Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

"you……"

Lin Qiao turned around and went out without looking back.

She was punished by the school and temporarily suspended.

When Lin Qiao went back with her schoolbag on her back, she saw Zhu Ting and Zhu Ting's parents at the school gate.

Zhu Ting's parents are earnestly saying: "How many times have I told you, don't hang out with girls like that. You just don't listen. Look, she has been expelled from school now!"

"Apologize to Ning Feifei today, or you will have to drop out of school!"

Zhu Ting frowned, "Ning Feifei and the others chased us and beat us! Why do you want me to apologize? Parents, do you still have any sense of right and wrong?"

"Ning Feifei's parents are both officials in the city's district. Don't provoke her. You don't want to apologize for today's matter. Your father and I will help you to apologize."

"I won't go! You are not allowed to go either!" Zhu Ting said stubbornly, "It wasn't our fault in the first place, why should we apologize to them? Also, Lin Qiao is not a bad girl, nor is she a gangster! Has she really dated? You all listen to wind and rain, so don't smear her!"

Listening to Zhu Ting's words, Lin Qiao's eyes were slightly moist.

This is the first time that there is such a partner by her side, speaking for her, standing by her side, and trusting her without hesitation.

Lin Qiao raised his head, glanced at the gray sky, and got on the bus.

…………

No one said anything about Lin Qiao's suspension from school.

He also specially told Song Wanqian not to tell Su Zhaohuan.

Song Wanqian still hesitated, "But your brother..."

"If my brother finds out, he will definitely find someone to do those girls. By then, the blame will not be on me, so let's deal with it coldly."

Song Wanqian felt that Lin Qiao's words were right, so she didn't say anything.

Song Wanqian caught up with Lin Qiao in a few steps and asked her, "Then where have you been these days?"

"Let's go home." Lin Qiao said as a matter of course, "Where else can I go."

Subconsciously, Lin Qiao already regarded Mo Siting's apartment as his home.

When Song Wanqian heard the word "family" in Lin Qiao's mouth, her footsteps paused slightly. Looking at the girl's thin shoulders but straight back, she finally understood.

What exactly is attracting Su Zhaohuan.

It was at this time that she became selfish.

She put back the cell phone that had already come out, and hung up Su Zhaohuan's cell phone number that had popped up on the screen.

In this way, Lin Qiao lived such a life again.

However, she has developed the habit of reading early every morning, and her biological clock has become waking up around 06:30. After getting up, she picks up the textbook and reads and endorses.

Then on Saturday, I still go to Professor Song's home for classes, and prepare a large table of dishes for him.

Professor Song is really a greedy little old man.

Even Professor Song's granddaughter complained to Lin Qiao in private: "My grandfather, money and material things can't bribe him, just a table of good food and a bottle of good wine, and he can be hooked."

Lin Qiao just laughed.

Professor Song's interpersonal relationship is also very extensive. One morning, when he went downstairs for morning exercises, he met someone who came to talk to him. For some reason, he talked about Lin Qiao, a closed disciple who was recently recruited by Professor Song. .

"Your apprentice is lucky. There is no one at home. I heard that he has been expelled from school because of fighting."

Professor Song: "..."

Fired?

How could it be possible, I came to class two days ago and cooked a large table of dishes for him, especially the fish in sauce, which made the old man very hungry now.

"It's all hearsay that three people become tigers! It's impossible," Professor Song waved his hand, "Old Li, don't follow those people to copy what others say, it's not good for people to hear."

Lao Li: "..."

Professor Song went back, thought about it, and called Lin Qiao first, asking about Lin Qiao's study situation.

Lin Qiao still looked cheerful and could not hear anything unusual.

Professor Song is a teacher and a minor in psychology. He has a good understanding of the rebellious period of children of this age.

He didn't say anything on the surface, hung up the phone, and asked his granddaughter to call Mo Siting with his mobile phone.

Mo Siting was training and couldn't answer the phone.

Professor Song said: "Then write it down, and call me back as soon as he finishes training, and tell me it's about Lin Qiao."

…………

On the training ground.

A tall and straight man in camouflage was leaning on a military off-road vehicle with a high chassis with his hands behind his back, a pair of toad glasses on the bridge of his nose, and bent his legs and knocked on the car, facing the soldiers who were exercising in the field.

He took a sip of a bottle of mineral water from the storage compartment inside.

The soldiers were running this obstacle course, their legs were tied with [-]-pound sandbags, and they were already sweating after a lap.

A few soldiers looked towards this side, "Isn't our instructor too relaxed?"

"We are exhausted here, and he just stands and rests like that?"

"Damn it, we're all exhausted!"

"No way, who told him to be our chief, responsible for our grading and staying."

Mo Siting threw the mineral water into the car casually, walked over with his pockets in his pocket, took off the toad mirror on the bridge of his nose, and glanced at the few people on the field with his eagle-like eyes, "No. 3, 7 No. 35, each person will add three laps."

The three who whispered just now: "..."

Could it be that this instructor has clairvoyant eyes and good ears? He could have spotted them muttering in such a noisy situation?

"Sir! Someone is looking for you in the telecommunications room!"

A soldier ran over and gave Mo Siting a military salute.

"who is it?"

Mo Siting lazily wiped the toad mirror lens in his hand with the cloth from the corner of his clothes.

"The message left said it was about Lin Qiao."

When Mo Siting heard this, the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

He looked at the soldier, "Who?"

The soldier was also taken aback by the question.

It seemed to be the name, and he couldn't hear it clearly over the phone.

"Lin Qiao? Either Lin Qiao or Liu Qiao? Lin Jue?"

Before the correspondent could talk about all the possibilities he could think of, Mo Siting turned around abruptly and walked towards the building with big strides.

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Eight o'clock that night.

Lin Qiao had just washed his clothes and hung them up to dry when he heard the doorbell ringing outside.

She ran to open the door and found that it was the neighbor Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Zhang."

"You are the only one at home, isn't your brother here?"

As soon as Lin Qiao heard it, he set up the alarm system all over his body.

Ask so clearly, what do you want to do?
Mr. Zhang slapped his forehead, "Don't get me wrong, I'm going on a business trip for two days, but Linda has no one to take her with me. I want to ask you to take care of me."