Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan hasn't set foot in Biyou Villa since Mo Qing left last year.

However, this time, he didn't go to the villa where Qiao Zhinuan used to live, but to find another person.

Qiao Zhinuan got out of the car, walked over, and knocked on the door.

She didn't know if there were still people in the villa at this time.

I had the attitude of giving it a try, but I didn't expect that the door would actually open from the inside.

Mo Shu stood at the door, "Zhi Nuan."

He invited Qiao Zhinuan in and walked into the kitchen, "What do you want to drink?"

"White water."

Mo Shu brought over the cold water cup, poured a glass of water from a disposable paper cup and placed it in front of Qiao Zhinuan.

"Thank you."

It has been a year since Qiao Zhinuan escaped from Mo Qing with the help of Mo Shu last time, time really flies.

Qiao Zhinuan drank the water in the glass.

"Brother Mo, I'll just say it directly. I have something I want to ask you."

"Well, let's talk."

"You said you are my brother's friend, I want to ask, my brother... did you say that, I..."

Qiao Zhinuan hesitated to speak.

Mo Shu tilted his head, and put the mug in his hand on the coffee table, "Did you tell me about your life experience?"

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Mo Shu leaned back on the back of the sofa chair, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Answer your first question first, I haven't told it to you, as for how I know, people are curious, Luo Min is not your mother, you must want to find out the truth."

Qiao Zhinuan was actually a little disappointed.

She thought that by finding the ink technique, she would be able to explore the clues of the truth back then.

But no.

Qiao Zhinuan took another two sips of water, "Then I have nothing else to bother you."

"I still have something to ask you." Mo Shu said.

Qiao Zhinuan: "Huh?"

Mo Shu asked, "Why was the wedding cancelled?"

Qiao Zhinuan looked down at the rippling water in the glass, "I didn't think about it."

Mo Shu shook his head, rubbed his fingers lightly on the cup, "Zhi Nuan, are you lying to me, or yourself?"

Qiao Zhinuan looked a little embarrassed, like a child whose thoughts had been seen through.

"I……"

"Even if you don't count the acquaintance between you and Mo Siting when you were a student, you have known each other for three years now, haven't you thought about it in these three years?"

Mo Shu's sharp words made Qiao Zhinuan lower his head involuntarily.

"I can't get over this hurdle in my heart."

"This is the real reason." Mo Shu got up, moved the teacup on the table, and poured a cup of tea for Qiao Zhinuan, "I thought it was you who turned back again."

Qiao Zhinuan blinked twice, "What?"

"You don't know?" Mo Shu said, "During this time, Mo Yuanhang has been blasphemy, saying that you left Mo Siting and ran away on the wedding day because of him."

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

"Look at the Internet, there are already a small number of people who believe his words, and they have picked up your relationship history, but Mo Yuanhang has no influence after all, so you don't need to worry about it, it's just some gossip That's all."

Qiao Zhinuan stood up, "I'm going to make it clear."

Mo Shu stopped her, "Wait for me to change clothes, I'll go with you."

Qiao Zhinuan was waiting at the door of the villa.

As the sun sets, under the orange light, a white two-storey villa like Biyou Villa seems to be immersed in the oil painting of the medieval sky-blue suburbs.

Mo Shu came out of the villa, and Qiao Zhinuan looked at the man.

He was wearing a black sports suit.

"I'm going to drive."

For a moment, Qiao Zhinuan thought she saw her brother Lin Yinran.

Maybe it's because of the congenial personality and temperament, so my brother's friend Moshu is so similar to my brother.

On the way, Qiao Zhinuan discovered that Mo Shu was not heading towards Mo Yuanhang's home.

"Where is this going?"

"Hospital."

"Who is hospitalized?" Qiao Zhinuan asked in confusion.

"Mo Yuanhang."

Mo Yuanhang has been transferred to the general ward.

When Mo Shu brought Qiao Zhinuan to the ward, besides Mo Yuanhang, there was another person in the separate ward.

Su Ruoyu was sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding a glass, and brought the straw in the glass to Mo Yuanhang's lips for him to drink.

Mo Yuanhang was lying on the hospital bed with several bruises on his face, two broken ribs, and one leg was covered with plasterboard.

Although it is not as good as the mummy's appearance, it can be seen that the injury is serious.

When Moshu appeared, Mo Yuanhang choked on a sip of water, coughing and his chest ribs vibrated, causing pain.

Su Ruoyu panicked, "Drink slowly," she hurriedly pulled out a tissue to help Mo Yuanhang wipe the water from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yuanhang blocked Su Ruoyu's hand, his chest heaved violently, and looked at Mo Shu who appeared in the ward, "What are you doing here again?! Do you want to hit me again?!"

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuanhang's appearance was actually done by Mo Shu.

"Why did I hit you, you don't know in your heart?"

Mo Shu walked in, and naturally gave way to Qiao Zhinuan who was standing behind him.

When Mo Yuanhang saw Qiao Zhinuan, his eyes were even more horrified.

Horrified, yet terrified.

"Zhi Nuan, why are you here?"

Su Ruoyu stood up suddenly, and she also stared at Qiao Zhinuan.

"Qiao Zhinuan, you still have to be shameless! Mo Siting abandoned you and didn't want you anymore, so you want to reunite with Yuanhang? You don't even look at your broken shoes, will Yuanhang want you? !"

with a snap.

Before she could finish those words, she was slapped on the face and fell to the side of the bed.

Su Ruoyu covered her face, "Moshu! You hit a woman!"

Mo Shu glanced at her coldly, "I never hit women, but you are an exception, so, Miss Su, you'd better be careful with your words and deeds, don't make me feel uncomfortable."

Su Ruoyu's chest heaved angrily, "Are you still a man! You beat your own brother, and even beat a woman. Are you sure we dare not call the police!"

"Whatever you want." Mo Shu spread his arms.

Mo Shu stepped forward, and Mo Yuanhang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly became stiff. Even if he couldn't move now, his eyes were the only source of fear that could be conveyed, like an ugly maggot, wriggling backwards.

"Don't come here, you... If you come here again, be careful and I will call the police!"

Mo Yuanhang shrank back in fear, and fell off the other side of the bed.

"what!"

His painful facial features were distorted.

Su Ruoyu hurriedly wanted to go over and help Mo Yuanhang up, but she was a woman after all, and a woman's strength was limited.