I Secretly Got Married To a Super Boss

Chapter 991: Is this the time to cause trouble?

Chapter 991 Is this the time to cause trouble?

 For Qiao Mianmian, this is nothing.

 She is not angry.

  Anyway, no matter what Mrs. Mo said to Mo Yesi, she would know it in the end.

And she didn't know how happy she was that she didn't have to stay with Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou.

"Mianmian, you..." Mo Yesi frowned and looked at her, thinking she was angry.

"I'm just going to hang out for a while and I'll be back later." Qiao Mianmian knew what he was thinking, and didn't care what Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou would think of her. After hesitating for a few seconds, she stood on tiptoes and looked at Mo Yesi's handsome face. He kissed her gently.

 In this case, he won't have random thoughts.

 Sure enough, her kiss was very effective.

The man's eyebrows relaxed, and he stared at her for a few seconds. After confirming that she was really not angry, he touched her head with a sigh of relief: "Okay, then you go out for a walk. You have the clothes with you. Money, do you want me..."

"No, no, I have enough money. When I don't have enough, I will ask you for it."

 “Okay.” Mo Yesi said dotingly, “If it’s not enough, just tell me.”

 The two of them showed off their affection invisibly.

Shen Rou gritted her teeth and dug her nails into her palms, but she couldn't feel any pain at all.

Mrs. Mo’s face never looked good from the beginning to the end.

The more Qiao Mianmian showed affection to Mo Yesi, the more angry she felt in her heart.

 She had already decided in her heart that Qiao Mianmian was a shameless woman.

 So even if Qiao Mianmian was just having a normal relationship with her husband, she would feel that she was deliberately seducing her son.

 It is the behavior of a foxy person.

   *

 After Qiao Mianmian leaves.

Mo Yesi returned to his desk and sat down. He looked at Mrs. Mo with a cold look and said, "Can we talk now? What is it that my wife needs to avoid?"

“Aunt Mo, let me avoid you too.”

Shen Rou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up and said very sensibly: "Aunt Mo, you and your mother have a good talk, and I'll wait for you outside."

Mrs. Mo thought that it was not good to say some things in front of Shen Rou, so she nodded and said, "Okay, you go out first."

   *

Qiao Mianmian came out of the bathroom and saw Shen Rou standing outside.

"Qiao Mianmian, let's talk." Shen Rou looked at her with cold eyes and said, "I think there are some things that we need to make clear."

 Qiao Mianmian looked at her and raised the corners of her lips: "Miss Shen, you didn't just stay outside waiting for me, did you?"

She just asked casually, but Shen Rou nodded and said, "Yes, I have indeed been waiting for you."

 Qiao Mianmian: “…”

Shen Rou looked a little impatient: "I said we should find a place to talk. What do you think?"

"OK."

 Qiao Mianmian thought of something and felt that it was necessary for the two of them to have a good talk. She nodded and said, "I also want to have a good talk with you."

 Mo's has a coffee shop.

 The two took the elevator to the coffee shop downstairs.

There were some employees having afternoon tea in the coffee shop. Some of them knew Qiao Mianmian and Shen Rou. When they saw them walking into the coffee shop, everyone looked at them frequently with the mentality of watching a good show.

  Wow.

 The president’s current girlfriend and his childhood sweetheart are actually in the same frame.

 Is this the rhythm of making trouble?

I heard that this childhood sweetheart came with Mrs. Mo today.

Are you protesting against your current girlfriend?

 Once a woman’s gossip soul is on fire, she can’t stop it.

After Qiao Mianmian and Shen Rou chose a seat and sat down, Qiao Mianmian didn't bother to beat around the bush and asked straight to the point: "Miss Shen, we'd better just talk about it directly if we have something to do.

 (End of this chapter)

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