Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"Young Master Mo's rank is now a colonel, right? I heard a rumor that when the colonel was in the special forces, he fell in love with a high school girl."

Mo Siting's eyes suddenly froze.

"I don't believe it. How could someone like Young Master Mo, who has always kept himself so clean, fall in love with a minor?"

Qi Fengxing smoked a cigarette and exhaled the smoke, "However, when I thought about it, Master Mo has a son who happens to be five years old this year. The mother is unknown. According to such a strict family background of the Mo family, he will definitely not get a son who is not himself. People with bloodlines went in, it must be your child, Young Master Mo, I calculated this, the age is just right, it was that time!"

In the corridor of the nightclub, the light is not very bright, it resists the cold wind outside, and the inside is as warm as spring.

However, the atmosphere quickly cooled down in a short period of time.

Mo Siting's eyes fell on Qi Fengxing's face coldly, "What else do you want to say?"

"That's all I want to say. After all, what happened five years ago, those who knew the truth at that time may have become the backbone of the army. However, I'm curious, where is the female high school student back then?" ?”

Qi Fengxing lazily leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette lightly.

"I think, anyway, if it ever existed, there must be traces to follow. According to those people's words, I can vaguely infer the original school and class, and I can find it out if I check it."

Mo Siting's eyes suddenly turned cold, and in the next second, a blow of fist came inadvertently.

Qi Fengxing's lazy look subsided in an instant, and he dodged Mo Siting's punch in the next second.

"Young Master Mo, are you going to test my skills?"

Mo Siting withdrew his fist, and gently bent his fingers a few times in the palm of his hand, "No, I just want to remind, Young Master Qi, it's best not to meddle in matters with your facial features."

"Nosy?" Qi Fengxing raised his eyebrows, "I don't think this is nosy, I don't know how you explained Mo Xiaomo's existence to Qiao Zhinuan, but I think that as another person who is about to hold a wedding with you, I have the right know all this."

Mo Siting lowered his head and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and laughed coldly, "Qi Fengxing, you think too highly of yourself."

Qi Fengxing shrugged, "No one can think highly of me, so why can't I think highly of myself?"

Mo Siting pursed his lips, and his thin lips formed a straight line.

"So, what have you found out?"

"I found something, but..." Qi Fengxing's face darkened, "I didn't intend to tell Qiao Zhinuan."

Mo Siting didn't speak.

Qi Fengxing said, "The past is over, she still chooses you and wants to be with you, so I won't say anything."

Mo Siting glanced casually across Qi Fengxing's face, then turned and left.

Qi Fengxing leaned against the wall, with a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He took two puffs of his cigarette, put the cigarette butt in the trash can beside him, and walked out with his pocket.

The box is still lively.

When he went in, he was invited to drink, play cards, sing, and even asked the supervisor to send some beautiful ladies over.

Qi Fengxing smiled, "Okay."

Crazy until after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, they dispersed one after another.

"Young Master Qi, shall I find a car to take you back?"

"No, I want to be alone for a while." Qi Fengxing waved his hand, letting the director of the nightclub go first.

The supervisor feels that today's Qi Fengxing is different from the past.

"Then I'll find someone to come and clean up first..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Fengxing.

"go out."

These two cold words really made the supervisor jump, he hurriedly backed out and closed the door.

In the box, only Qi Fengxing was left alone.

There was a mess in the room, on the table, on the coffee table.

Empty wine bottles were overturned on the ground in all directions, and the air was filled with the smell of air freshener mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

The aftermath of a carnival.

In the past, Qi Fengxing enjoyed this kind of life very much.

This feeling of being surrounded by stars and being surrounded by excitement.

But now, he felt that this was not lively.

All the hype is fake.

When the people left the building, he was the only one left.

He stretched his arms to smoke, and thought of Qiao Zhinuan again.

As early as when he first met Qiao Zhinuan, he felt that this woman was really rigid, no matter what she did, she was always so rigid, as if if she didn't follow the rules, the sky would fall.

He found fault many times, just when he wanted to watch her tight thread be torn off.

But later he realized that it was Qiao Zhinuan's principle of being a human being.

Norms cannot be changed.

However, the label on the body can be changed.

…………

The pace of the wedding is gradually approaching.

The feeling between him and Mo Siting is still so tepid.

Qiao Zhinuan thought, maybe, after the wedding, it will slowly get better.

Until this night, in the villa, an unexpected guest was ushered in.

Qiao Zhinuan stood at the door, looking at the woman in a short fur coat and black wide-leg pants, she was a little stunned for a while, this woman...

She saw it familiarly, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"Miss Qiao, have you forgotten me? We met once in Caesar's Palace in Blaka."

Qiao Zhinuan recalled it all at once.

At that time, Mo Siting found a substitute for her, which saved her from being deliberately made difficult by Tang Wen and became a naked substitute.

"Miss Ming."

After one or two years, Minglan looks exactly the same as before.

Ming Lan tilted her head, "Won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

"Come in quickly," Qiao Zhinuan invited Minglan in, "It's just that Si Ting is not at home right now, so..."

"I'm not looking for Si Ting, I'm here for you."

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback suddenly.

"This is my wedding invitation," Minglan laughed. "In September of this year, I have already quit the entertainment industry. I am going to Fusang to get married."

Qiao Zhinuan hurriedly said, "Congratulations."

Minglan's wedding will be next year, but this time she returned to Huaguo to pick up her grandparents, and she thought of Mo Siting, the only friend in Huaguo.

"I've also heard about your wedding. It's just next week. It seems that I'm coming back at a really good time, and I can have a wedding banquet first."

A person came to talk with her, and Qiao Zhinuan also felt happy, so she chatted with Ming Landuo for a while.

Minglan shook her head, "In fact, I still think it's pretty good. Si Ting has finally come out of that shadow. I can tell that Si Ting really likes you, and he doesn't use you as a substitute."