Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao crossed his legs, propped his phone up, and sat on the head of the bed, "It's rare for you to send me a video, don't you need to train today?"

"Come for a surprise inspection and grab your pigtail."

Lin Qiao: "...What kind of pigtails do you have for me to catch? I am definitely a three-good student now."

"Which three are better?"

"Good study, good conduct, good sports!"

"I see you, just do sports," Mo Siting said, "Why didn't you go to Professor Song's class last week?"

Lin Qiao pursed her lips, thinking in her heart that she had already told that old man Song that she took a temporary leave just once, but who knew he would sue Mo Siting who was thousands of miles away.

Humph.

"Where did you go?" Mo Siting looked at Lin Qiao's small face.

The girl's eyes flashed, and he knew what she wanted to do.

Lin Qiao went to find Su Zhaohuan at that time.

It was because of Song Wanqian's pregnancy.

This matter is related to the reputation of senior sister Song Wanqian. She and Zhu Ting have agreed that no one will say anything, not even her own parents, so as not to make it bad if it gets out.

She hesitated for a long time, but did not make up a lie.

Anyway, Lin Qiao was self-aware and knew that in front of Mo Si Ting, even if she had nine tails, she couldn't hide it, so she simply stopped talking.

Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, "It's hard to say?"

Lin Qiao nodded hastily.

This idiom is simply too correct.

Mo Siting asked again: "Who is it about?"

"Mo Siting, let me ask you a question," Lin Qiao said, "If a man allows a girl to conceive before marriage, and he can't marry her for a short period of time, isn't that man a scumbag?"

Mo Siting frowned, "Is that you?"

Lin Qiao waved his hand hastily, "It's not me! I... I'm just making an analogy."

Mo Siting saw Lin Qiao's denial, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"That depends on the cause and effect. If you simply look at the result without background, you can't say whether this man is responsible or a scumbag, but can only say that he is not fully prepared."

"What is complete preparation?"

"Since you like a girl, why don't you take measures to get her pregnant? Why don't you get rid of the obstacles and marry her when you're pregnant? If it doesn't work, then you shouldn't start from the beginning."

After Mo Siting said these words, he suddenly trembled.

He thought of himself.

Such words seemed to be addressed to Lin Qiao, but at the same time, they seemed to be addressed to himself.

But different.

He would never let himself and Lin Qiao go to that point.

He will be fully prepared.

Lin Qiao didn't notice the slight change in the expression on Mo Siting's face, she nodded, thinking it made sense.

But Su Zhaohuan has no experience, and is only a 19-year-old boy, so how much can he think?
Thinking about it this way, I can't completely blame my brother.

She looked into the screen of the mobile phone and pinched her waist, "Then you called me today because you want to come to Xingshi to ask questions?"

Mo Siting said, "No, I'm asking about your vacation time."

Lin Qiao laughed, "Do you want to come back to accompany me?"

Mo Siting said in a businesslike manner, "There is a military exercise in summer."

The corner of Lin Qiao's mouth twitched.

Doesn't the underlying meaning of these words mean that he won't come back?

Then why ask on purpose, purely to give a hungry person a huge bowl, only to have two grains of rice.

Mo Siting said: "I will ask Adjutant Bai to pick you up and come to the military area to live for a while."

Lin Qiao's heart, which had almost sunk to the bottom just now, floated up again.

"Really?"

Mo Siting nodded.

Lin Qiao happily jumped up on the bed, "Long live!!"

Mo Siting smiled, "But the premise is, show me your final exam paper."

Lin Qiao: "..."

This is always the case.

With additional conditions.

However, with the plate of sweet dates that Mo Siting left at the finish line, Lin Qiao will be more happy to work hard, anyway, he has a final hope.

However, before Lin Qiao's final exam was over, Mo Siting sent Adjutant Bai to pick him up, and something happened.

I'm calling my parents again.

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On Friday afternoon, Lin Qiao received a text message from Song Wanqian.

[Today at five o'clock in the afternoon, my parents made an appointment for my surgery. 】

Lin Qiao immediately showed this text message to Zhu Ting, and the two of them made up their minds and decided to skip the last self-study class and go to the hospital to help!
Song Wanqian sent her the specific time, place and road map.

After discussing with each other, Lin Qiao and Zhu Ting decided that one would go outside to meet Song Wanqian, and the other would disturb the order.

Zhu Ting went to disturb the order, and Lin Qiao met Song Wanqian at the exit of the safe passage.

Just today, there was a group of family members of patients who came to the hospital to "make trouble", and even held up a white cloth to write a "blood book"...【Return my life】.

Lin Qiao and Zhu Ting winked.

Zhu Ting immediately understood, took advantage of the chaos and passed by, and then went to disturb the order.

At the elevator entrance, Lin Qiao saw Song Wanqian and her mother who had already walked up.

She stood by the elevator, disguised, but no one saw her.

She heard Song Wanqian's mother chattering, "I'd rather you not take the college entrance examination, and beat this bastard to me first! Don't think I don't know you, and want to delay time."

Song Wanqian walked aside with her head down, without saying a word.

The medical team in front started to mess up.

A member of the "team" rushed out and bumped into Song Wanqian's mother.

"Hey hey!"

Song Wanqian's mother fell to the ground at once.

Zhu Ting took the opportunity to grab her by the arm like a slapstick, "You can't leave it alone! My brother died a terrible death!"

Anyway, she doesn't have an older brother, so she isn't a curse person anymore.

Mrs. Song wanted to get up, but Zhu Ting seemed to catch her, and the brown sugar stuck to her body.

"Security! Where's the security!"

For a moment, the entire floor, in front of the operating room, was full of wailing and chaos.

The security guards of the hospital came quickly.

After they dispersed the troublemakers and waited for the hospital doctor to come to solve the problem, Song Wanqian's mother was helped to the VIP lounge beside her.

Her sideburns were disheveled, and the small bag on her body was crooked. "What are you guys? Is this a hospital? Can such a thing happen!"

The Song family is quite famous in Los Angeles, not to mention that the medical equipment in the hospital was donated by the Song family.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Song, we are really sorry..."

Mrs. Song took a sip of water to suppress her shock, "Forget it... Wan Qian, let's go!"

What she likes is the secrecy of this hospital. There is a familiar gynecologist who can kill her daughter's child without anyone noticing.

She turned around to call for someone, only to realize that there was no one behind her.

"Wan Qian?" Mrs. Song was shocked and rushed out.

But outside the lounge, where is the figure of my daughter! ?

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