Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao was completely stunned.

She seems to have become a disabled person, a puppet that can only be moved by others.

She didn't know what else Mo Siting said, and she didn't even know why he hung up the phone. She just kept the same posture, motionless.

Can't move, can't speak.

Adjutant Bai noticed Lin Qiao's anomaly, and leaned over to listen. The phone had been hung up long ago, and there was no sound at all.

He came over and wanted to take the phone from Lin Qiao's hand.

But unexpectedly, Lin Qiao held the phone very tightly and didn't relax at all.

Lieutenant Bai looked at Lin Qiao's slender knuckles, which were already whitish, "Miss Lin, the instructor has hung up the phone, let go."

Only then did Lin Qiao relax slightly, and Adjutant Bai took the opportunity to pull the phone out of her hand.

Adjutant Bai didn't know what Mo Siting said on the other end of the phone.

However, from the expression of joy and joy on Lin Qiao's face when he received the call, to shock and grief, to the current ashes.

Adjutant Bai suddenly thought of a word.

th.

It's just that.

When Lieutenant Bai touched Lin Qiao's fingertips just now, he noticed that her fingertips were cold, so he got up and went to the kitchen, intending to cook a bowl of ginger soup for Lin Qiao.

After carrying it out, Lin Qiao was no longer on the sofa outside.

"Miss Lin?"

Adjutant Bai walked to Lin Qiao's room with ginger soup in his hand, knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He didn't intend to continue typing, but suddenly he thought of what Mo Siting said before, 【Look at her carefully, don't let her do stupid things. 】

stupid thing?

Suddenly, a shock flashed through Lieutenant Bai's mind.

He yelled loudly.

"Miss Lin! Miss Lin, are you in there? Hurry up and open the door, I'm here to bring you ginger soup!"

No one answered inside.

Lieutenant Bai didn't know where the spare key was, so he turned sideways and firmly slammed his shoulder against the door panel.

Bang, bang, bang, one sound.

Suddenly, just when Adjutant Bai was about to use all his strength to slam into the door, the door opened from the inside.

Adjutant Bai was startled, and hurriedly stopped, barely stopping, so he didn't put it on.

The expression on Lin Qiao's face was very calm. He glanced at Adjutant Bai, took the ginger soup from Adjutant Bai's hand, and drank it all in one go, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

Adjutant Bai raised his hand, "Hot, you..."

Lin Qiao had already finished drinking.

She wiped the corners of her mouth, then put the bowl in Lieutenant Bai's hand again, her eyes were calm and calm, as if there was no wave in a piece of stagnant water.

"Adjutant Bai, don't worry, I won't seek death."

After saying this, she closed the door.

Adjutant Bai looked at the bottomed bowl in his hand, and recalled Lin Qiao's last look in his mind.

He turned around with some doubts, thought for a while, then stopped suddenly, and finally realized what Lin Qiao's eyes were just now.

Those are the eyes of the dead.

It is the eyes of a dying person looking at the world with his own eyes.

Adjutant Bai immediately had goose bumps all over his body.

It seems that the instructor's worry is not superfluous. He has to watch Lin Qiao carefully these few days, and he must not let such a young girl in her prime die like this.

Lin Qiao didn't sleep all night.

Perhaps it was because she had fallen asleep before the storm, was awakened by the lightning, and was startled, unable to sleep again.

The storm continued overnight and the forecast issued several warnings for thunder and high winds.

The Education Bureau also issued a notice that all schools will be closed for half a day and the schools will be repaired.

Zhu Ting called her to tell her the news.

"Did you know? There was a storm yesterday! I was awakened in the middle of the night, and I stood at the window with my parents and looked out! You don't know, a big tree so thick in front of my house requires three people and hugs The book was blown down just like that! It was cut in half, but I was dozing off at that time, and I missed such a thrilling scene! I heard that the glass of our school was pierced by the flying branches!"

Zhu Ting was chattering on the other end of the phone, while Lin Qiao was calm on the other side, occasionally humming or nodding.

Zhu Ting, who had rough nerves, finally noticed Lin Qiao's difference.

She suddenly stopped her eloquence, "Lin Qiaoqiao, did you get scared silly by yesterday's storm?"

"No."

"I don't think you are such a timid person. Besides, Mo Siting is back," Zhu Ting joked with a smile, "You are so happy to have your boyfriend by your side!"

Lin Qiao was expressionless, but his heart seemed to have been pierced, and the wind leaked in.

"My dad told me to go downstairs to sweep the floor. See you at school this afternoon!"

"Ah."

Lin Qiao hung up Zhu Ting's phone and turned to look out the window.

When she heard Zhu Ting's heartless, cheerful voice, she felt that sometimes, being single is not bad at all, at least it will protect herself from harm.

Even though Mo Siting is more happy when he is with her than when he is alone, but at this time...

Her mood index has already reached a negative number.

Lin Qiao felt that compared with Zhu Ting, she seemed to be a very old man.

In the afternoon, when Lin Qiao went to school, Mo Siting called Adjutant Bai, came back, packed his things, and sent Lin Qiao the house transfer contract.

Adjutant Bai followed behind Mo Siting, "Instructor, I don't think you should be so cruel to Miss Lin, she really likes you."

"But I don't like her."

Adjutant Bai: "..."

If you don't like you, why did you date someone before!
If it was in their era, if the partner didn't rush to get married, he would be playing hooligans!
Adjutant Bai moved his lips, and just about to say something, he suddenly saw Mo Siting's left ear pierced with a shiny black earring.

He rubbed his eyes, fearing that he might have made a mistake, so he took a closer look.

Oh my dear mother!
"Instructor, did you have your ears pierced?!"

Mo Siting stopped in his tracks, and gently rubbed his fingers on his earlobe, "How is it?"

Adjutant Bai: "..."

I don't know how to describe it.

In the past, I always felt that even if Mo Siting was cold, standing like an iceberg, it was purely cold, so cold that no one should get close to him.

But now, he suddenly felt that the instructor in front of him had become a little... um, evil?It's like the feeling of a soldier ruffian.

Mo Siting didn't seem to want to get Adjutant Bai's approval either.

He turned around, walked to his room, opened the door, glanced at the furnishings inside, and frowned again.

"Vulgar."

Adjutant Bai: "..."

What vulgarity?Isn't this the decoration drawing drawn by you yourself, the decoration material you bought, and the decoration you bought yourself?Now I judge my own room as vulgar, isn't that a bit too self-harming?