Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Mother, you have come from a long distance, and you are tired all the way. I will ask the maid to clean up a guest room for you."

"I'm not tired yet, I'll take Miss Qiao out first."

"Can……"

"Ah Shen, I'm just going to give Miss Qiao a gift. Miss Qiao is not a flower in a greenhouse in a glass house. Am I not worthy of being a first-class lady?"

Fu Liangshen opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something more, but Qiao Zhinuan interrupted him with a smile.

"It's okay," she turned to Madam Yipin, "Thank you, ma'am."

Along the way, Mrs. Yipin didn't speak, and Qiao Zhinuan didn't speak either.

When they reached the door, Qiao Zhinuan stopped first.

"Ma'am, please speak."

Mrs. Yipin definitely didn't just come to see her off.

"You are smart," Mrs. Yipin sneered coldly, "You are all clever! You have never used it on the right way, and you have been thinking about how to get money and status from men all day long."

Qiao Zhinuan had no expression on his face, "I don't know why Madam would say that, but I can tell you clearly, I haven't."

"Sometimes it's not you who say you don't have any." Mrs. Yipin straightened her cufflinks coldly, "I don't want to tell you so much. Since you have chosen Mo Siting, you should go and have a good time." Marry him as soon as possible, and don't provoke Ah Shen again."

After Madam Yipin finished speaking, she turned and left without waiting for Qiao Zhinuan to speak.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't have any special thoughts in mind.

After all, Aiko is eager.

On the way back, Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help thinking, is she too bad?

Even if Mrs. Yipin didn't accept her, the Mo family accepted her, and Han Xiangjun accepted her.

She suddenly remembered the trick in Song Lingxue's hands.

That was her dark history, an unspeakable past, and now, it is finally going to be made public.

Qiao Zhinuan gradually had an idea in his mind.

Song Lingxue threatened her because she was afraid that Mo Siting would find out.

But what if she told Mo Siting first?
Then this matter does not exist in the so-called threat.

The lukewarm state of Qiao Zhinuan and Mo Siting has lasted for ten days.

The wedding is next week.

In a week's time, Mo Siting asked Jiang Siyan to take her to see the wedding dress.

"Boss is still in a meeting," Jiang Siyan said, "He asked me to drive you to the dress shop first."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded and got into the car.

The dress shop is still the dress shop where Wang Ziqi once tried on the dress for the engagement ceremony. This is a dress shop recognized by a noble circle in Ancheng. If there is damage, it is specified to be stored in this dress shop.

"Miss Joe."

Jiang Siyan took out the order, and the clerk immediately checked the corresponding information on the computer, and with a smile on his face, he pushed out a hanger from the design room inside.

"This is your wedding dress."

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is the most beautiful wedding dress she has ever seen.

A strapless wedding dress with a pinched waist, folded a few times on the chest like petals, underneath are layers of waves that look like words, and a floor-sweeping skirt at the back.

Gorgeous.

"It looks great, I'm very satisfied."

The clerk asked, "Don't you need to try it on?"

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head, "I've seen it, this wedding dress is beautiful, I'm very satisfied."

The clerk has never seen such a customer, "You can try it on and check the size, we have a designer here who can modify it for you."

"No, I..."

Before Qiao Zhinuan finished speaking, the wind chimes beside the glass window suddenly jingled.

"What if I say I want to see it?"

Mo Siting walked over from the bright light, walked directly to Qiao Zhinuan's side, and supported her waist, "Go and try it."

The clerk took the wedding dress off the shelf, "The dressing room is here, this way please."

Qiao Zhinuan followed the clerk in to change the wedding dress, while Mo Siting sat on the sofa, casually flipping through the fashion magazines on the coffee table beside him.

"What did she say on the way?"

Jiang Siyan: "Huh?"

Mo Siting cleared his throat, "Did you ask me?"

"No," Jiang Siyan saw that Mo Siting's expression was not looking good, and immediately explained, "I told Miss Qiao when I went to pick her up, saying that you are in a meeting, and you won't come until after the meeting."

Mo Siting hummed and turned a page.

Wedding dresses are beautiful but complicated to wear.

After she finished dressing, the clerk suddenly stopped her, "Miss, please stop."

The clerk came over and gave Qiao Zhinuan a hairpin prepared in the store to tie back her long hair that was hanging around her shoulders.

"Your neck and collarbone are so beautiful, it's a pity not to show them."

When Qiao Zhinuan walked out of the dressing room with her skirt in her hands, her palms were slightly damp with sweat.

It's not a wedding, and she doesn't know what she is nervous about.

Until it appeared in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hall outside.

"Miss Qiao is here, President Mo." Jiang Siyan reminded.

Only then did Mo Siting slowly raise his head, his gaze suddenly froze as if he had been shocked for a short period of time.

The woman in front of her was wearing a beautiful white wedding dress, her hair was pulled up, revealing a slender and beautiful swan neck, and she looked at him shyly and timidly.

This is his woman.

The woman he had identified since five years ago.

Mo Siting stared at Qiao Zhinuan so intently, the clerk behind him couldn't help laughing, and Qiao Zhinuan's face flushed, and he glared at him, "Have you finished reading? I'm going to change my clothes."

Mo Siting stood up suddenly, and walked in front of Qiao Zhinuan.

"It's beautiful, I like it very much." Mo Siting took Qiao Zhinuan's hand, "If there is a ring here, I will like it even more."

Mo Siting's words meant something.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, "I... the pigeon eggs are too eye-catching, and I don't want to be the target of robbers."

Mo Siting suddenly laughed.

"Then I'll send another smaller one another day. This time, it's not allowed to take it off, you know?"

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

Mo Si Ting's groom's dress was also delivered, but some sizes were not suitable. The clerk was tailoring Mo Si Ting again and was about to accept the size.

Qiao Zhinuan sat on the sofa outside, quietly waiting for Mo Siting inside.

The tinkling wind chime sounded again.

Qiao Zhinuan thought it was another customer from the dress shop, so she didn't pay attention until behind her, when she replied "Welcome" to the clerk, "I'm here to find someone."

A figure walked around the organic coffee table, walked up to her, and sat directly on the sofa opposite.

Qiao Zhinuan raised her eyes, slightly taken aback.