Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

He said all of them.

Los Angeles City, without Song Feng, also without Zheng Yanran.

When I arrived in Ancheng, I returned to the Mo family.

But Lin Qiao was the only one who forgot about her.

Mo Siting was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "The house is left to you, you can live here forever, your school is here, and your friends are here too."

Lin Qiao suddenly felt that these words had an indescribably piercing feeling.

But, without you.

Lin Qiao wants to speak out.

She said: "Mo Siting, what happened? Why haven't you contacted me for so long? You never answered my calls. Did something happen to you in the army?"

Lin Qiao asked a series of questions, but Mo Siting didn't say a word.

It was so quiet.

Lin Qiao couldn't help it suddenly, "Where are you now? Mo Siting, I want to meet you!"

She thought that Mo Siting would refuse and would explain it clearly on the phone, but he agreed.

"Okay, let's meet at the Peninsula Cafe at eight o'clock tonight."

One afternoon, Lin Qiao was in a poor state of study.

He was absent-minded and absent-minded, and was called by the teacher several times.

Zhu Ting was a little strange. Lin Qiao had been in good spirits for a while, but why did he look like this again now?

"Jojo, are you okay?"

"No."

"Could it be..." Zhu Ting pondered for a moment before she spoke, "Could it be that Mo Siting has bullied you..."

"No."

"Then today at noon..."

Originally, everything was fine in the morning, but it was because of Zhu Ting's words that Lin Qiao suddenly made an abnormal move and ran out from the school gate. Even if she is still sitting in the classroom, she is still a typical student in Cao Ying. The heart is in Han.

Lin Qiao just shook his head, but refused to speak.

Zhu Ting also knew Lin Qiao's temperament. If she didn't want to say it, she wouldn't say it even if she said it a hundred times.

In the evening, Lin Qiao asked for leave and didn't go to evening self-study, and went home first.

She changed her school uniform into a clean long skirt, ginger yellow, which made her look slender and fair.

I found a coat outside and put it on, and put on a pair of beige flat shoes.

In his drawer, he found a pearl-and-diamond headband and tied it behind his head. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he was a tall and beautiful girl.

Lin Qiao took the key and went out.

She took a taxi to the Peninsula Cafe that Mo Siting had mentioned on the phone.

She opened the door and went in, and looked around, but she didn't see Mo Siting.

A waitress came up and said, "Welcome, who are you?"

Lin Qiao asked, "Has a gentleman surnamed Mo booked a box?"

"No."

"Then sit in the lobby, both of you."

The seat by the window happened to be that a couple had just left, so Lin Qiao sat down. He wanted to order a cup of coffee, but when he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered his physical condition and said, "Bring me a cup of jujube milk."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Lin Qiao came 15 minutes early.

From 45:[-] to [-]:[-].

The crystal wind chimes above the double-opening glass doors at the entrance made a tinkling sound, Lin Qiao turned to look over, and saw that Mo Siting had arrived.

Mo Siting was wearing casual clothes.

Haven't seen each other for nearly three months.

Lin Qiao looked at Mo Siting's face, his eyes, and the outline of his face. His whole body was tall and thin. It seemed that he was even thinner than before he left three months ago.

She stood up hastily.

But there was a moment of panic, and he knocked over the milk he was drinking in his hand.

She stepped back in a hurry, the ground was a little slippery.

"what……"

Lin Qiao took a deep breath, but fortunately behind her, the man had already put his arms around her waist first.

Mo Siting's hand seemed to rest on Lin Qiao's back, he supported her shoulders and pressed her on the seat, then turned around and called the waiter to clean up.

Lin Qiao looked at the white milk dripping down on the table, and his face was a little red.

No matter how fast Mo Siting moved, he couldn't resist Lin Qiao's skirt was splashed by milk, staining it in several places.

She pushed her long hair that was a little messed up behind her ears, and lowered her head.

The waiter cleaned up the things, Mo Siting ordered Lin Qiao another glass of milk, and ordered a cup of coffee by himself.

"Sorry, I have something to do temporarily, so I'm late."

Lin Qiao quickly waved his hand, "No, I came early."

In the past, Mo Siting had never been late for a date with Lin Qiao, but he would always arrive earlier than Lin Qiao for appointments, but this time he was late.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lin Qiao looked at Mo Siting's face, and suddenly felt that such a face was familiar yet unfamiliar.

Maybe it's because they haven't seen each other for three months?
The waitress brought a cup of milk and a cup of coffee and put them on the table. Lin Qiao said thank you, which broke the awkward atmosphere.

Lin Qiao held the milk cup with both hands and looked at Mo Siting.

"How has your time in the army been?"

Mo Siting nodded, "Very good, I participated in the special training and it's over."

"Oh."

It seems that the topic has reached an impasse again.

Mo Siting picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, "Did the kidnapping last time leave any scars in your heart?"

Lin Qiao shook her head quickly: "No, I've been fine."

She thought that Mo Siting would explain, why he didn't come, but he didn't.

She licked her dry lips, looked at the milk glass in front of her, "You... Did you call Brother Song to save me?"

"It wasn't me," Mo Siting said, "I couldn't get away at the time. It was the superior who directly conveyed the address to the staff of the anti-narcotics team in Los Angeles and informed them that there were hostages."

Such official words are plain and cold.

For a moment, Lin Qiao felt that he had heard it wrong.

It wasn't Mo Siting who called Song Feng here.

She finally couldn't control her introverted emotions, and the fingers holding the milk glass were trembling slightly.

"Then I was held hostage by Sang Lie at the time, didn't you care about my danger? You said on the phone," she paused, "you clearly said...you...you are going to come alone. "

"I did say that, but discipline is discipline. Your life should not be entrusted to me. A criminal like Sang Lie will naturally be caught by an anti-narcotics policeman like Song Feng to ensure the safety of the hostages."

"Me too?"

"Everyone is the same, there is no difference."

Lin Qiao's heart suddenly ached.

He sees her like everyone else.

Although she herself doesn't want to be so special, which girl doesn't want to be obedient?