Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mr. Song smiled, "Young Master Mo, you don't need to be so flustered. I am [-]% satisfied with Ms. Qiao, whether it is character or talent, and the premise is to let this fake fake out."

Mo Siting nodded, "So, what do you think?"

Mr. Song made a hand-to-hand movement, "Young Master Mo should also know the principle of striking first and then controlling others. Before Lin Tian or his competitors make a move, let's take advantage of it first." This matter is settled."

"You mean, before this matter, Jojo's identity should be announced first?"

"No," Mr. Song said, "after this matter is over and Lin Tian's reputation is ruined, it's the best time for Ms. Qiao to come back. At that time, it will be what everyone expects."

Mo Siting pondered for a moment, "I can't make up my own mind on this matter. I need to discuss it with Qiao Qiao and ask for her opinion."

"Okay, I respect your opinion."

"Then other than this matter, you can start other plans according to the original plan."

Mr. Song stood up and shook hands with Mo Siting, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

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Qiao Zhinuan had already ordered a meal for Mo Siting at the restaurant, and she didn't know how long Mo Siting was going to chat with that Mr. Song, so she ate a little to fill her stomach first, and took out her phone by the way to refresh the latest news.

Last night Mrs. Mo Ya had a dispute with Lin Tian at the gate of Lin Mansion.

It was a public area, and many reporters were squatting there waiting for the news, so the news of the quarrel had already come out, including Lin Tian's quarrel that made Mrs. Mo Ya so angry that she was hospitalized.

Qiao Zhinuan was in the hospital last night. Although she knew that this matter looked dangerous, Mrs. Mo Ya was also in the emergency room and was pulled out of the ghost gate. She is still in the ICU, but it didn't look like it. Now the rendering on the Internet is like this.

Some of the comments below even said that Mrs. Mo Ya was already dying and was pushed into the morgue, as if what she said was true.

Qiao Zhinuan frowned.

She couldn't resist replying.

【Did you see it with your own eyes?If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, don't talk about it. 】

The keyboard troll also replied in seconds: [You don't care if I saw it with my own eyes, I have the right to freedom of speech to speak now, even if Lin Zhiyuan becomes president, he can't kill my right to speak! 】

In this era of freedom of speech, how many people mistakenly regard the so-called freedom of speech as random slander, and become keyboard trolls. Anyway, through the computer screen or mobile phone screen, even if they talk about breaking the sky, they can't know what the other party is. Who is it, and what does it look like.

When Mo Siting walked in from the restaurant, what he saw was Qiao Zhinuan's eyes slightly narrowed, with a bitter expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Siting leaned on the seat behind Qiao Zhinuan with one hand, looked down at Qiao Zhinuan's phone, and saw these malicious remarks as expected.

Qiao Zhinuan raised her head, "The scene at the gate of the Lin Mansion last night was a hot news topic."

She took the initiative to take a seat inside, Mo Siting sat down, and didn't search for it with her phone, she just looked at Qiao Zhinuan's phone from top to bottom, frowning with.

This hot search is actually a fuse that Mr. Song said, and it happens to be able to detonate this matter. However, these behaviors of being a keyboard troll under the guise of so-called freedom of speech are still in private. Pointing at Qiao Zhinuan, this is unbearable.

He put the phone aside, "Eat first, this kind of malicious sunspot, don't look at it, it will affect your appetite."

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, "What did you tell Mr. Song just now?"

She hastily added, "If it's a secret, then it doesn't matter if you don't tell it."

Mo Siting smiled, patted his head, and rubbed Qiao Zhinuan's hair, "Is there anything I can't say, it's not a state secret, and there's something else, I really want to ask for your opinion."

"What?" Qiao Zhinuan blinked.

Mo Siting recounted the conversation he had with Mr. Song just now.

Qiao Zhinuan was taken aback when he heard it.

She wants to change her surname and officially become a member of the Lin family?

Mo Siting knew that Qiao Zhinuan would be surprised when he heard the news, so he didn't agree to Mr. Song immediately.

"I didn't agree to this matter for you. If you don't want to, don't mention this matter again. Mr. Song won't talk about it with your parents."

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head, "It's not that I don't want to, I just feel..."

Very abrupt.

Her current name, Qiao Zhinuan, was chosen by herself.

Ever since Lin Qiao, she has become Qiao Zhinuan.

But now, she was suddenly going to become another person, which made Qiao Zhinuan suddenly feel a little turmoil in her heart.

Mo Siting brought soy milk to Qiao Zhinuan, "Drink some soy milk first, we can take this matter slowly, don't be too impatient."

"Ah."

Qiao Zhinuan drank soy milk, and said to Qiao Zhinuan, "I changed it to Lin Zhinuan, isn't it... weird?"

"What's weird?" Mo Siting smiled, "You're still you."

Qiao Zhinuan was slightly taken aback.

Yes.

No matter what her name is, she is still her, she is Qiao Zhinuan, the former Lin Qiao, and the future Lin Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan took a bite of the steamed bun, and then said: "I can do it, if it can help my parents' career, I can also change it."

After the two of them had dinner, Lin Zhiyuan had already woken up, and had initially communicated with Mr. Song about the plan, and the people from the public relations department under him had already started to make preparations.

It started from last night when Lin Tian hospitalized Mrs. Mo Ya and sent her to the ICU.

Mr. Song first invited well-known media reporters in Ancheng to report on Mrs. Mo Ya's condition in real time.

When this news report was broadcast, Lin Tian just woke up from his sleep.

By this time, it was already afternoon.

When Lin Tian and the mixed-race man woke up in the morning, they came again, and it is now.

Lin Tian's hungry chest was already sticking to his back.

She rubbed her eyes involuntarily, pushed away the man who wanted to stick to him, "I'm almost starving to death."

The mixed-race man smiled, "I haven't fed you yet?"

Lin Tian directly blocked the mixed-race man's hand, "I'm serious."

The mixed-race man also knew that the two of them had spent enough time in the room, so he said, "Okay, I'll help you order takeaway."

The mixed-race man took out his mobile phone, and a pop-up news popped up.