is here."

Before the two of them could respond, Mo Xiaomo threw away the chalk that was randomly scribbling on the ground in his hand, and ran outside.

Qiao Zhinuan hugged Mo Xiaomo who rushed out like a small cannonball, and rubbed her head.

"Have you said goodbye to grandparents?"

Mo Xiaomo shook his head.

Qiao Zhinuan took his hand and walked to the door, "Go tell your grandparents that we are leaving."

Mo Xiaomo nodded.

Qiao Zhinuan could see Mo Chongfeng and Han Xiangjun sitting on the sofa from a distance.

In fact, she should go in and talk to the elders. Moreover, in order to make up for the sarcastic remarks he made to her in Fenglinyuan, Han Xiangjun has been very kind to her during this time.

But now she is in a mess. It's not that she doesn't want to go in and talk to the second elder, but she thinks that her words will make the second elder feel that she is perfunctory.

Fortunately, Han Xiangjun didn't think too much about it. She asked the servants at home to take out the things that had been packed early in the morning and asked them to send them out.

She watched Qiao Zhinuan holding Mo Xiaomo from a distance, and suddenly had a feeling.

A light flashed in her heart, she hurried back to the villa, and hurriedly went to find Mo Chongfeng who was still reading books and newspapers.

"Don't look, old man, listen to me," Han Xiangjun said, "Why did I think our grandson looks a little like Zhinuan just now?"

The newspaper in Mo Chongfeng's hand was pulled out by Han Xiangjun. He was also taken aback, and pressed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, "It seems a little bit."

Han Xiangjun couldn't help guessing: "Could it be... Zhinuan is Xiaomo's real mother?"

"It's definitely impossible," Mo Chongfeng said, "Zhi Nuan has never been married and had children."

"Also..." Han Xiangjun murmured.

"It's just that if people live together for a long time, they will look alike. It's like the two of us. At the beginning, everyone said that we were not worthy, but now everyone says that we are married."

Han Xiangjun glared at him, "You still have the guts to say it! At that time, I was beautiful and beautiful, and everyone said that you, an ugly old man, were not good enough for me, hum."

"Yes, yes," Mo Chongfeng followed her rarely, and glanced at her from under the glasses, "You are a beautiful woman, you are more beautiful than a fairy."

Han Xiangjun's face was a little red when he was told by this sentence, and he stroked his hair bun, "What about fairies, you are already old fairies, you are the only one who is sweet and smooth-talking, otherwise I would not have been given by you at the beginning. Lied to me."

The two talked and laughed, and forgot about the similarities between the eyebrows of Qiao Zhinuan and Mo Xiaomo that were mentioned just now.

…………

Mo Siting had a social event today, and by the time he came back, all the lights in Fenglin Garden had been turned off.

He glanced at the time, it was 10:30.

At this point in the past, even if Qiao Zhinuan was sleepy, she would watch TV on the sofa and wait for him to come back, and he always told her not to wait for him.

This time, he didn't see her in the living room when he came back, but he was still not used to it.

Mo Siting went upstairs and opened the door of the children's room to take a look.

Mo Xiaomo lay across the bed like a crab, half of the quilt on her body fell to the ground, leaving only one corner covering her stomach.

Mo Siting shook his head and walked in to help Mo Xiaomo cover the quilt.

I don't know who this child looks like when he sleeps so poorly.

When he returned to the master bedroom and saw Qiao Zhinuan occupying a double bed by himself, he smiled.

Like who?
Not like his mother.

Mo Siting didn't want to wake Qiao Zhinuan, so he took his nightgown and went to the next room to take a bath.

As soon as he went out, Qiao Zhinuan opened his eyes.

She is not asleep.

How could she sleep.

When she came back at night, she played with Mo Xiaomo for a while, bathed Mo Xiaomo, told stories, and after she put him to sleep, her mind was filled with the past.

She had never thought about it before, and she never thought about it.

But just this afternoon, when she saw the medical records in Song Lingxue's hands, those past events emerged from the darkness of her heart and nodded.

She once liked a man.