Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao took out his mobile phone and was about to press the shutter when he was stopped by the staff beside him.

"Photography is not allowed here."

Lin Qiao was a little embarrassed.

Mo Siting said, "We just take pictures and look at them ourselves, we won't take them out."

The staff looked at Mo Siting's handsome and extraordinary face, and thought about the words of the director of the TV station, "This is someone the old chief in the army favors, and he is also the next head of the Mo family, treat him well, and don't neglect him. "

Only then did the staff raise their hands, "Please go ahead."

Mo Siting took the phone from Lin Qiao, "Come on, my little princess, I'm your full-time photographer now."

Lin Qiao blushed, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is it really possible to shoot?"

"Of course."

Lin Qiao was like a canary coming out of a cage, spinning around happily, posing various poses.

She thought there were only a few photos, but when Mo Siting handed her the phone back when she got down from the TV tower, she was surprised to see the addition of more than 30 photos, "Why are there so many!"

It turned out that Mo Siting took the phone and not only took a few pictures of Lin Qiao posing, but also took many snapshots.

There was a moment when Lin Qiao leaned on the railing to look out, there was a moment when she just turned her head to look back at Mo Siting and smiled, and there was a moment when she opened her arms and felt the wind blowing in front of her.

Compared with deliberately posed photos, the snap shots are more natural.

Back at the apartment, it was past twelve o'clock.

Lin Qiao threw off his shoes and ran in without slippers.

Mo Siting held her back, "Don't run away yet."

Lin Qiao turned around and saw Mo Siting took out a red envelope from his pocket.

The red envelope is heavy and thick.

"For you."

Lin Qiao's pupils dilated suddenly.

"New Year's money?"

This is the first time Lin Qiao has received a red envelope during the Chinese New Year since his father and brother left.

"I……"

She shouldn't have taken it.

Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, "Too little?"

Lin Qiao shook her head hastily, "No! I'm not..."

"Then take it," Mo Siting put it in Lin Qiao's hand, "It's Chinese New Year, I wish my family Qiao Qiao a safe and happy new year."

Lin Qiao stared blankly at him.

Ping, An, Xi, Le.

At this moment, she still doesn't understand what these four words represent.

Later, she realized that these four words represent the most sincere and best expectations for a person.

Lin Qiao went back to his room and changed his clothes.

While changing her clothes, she was still thinking about it.

Mo Siting bought her new clothes for the New Year and gave her lucky money, because he treated her like a child.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiao suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart.

He's obviously not a few years older than her, hmph, he's just of the same generation.

The more Lin Qiao thought about it, the more righteous indignation he felt, and he planned to take a dollar for Mo Siting as a new year's money.

She didn't prepare a red envelope in advance, so she took out Mo Siting's money and wanted to use his red envelope.

Suddenly, she froze.

She actually has no idea about money.

The most I have ever held in my hand is 2000 yuan, which is also thin to the touch.

But now, what fell out of the red envelope was a wad of money.

Sealed with a seal.

Lin Qiao felt as if her breath was choked in an instant.

She had heard people say that when withdrawing money from the bank, a wad of money was sealed with a seal, which was 1 yuan.

Lin Qiao counted, she was right.

Immediately, the money was in his hand, as if it had become a hot potato.

so much……

She can't afford it.

She got up straight away, opened the door and walked out.

There are louder firecrackers than just now.

Huge fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky.

Mo Siting was wearing simple black trousers and a white shirt. He was leaning against the wine cabinet, with the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. The huge fireworks were blooming above his head. At this very second, Lin Qiao hurriedly pressed the shutter of his phone.

The beautiful scene was just frozen on the phone.

The man leaned against the dark black modern wine cabinet, holding a goblet with his slender fingers, and the rose-red wine inside rippled.

Half of his face was lit up by the fiery trees and silver flowers outside the window.

She smiled, and said silently in her heart: Mo Siting, I also wish you peace and happiness.

In the end, the New Year's money was not returned.

Mo Siting has a lot of reasons waiting for her.

"The learning materials for the new school year, the meal card top-up, and sending you to learn art are all money. I will use your lucky money when the time comes, and I won't pay you any more."

Lin Qiao was stunned by Mo Siting.

She almost forgot.

Didn't he also give this lucky money?
Zheng Yanran's call came on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

"I've already contacted Professor Song. He hasn't had an apprentice for four or five years. He is old and has a weird temper. Before accepting students, he must think about it. You ask Qiao Qiao to prepare well. "

Mo Siting forwarded Zheng Yanran's words to Lin Qiao, and it became: He is a talented but eccentric old man, he is there for everything, so don't worry about it.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Mo Siting drove Lin Qiao to Professor Song's residence.

Mo Siting opened the trunk and took out seven or eight bags of gift boxes, "Come here and get it!"

The residences in this community are full of lecturers, intellectuals, and scholarly families. When people pass by, they look at Mo Siting as if they were looking at an upstart.

Lin Qiao followed Mo Siting upstairs.

Professor Song lives in the east door on the third floor.

Lin Qiao knocked on the door in front, and a little girl came to open the door. She wore two shofar braids and looked very delicate. A pair of dark eyes rolled around, looking at these two people.

"Hello, we are here to find Professor Song, and we were recommended by designer Zheng Yanran."

Upon hearing Zheng Yanran's name, the little girl said, "Do you know Sister Yanran?"

"um, yes."

The little girl opened the door and invited the two of them in.

Mo Siting carried seven or eight bags by himself and put them on the table.

The little girl went to the room to report, and came back after a minute, "My grandpa is resting, please wait here."

"Okay, trouble."

Then the little girl went away.

Then, Lin Qiao and Mo Siting just sat on the sofa and waited for 10 minutes with big eyes and small eyes, and they didn't even bring a glass of water.

Lin Qiao turned to look at Mo Siting: "How about we go?"

Mo Siting leaned back, "Wherever you go, you're here, and today I'm going to make this happen."

Lin Qiao licked his lips.

Mo Siting asked, "Thirsty?"

"A bit."

Mo Siting stood up straight away, walked into the kitchen without treating himself like an outsider, and brought out two water glasses clangingly. He also washed a plate of kumi grapes by the way, and took out his mobile phone and handed it to Lin Qiao, " Even a game?"

Lin Qiao: "..."

Please, we are here to beg for help, don't treat yourself like an uncle.

I came at two o'clock in the afternoon, and waited until six o'clock, when it was already dark, Lin Qiao saw that Mo Siting had no intention of leaving.

"Mo Siting, why don't we go? Come back another day..."

"Change what?" Mo Siting put the glass on the coffee table, and directly took the girl's hand with his big palm, "Come with me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Break through the door."

"..."