Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Yes."

Jiang Siyan looked at Mo Siting wearing an apron, and almost forgot, in fact, Mo Siting is a star chef, so this kind of side dish is not a problem at all.

Mo Siting looked at Jiang Siyan's prepared ingredients, which were very rich.

He took out the stew pot to stew chicken soup, put red dates, wolfberries and yams in it, and cooked a bird's nest, white fungus and red dates porridge on the other side.

Both of these are kung fu dishes, except for the complete ingredients, all of them are due to the effort of stewing.

While Mo Siting was cooking the soup, he went upstairs to take another look at Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan was still asleep.

Until late at night.

Qiao Zhinuan woke up.

This time, the pillow was not empty.

Mo Siting was leaning against the head of the bed, with the computer on his lap, typing with his fingers on the silent keyboard.

"you're awake?"

Mo Siting looked over from the side of the lens.

Qiao Zhinuan looked at Mo Siting, the mirror reflected light, and she couldn't see his expression clearly.

Mo Siting reached out and touched her forehead, "I don't have a fever anymore, you had a little fever just now."

Qiao Zhinuan hummed, and raised her hand to cover her forehead, "Why did I fall asleep, what time is it now?"

Mo Siting glanced at the time, "It's almost eleven o'clock, shall I make you some supper?"

"No, I'll go by myself."

As Qiao Zhinuan said, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Mo Siting held her back, "I've already made peace, Fan, I'll go down and bring it to you."

Qiao Zhinuan just watched Mo Siting walk out.

She didn't know why, but a trace of uneasiness surged in her heart.

Qiao Zhinuan went to the bathroom and washed her face again.

After coming out of the bathroom, Mo Siting had already warmed up the supper and brought it up.

In the tray, there are two small bowls.

A bowl is filled with clear chicken soup, with two pieces of chicken hidden in the soup, dotted with red wolfberries.

In another small bowl, there is porridge with bird's nest, white fungus and red dates.

Mo Siting put it on the small table, "Eat more."

Qiao Zhinuan looked at the soup, and she suddenly understood.

The soup is black-bone chicken soup, and the porridge is bird’s nest red date porridge, both of which nourish blood and qi.

She walked over silently, sat on the other side, picked up the spoon with her slender pale fingers, and silently took a sip.

He got it.

This was Qiao Zhinuan's first impression.

But so what if you know.

Mo Siting watched Qiao Zhinuan finish the chicken soup, and suddenly asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, but she didn't speak.

What to say?
After all, after the ectopic pregnancy operation is done, there is nothing left, and people have to look forward.

"No."

Mo Siting pursed his lips, his forehead twitched abruptly, "Really?"

"No."

Mo Siting closed his eyes, "Okay."

He stood up and walked out, "If you are sleepy, rest first, I will go to the study to deal with some documents,"

Qiao Zhinuan looked at Mo Siting's back silently, and suddenly her eyes became sour, and she almost burst into tears.

She finished the chicken soup silently, and then ate the bird's nest.

Mo Siting's cooking skills have always been very good.

Only when she was here, Mo Siting seldom cooks, so Mo Xiaomo was able to show off to Han Xiangjun and Mo Chongfeng that she ate well in the Mo family mansion many times.

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't taste such a delicious food now.

This night, Mo Siting didn't return to bed until early morning.

Qiao Zhinuan slept a lot at night, tossing and turning in bed.

The two were lying on both sides of the big bed, neither of them approached.

The breathing is almost audible, the bedroom is surrounded by darkness, only the breathing flows quietly in the air.

The night passed like this, and the next morning, Mo Siting got up to go to work, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the door and tied his tie, glanced at Qiao Zhinuan who was still lying on the bed, moved his lips, but didn't say a word after all , turned around and went out.

The door knocked lightly, and Qiao Zhinuan opened his eyes.

She looked at the ceiling silently.

She didn't fall asleep much that night, and she could even hear the sound of each other turning over.

In this way, on the eve of the wedding, the two people who also lived under the same roof began to have an inexplicable cold war.

Qiao Zhinuan asked for three days' leave, and then went to Xu Qing's to sell the leave.

Xu Qing also asked side-by-side: "Zhi Nuan, Boss is not in a good mood recently, do you know the reason?"

Qiao Zhinuan's signature pen paused lightly, "I don't know."

Not only the president's office, but even the lower level of the office are always vigilant, hoping not to be affected by the inexplicable anger of the president.

Jiang Siyan stood at the door, watched Lu Bei get off the elevator and ran over in a hurry, "What are you holding?"

"Urgent documents! Tanglin Group wants to break the contract!"

Jiang Siyan immediately showed a pitiful and sympathetic look.

Lu Bei's heart skipped a beat, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Siyan silently took a step back, made a gesture of invitation, and then drew a cross on her chest.

Lu Bei: "..."

Even in the face of a violent storm, you must go forward without hesitation!

Lu Bei cheered himself up in his heart, raised his hand to cover the doorknob, then turned to Jiang Siyan and said, "If something happens, you must go in and help me...collect the body."

Jiang Siyan nodded solemnly, "Don't worry."

Lu Bei went in with a look of lovelessness.

Not far away, Xu Xiaoxiao ran over, "Sister Jiang, why is boss not in a good mood recently?"

"Because... I was stimulated."

Xu Xiaoxiao blinked, "Is it because of Miss Qiao?"

Jiang Siyan didn't know how to answer, so she simply said, "It's not really, it's because they have a knot in their heart that hasn't been resolved."

As the wedding day approached day by day, Qiao Zhinuan hadn't thought of how to deal with the once black history materials in Song Lingxue's hands.

She was even ready, the worst would be on the wedding day, she would be nailed to the pillar of shame and forget it.

If Mo Siting left her because of this matter...

That's all.

The journey of this relationship has been too difficult, and the hardship made her want to give up.

Qiao Zhinuan still occasionally visits Fu Liangshen in the embassy.

Fu Liangshen's legs were getting better day by day. Although he still couldn't walk, he could already feel it.

Ge Lijin was still treated as a guest at the embassy with delicious food and drinks, and the veil on her head never took off. Qu Xiaoling complained to her day after day.

This time, after giving Fu Liangshen the acupuncture, Ge Lijin put away the acupuncture equipment in his hands, glanced at Qiao Zhinuan who was standing aside, "Miss Qiao, I want to say a few words to you."

Qiao Zhinuan was puzzled, but nodded.

She followed Glikin out of the embassy.

In the garden, all the flowers are withered, and there is a boundless color between the sky and the earth.