Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan took a step forward, pressed the door close button of the elevator, and pressed the first floor.

However, the elevator key board seemed to be malfunctioning, not even a trace of red light, and the elevator door was still open, motionless.

For some reason, Qiao Zhinuan felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The space in the elevator is small and cramped, like a cage at this moment.

Qiao Zhinuan took a deep breath.

This is in the city center, and the security of the office building has always been very good. It should be that the elevator failed. She can go up after finding a safe passage.

The negative floor is the garage, which is used to park employees' vehicles in the office building.

No one has ever set foot on the negative second floor.

Going out now, I feel that the open eyes are bright.

This is also an underground garage, but the garage on the second basement floor is more spacious and more beautifully decorated than the one on the basement floor.

In the open space, a car was parked.

The car is luxurious silver-white, and the model is streamlined. It is a world-class top sports car.

Although Qiao Zhinuan didn't have much research on luxury cars, he was still a little curious when he saw a world-class sports car, so he walked over to take a look.

The glass is reflective and covered with a color film.

Qiao Zhinuan saw that there was no one here, and her bra suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so she held her bra against the car window and adjusted the shoulder straps.

In the next second, the window glass slowly lowered.

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened in astonishment.

There is someone in this car!
"Miss Qiao, you are quite open."

Mo Siting's handsome face was revealed, his eyes gleamed playfully, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the gaze from the car window was just at the same level as Qiao Zhinuan's chest.

Qiao Zhinuan backed away again and again, her face turned red quickly, and the tips of her ears turned red.

Originally, no one would have made such an action, but now she was seen by someone!
And this person is Mo Siting!
shameful!
"Get in the car."

Qiao Zhinuan quickly came back to her senses, "Is the elevator something you asked someone to do?"

The elevator can be fixed on the first floor without stopping, and it will continue to descend to the negative second floor, and...

She glanced back, and the elevator door was closed when she got down.

Mo Siting propped his elbows on the window sill, slightly raised his jaw and stared at her, "It's me."

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, "Yes, it's you, you are President Mo, of course you have the right to do this."

She felt that she had a deep sense of oppression, and she would be prevented from going downstairs.

"Get in the car." Mo Siting only thought that Qiao Zhinuan was losing his temper, "I'll take you to dinner."

"I've already made an appointment for dinner, so I don't need to bother President Mo."

Mo Siting's eyes darkened suddenly, "Who are you dating?"

"This is my freedom, it has nothing to do with you."

Qiao Zhinuan turned around and walked towards the safe passage.

There was no sound of footsteps coming from behind, but she could feel the two eyes glued to her body from beginning to end.

Qiao Zhinuan walked quickly to the safe passage and tried to open the door, only to find that the door was locked!

She pulled hard twice, but she didn't move at all!
The headlights behind her turned on, and a bright light was cast on her side.

Qiao Zhinuan turned around, and saw the silver-white sports car slowly approaching, and it happened to stop no more than five meters in front of Qiao Zhinuan.

Her legs were a little weak, but she couldn't move at all.

She had never felt this way before, as if her body had been firmly controlled and she couldn't move.

The driver's door opened, and under the bright headlights, the man stepped forward with slender legs and walked over slowly.

Qiao Zhinuan finally found the strength in his legs the second he approached, and turned around to run.

"what!"

The waist was hugged, and then pressed against the door behind him.

Mo Siting narrowed his eyes, "Who are you eating with? Zheng Xiqiao from the finance department?"

The man's warm breath sprayed on Qiao Zhinuan's face, and the male hormones that burst out densely enveloped Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan sensitively sensed that the man was in a bad mood, and the air-conditioning from his body was threatening. She stumbled and said, "It's just a colleague."

"No."

Mo Siting's fingers lingered on her waist for a while, then moved upwards to caress her earlobes.

Qiao Zhinuan's earlobes are shiny and beautiful, without piercings, and Mo Siting rubbed them fondly.

Qiao Zhinuan's legs were a little weak, and his voice was weak when he spoke again, "Mr. Mo, you can't be so domineering..."

"That's how domineering I am."

Mo Siting bent down and hugged Qiao Zhinuan horizontally, tore off Qiao Zhinuan's silk scarf and threw it on the ground.

"My silk scarf!"

"No more."

Mo Siting leaned over to put Qiao Zhinuan into the car, bent over and helped her fasten her seat belt.

Qiao Zhinuan leaned tightly on the car seat, "It was a gift from someone else, you can't be so unreasonable."

She wanted to push Mo Si Ting away, but was blocked by Mo Si Ting, who immediately pressed him on the car seat.

"what!"

The switch of the car seat was touched by Mo Siting, and it immediately fell flat. The man's body bullied him, "Since you are my woman, you should listen to me."

Qiao Zhinuan's back stiffened suddenly.

How did she almost forget it?

She is now a woman who approached Mo Si Ting to pay off her debts. To put it mildly, she is Mo Si Ting's woman, but to put it badly, she is his lover.

She has no right to refuse.

This is a game.

It can be said that the only one who stopped was Mo Siting.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, the color on her face had almost faded, she bit her lip, lowered her eyelids, "I understand."

Mo Siting kissed her on the lips, "Then let's go eat, huh?"

"it is good."

The car drove out of the underground garage and came outside. The sunset glowed, and Qiao Zhinuan saw Zheng Xiqiao's car parked by the side of the road.

The car drove past Zhengxi Bridge without stopping.

Zheng Xiqiao just turned his head, and he didn't know if he could see clearly. The woman sitting in the co-pilot just now was Qiao Zhinuan?

He called Qiao Zhinuan.

"Zhinuan, are you down?"

"Sorry, I have something to do today, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Xiqiao's tone was a little disappointed, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No……"

Mo Siting held the steering wheel with one hand, took Qiao Zhinuan's phone with the other, and hung up immediately.

Zheng Xiqiao listened to the busy tone in his ear, looked at the call records on the phone suspiciously, and dialed another number.

Qiao Zhinuan's phone rang again.

She wanted to reach out to grab it, but Mo Siting said in a flat voice, "Don't take it."

Qiao Zhinuan withdrew her outstretched hand and curled her fingers.

The phone rang, then rang again.

Qiao Zhinuan stared at Mo Siting with puffy cheeks, and seeing that he didn't respond, he muttered: "Tyrant!"

"Ok?"

Qiao Zhinuan tugged at the corner of her dress, turned her head to look out the window, "It's nothing."

Mo Siting remembered that it was five years ago, that rebellious girl who was underage, also had a face of reluctance, lowered her head, grabbed the hem of her school uniform, and angrily called him a tyrant.

Five years on, everything has changed.

Nothing has changed.

The phone kept ringing persistently.

Qiao Zhinuan was also a little worried.

She hesitated for a while, and then looked at Mo Siting flatteringly, "This is an ordinary colleague, I just explain a few words, if I don't answer the phone, he will probably think that I have been kidnapped and call the police!"

Qiao Zhinuan deliberately made alarmist words, and Mo Siting couldn't help but smile when he heard that.

"I asked you to answer the phone, what reward are you going to give me?"

"What reward?" Qiao Zhinuan was stunned.

Mo Siting nodded his face.

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, the king of the business kingdom of the Mo family group would ask her... for a kiss? !

When Qiao Zhinuan heard the phone ringing again, she felt anxious, pulled on her seat belt in a hurry, and quickly rubbed against Mo Siting's cheek sideways.

Like a feather, it slid across gently, as if scratching the tip of Mo Siting's heart, bringing an itchy touch.

Qiao Zhinuan immediately took the phone and connected the call.

"Xiqiao, I'm fine... I accidentally pressed the hang up button just now, the phone was muted and I didn't hear it..."

Mo Siting's temples twitched.

Calling him has always been President Mo. Mr. Mo is so affectionate when calling a colleague like this?

Qiao Zhinuan hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief, but felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped by two degrees, cooling down.

Mo Siting drove very smoothly, and Qiao Zhinuan didn't feel any discomfort at all. Moreover, his heart, which was restless just now, calmed down inexplicably.

Very strange.

I always feel that such a peaceful scene is inexplicably familiar, as if she has experienced it before.

Suddenly, lightning and flint!Messy images flashed through her mind.

She was wearing a miniskirt, painted thick smoky makeup, had an afro head, lowered her head, looked at her nose, nose, and heart without saying a word, and she was so guilty that she wanted to pretend to be an ostrich and bury her head in the sand.

And the man sitting on the sofa, crossing his slender legs, holding a cigarette at his fingertips, and glancing over with his eyes, turned out to be Mo Siting!
Qiao Zhinuan frowned tightly, covered her head in severe pain with both hands, and bent down with a painful expression on her face.

Mo Siting reacted immediately and slammed on the brakes.

"Zhi Nuan?"

He stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Zhinuan who was bending down, and held her shoulder and called her, "Zhinuan?"

Qiao Zhinuan had a splitting headache, looked at Mo Siting with a dazed look, and suddenly became one with the man in his memory.

It's just that the Mo Siting in the picture in his mind is a bit uninhibited.

Has she seen him before?
Qiao Zhinuan did have a period of rebellion in the past. When he was a student, he liked to vilify himself, mixed with bad students in his class, and mixed up in society.

I can't remember what happened afterwards.

She asked her mother before, and her mother was not mentally ill at that time. When Qiao Zhinuan asked such a question, she directly reprimanded her severely: "Don't think about things you can't remember clearly! With such a little time, you might as well think about it." How to make more money to support the family!"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't even ask after that.

Mo Siting pressed his fingers on Qiao Zhinuan's temples, gently helping her press.

Qiao Zhinuan relieved a little, shook his head, "Thank you, I'm fine."

Mo Siting frowned slightly, "Motion sickness?"

"No, it's just a sudden headache." Qiao Zhinuan shook his head, "I'm fine now."

Mo Siting looked down at the tears on Qiao Zhinuan's eyelashes, and frowned. Just now he could see how painful it was, which made Qiao Zhinuan cry from the pain.

Qiao Zhinuan looked at Mo Siting with foggy eyes.

When facing Mo Si Ting, she always inexplicably felt a special sense of familiarity in him, and even her heartbeat seemed so ignorant and abrupt, which made her fearful and want to get closer.

She blurted out, "Have we... met before?"