Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Director Zhang smiled, rubbed his hands and walked in front of Mo Siting.

"Colonel Mo, look..."

"The handling is not satisfactory, but I still have one request," Mo Siting said, "at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday, Lin Qiao's name will be rectified."

He said in a firm tone: "If you pour dirty water on her, take it back."

…………

Lin Qiao didn't go to class directly.

She will not go to school until after the flag-raising ceremony next Monday.

Today is Thursday, three days before Monday, which is enough for what happened in the Academic Affairs Office to spread and ferment for a while.

On the way back, Lin Qiao was a little silent.

It's just that this kind of silence is completely different from when it came.

At this time, her heart was even more moved.

She turned her head to look at the big iron gate of the school that was gradually going away behind her, remembering how disheartened she was when she left last time.

No one believed her, and everyone was making trouble.

When Mo Siting appeared in front of her, she realized the feeling of being trusted, it was so good.

Later, Zhu Ting said to Lin Qiao: "Mo Siting is really protecting his weaknesses. In the office, he was a boyfriend who was so powerful! No wonder you said that you will feel safe by his side, that is, everything will be taken care of for you. You don't have to worry about it yourself."

When they arrived at the apartment, Mo Siting turned his head and glanced at Lin Qiao who had been walking behind him with a sullen head, "What?"

Lin Qiao suddenly raised her head and hugged Mo Siting.

His hug is very warm.

With a broad chest, Lin Qiao could only reach his shoulders when he stood on tiptoe.

Mo Siting's hands were hanging by his sides, and his back was a little stiff at this moment.

"Thank you, Mo Siting."

Mo Siting then raised his hand and stroked Lin Qiao's head twice, "You don't need to thank me."

Lin Qiao laughed.

This kind of smile finally has no haze, and is full of sunshine.

Lin Qiao spread out his palms towards Mo Siting.

The palm of her hand was shiny and fair, and she looked up at him with a small face, "Give it to me."

"what?"

This time, it was Mo Siting's turn to be stunned.

"USB," Lin Qiao said, "I want to see it."

Mo Siting tilted his head, "Do you really want to see it?"

"correct."

Mo Siting took out the USB flash drive from his pocket and put it in Lin Qiao's palm.

Lin Qiao happily inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, but when she opened the USB flash drive, she realized...

It turned out to be blank!
Lin Qiao looked at the empty desktop, and finally understood what the sly smile on Mo Siting's face was for.

He has been holding this empty USB drive to scare Hu Jing and the others, so that they are afraid of being dragged down by Ning Feifei, and will take the initiative to tell the truth.

This man is simply a wolf!

A cunning and scheming wolf!
She suddenly felt that it was the same whether she was in front of him or not. The little tricks she did and the little tricks she played had nowhere to hide in front of him.

that……

Does he know what she's thinking?

She kinda... likes him.

knock knock knock.

There were several knocks on the door.

Only then did Lin Qiao suddenly regain his senses from his wandering mind, and looked towards the door.

The light outside elongated Lin Qiao's figure and landed on the ground, leaving a long shadow.

How long has he been standing here?
Mo Siting walked in, raised his hand to turn on the overhead light for her, and walked in with long legs.

Lin Qiao sat on the edge of the bed and did not move.

Mo Siting came to her side, stood in front of her, suddenly raised his hand, and raised Lin Qiao's chin.

The man's fingers suddenly pressed against Lin Qiao's tender skin.

Lin Qiao's face suddenly turned red.

What is he doing?
Did he want to kiss her?

Lin Qiao's heart beat faster, feeling that in such a quiet environment, her heart was beating against the wall of her heart forcefully.

Mo Siting raised his hand to touch her face, "Does it still hurt?"

Lin Qiao suddenly came back to his senses.

It turned out that he was looking at his injuries.

Lin Qiao stammered, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Mo Siting took out an ointment, applied it on his finger, and gently applied it against her cheek.

The ointment was slightly cool, and it was applied on Lin Qiao's slightly scalded skin.

"I... I will do it myself."

Lin Qiao felt that this posture was really unacceptable to her, and she could feel Mo Siting's warm breath spreading on her face.

Mo Siting glanced at her, did not refuse, and put the ointment on the bedside.

"This ointment was brought back from abroad by a friend. It is very effective in removing scars. You should use it once in the morning and evening."

"Well," Lin Qiao added, "Thank you."

Mo Siting left the ointment behind, turned around and walked out.

He went straight to the balcony.

At this time, night fell, and there were already thousands of lights.

Mo Siting lay on the railing, looked into the distance, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lowered his head to swallow it.

A faint smell of tobacco filled the air.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly there was an impulse in his heart that he had never felt before.

He picked up his cell phone and called Song Feng.

Song Feng answered the phone, "Old Mo?"

"I asked you to take care of Lin Qiao. She was suspended from school, do you know that?"

"Forehead."

Song Feng really didn't know about this.

During the recent period, the anti-drug brigade didn't talk much about it, and even quarreled with Zhao Yanran.

He was too busy to take care of himself, so he called Lin Qiao occasionally to inquire about the situation.

Lin Qiao is also a character who reports good news but not bad news.

"Are you back?" Song Feng asked.

"Well, I just came back and settled Lin Qiao's matter." Mo Siting didn't mean to blame Song Feng either.

Everyone has their own business, Song Feng and Zhao Yanran have done a good job.

"Then you..." Song Feng has not forgotten Mo Siting's original intention of returning to the army, "Have you figured it out?"

"This matter... is not a problem of being unable to figure it out, but..."

Mo Siting bent down, "I seem to really like her."

Every day in the army.

Mo Siting can basically receive messages from Lin Qiao.

He hasn't responded to a single message.

He wants to give himself a completely free time to calmly sort out this relationship that has grown out of the chaos.

But in fact, there is no peace of mind.

That day, the moment he received a call from Professor Song, he became flustered.

Although Lin Qiao always showed indifference on the surface, in fact, he understood her and was more sensitive and delicate than anyone else.

When he asked for leave immediately, took the latest flight back, and saw Lin Qiao who was safe at home, his heart suddenly ached.

She pretended to be herself, unwilling to show the secrets of her heart, those soft sore spots to others.

Her tenacity, her growth, and her softness all made him feel sorry for her.

At this moment, Mo Siting finally recognized his own heart.

He really fell in love with this little girl who was six years younger than him.