Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"What, you are pregnant with Mo Han's child!"

Mrs. Joe couldn't care about the burn on her leg, so she stood up from the sofa.

When she blurted out these words, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

She widened her eyes, opened her lips slightly, covered her lips with one hand, and pointed at Su Qing's belly in disbelief with the other: "No...no...it's impossible...our family Mo Han clearly...he clearly...no Maybe, how could you..."

"Yeah, ma'am, do you want to say that your family Qiao Mohan is obviously not working, how can I be pregnant with his child? Maybe, this child was born by me out of love with someone, right?"

Su Qing's tone was faint, and the expression on her face was light and breezy.

In words, it was as if what she said was a matter of other people's family.

But the more indifferent she was, the more Mrs. Joe felt uneasy. Seeing the coldness between her eyebrows, she felt that her heart was sinking continuously.

Such an indifferent one doesn't take their Qiao family seriously. Isn't that what it means to be confident?

But Su Qing is an ordinary woman, why is she so confident?

Only if the child in that belly is real can she be so confident!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Qiao only felt a cold sweat from her back.

But at the same time, there was an excitement deep in my heart.

Mo Han's illness in their family, could it be... could it be healed?

"Su Qing, Miss Su...Where are you going? You are with us Mo Han all day, how could you go out with other men. Alas, don't rush to go, come, come... come and sit, let's sit first Come down and have a talk."

Regardless of whether Su Qing's belly is real or fake, Mrs. Qiao will never allow her to leave at this time.

She must ask clearly, must ask clearly what is going on.

"Let’s talk? Okay... Just now, Mrs. Joe said that I took the check and disappeared immediately... Now that the check is in hand, I should do what I said. Now that we have brought it, please remember Mrs. Joe Just tell Qiao Mohan for me, I'll leave first, and I won't stay here to hinder Mrs. Joe's eyes."

"No, no, no eyesore, no eyesore, not an eyesore at all. A check is a check. It's another matter for me to leave you to sit with me. Miss Su...Oh, not Xiaoqing, don't go, come... …Sit with me."

Even if the pain on her calf hurts to death, Mrs. Qiao still gritted her teeth and walked over, pulling Su Qing back.

Just kidding, it's this time, how can you let Su Qing go.

This is a major matter for the Qiao family. Now let alone a check for 200 million, even a check for 1 billion is given, and you can't let anyone go!

"Oh, since Madam wants to talk to a younger generation like me, then I will sit down for a while. But I don't have much time, I can talk for ten minutes at most, and I have to go to the studio later. The filming is not finished."

"Set?" When Mrs. Joe heard it, she was anxious, "How can we go to the set! There are so many people on the set, and how rude the people are. If anyone doesn't have long eyes, I will hit you. Good grandson is not..."

"Well, dear grandson?" Su Qing tilted her head and frowned.

"I hit me, what does it have to do with your good grandson, where's your good grandson?"

Mrs. Qiao was taken aback, and pointed to Su Qing's belly and said, "You... isn't it the good grandson of our Qiao family?"