You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Sheng Mumu did not expect to run into Qi Mo on the side of the road.

In the spacious rear row of the car, Qi Mo leaned on the leather seat, his legs were slightly open, and his posture was naturally stretched.

The knee seemed to rub against Sheng Mumu's knee.

She was about to move aside a little, but the man's mellow and deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

"What did she talk to you about, did she offend you?"

Sheng Mumu instantly understood that he was referring to Qu Hui.

She glanced at the driver's seat ahead.

The driver was driving the car without squinting.

For people who can work beside Qi Mo, tight mouth is the first element.

But related to Qi Shaobai's life experience, Sheng Mumu still didn't want to talk about it in the presence of a third person, and didn't respond to Qi Mo's words for a while.

Suddenly, the small partition in the car slowly rose, and the front and rear rows were separated into two spaces.

"It's okay, I can't hear you from the front."

Qi Mo gave her a "reassuring" look.

At the same time, she noticed that the corners of the man's lips twitched slightly.

Probably a kind of... approval for her thoughtfulness and rigor?

Sheng Mumu recounted what happened just now.

The part about Qu Hui expressing her sincere feelings and belittling her was not mentioned too much.

At first, she felt that Qi Mo wouldn't want to hear that, so she just said "she seems to like you very much" in a conclusive way, and saw the man frowned, not hiding her disgust.

Secondly, if she talked too much, she always felt like suing him for help. She didn't take Qu Hui seriously, so naturally she wouldn't mention it repeatedly.

Qi Mo stared into her eyes with unclear meaning.

He found that when she spoke, she was always very lively and beautiful, with bright eyes.

Probably due to consideration of the people in the front row, the voice was lower than usual, but it was still clear and pleasant.

Thinking of the way she hesitated and waited for the baffle to be fully raised before opening her mouth just now.

There was a faint joy in his heart.

She was thinking of him.

Sheng Mumu didn't notice the emotional change in the man's eyes. After talking about Qu Hui, she seemed to think of something suddenly, and said:

"By the way, I went to the hot spring in the afternoon. The manager there asked me if I needed to arrange dinner. I asked him to prepare some hot pot ingredients and deliver them to the villa. I won't go out to eat at night. What do you think?"

Qi Mo responded gently: "Okay."

"That's fine, just eat at the villa." Sheng Mumu bent her lips and smiled.

Because she had been outside the car just now, the tip of her nose and earlobes were slightly red from the cold.

Thinking that I can eat hot and spicy hot pot at night makes me feel happy.

It's July now, if she was in Beijing, she would definitely not consider eating hot pot.

Sticky and greasy, easy to sweat.

But the temperature in Shen City is completely different from that of Beijing City, and with the snow scenery that can be seen from the resort, eating hot pot here has a special flavor.

Qi Mo understood that when she mentioned this suddenly, she was definitely not just discussing what to have for dinner with him.

Instead, he didn't want to continue talking about Qu Hui's mention of Qi Shaobai's life experience, and didn't want him to think of unpleasant memories.

She is smart and knows how to keep her cool and avoid subtleties.

He appreciates her intelligence, and he always feels relaxed when he gets along with her.

However, this time, he didn't intend to follow her to change the subject.

His knuckle hand loosened the tie.

When Sheng Mumu was still thinking about eating hot pot, drinking carbonated drinks or fruit juice later, a pair of big palms suddenly covered her hands hanging on the seat, and patted her twice.

It's like the extremely natural body movements that a couple would have when chatting.

Qi Mo forced people's eyes to follow him: "Just now, did she speak rudely to you?"

The voice is gentle, but there is an indescribable overbearing force.

It seems to have to ask what happened.

Sheng Mumu paused.

It was probably at this moment that I really felt the desire for control and oppression in this man's aura.

It's not the kind of indifferent stare developed by being in a high position for a long time.

Instead, relying on his own talent and strength, let his confidence grow from his bones, and integrate with his muscles, bones and blood.

Surrounded by a powerful aura, Sheng Mumu didn't dare to lie:

"The tone is not polite, but it's just talking to myself, I'm too lazy to talk to her."

Just as she finished speaking, she saw his deep eyes narrowed.

The big palm covering his wrist tightened a little.

The man's sharp jaw gradually tightened visibly to the naked eye, his dark pupils were bottomless, and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions.

This is the second time she has seen this expression on this handsome and tough face.

The last time was when he took the post-it note from her car in the parking lot of the Qi Group Building.

Seeing that he didn't want to avoid the topic, Sheng Mumu asked directly:

"She knows Qi Shaobai's background, will she talk about it and cause trouble?"

She didn't want the Qi family to be in chaos because of this woman.

If it was said that in the past, only money and a fragile agreement relationship were maintained between the father and son of the Qi family, and after getting along for a period of time, now she really wants to consider them for them.

She didn't want to see the man in front of her with a straight back and the 17-year-old boy who was stubborn on the outside and sensitive on the inside, being hurt by rumors.

The man's pupils were as black as ink, and he looked at her for a moment.

The broad and big palm slowly moved away from her wrist, stretched upwards, and reached the top of her head, rubbing her hair.

The slender fingers slid along her hair to the ends, stayed for a few seconds, and then pulled away.

Action is gentle and restrained.

Didn't break that blurry boundary line in the "protocol couple" relationship.

Sheng Mumu blinked blankly, her watery eyes looked bewildered and unreasonably cute.

Along with the subtle touch on the top of the head, there is also the man's hoarse and magnetic voice:

"It's good that it doesn't affect you. Don't worry about the rest. I'll make her shut up forever."

A sentence with a chilling air brought Sheng Mumu's thoughts back from his daze.

Startled, he stopped speaking suddenly, lowered his voice and asked:

"Shut up forever...kill...kill your mouth?"

The man's complexion suddenly loosened, and a low and dull smile came from his chest.

The end of the beautiful eyes slowly raised, and the voice concealed a smile:

"Not what you think."

Sheng Mumu stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

scared to death.

If she knew that the man who slept next to her every day was a secretly lawless outlaw, she would really be scared to death.

Qi Mo turned his gaze to the outside of the window.

His eyes didn't fall on the real place, as if he was thinking about something.

The snow outside the window set off his sharp side face even more coldly.

Sheng Mumu didn't ask how he would deal with Qu Hui.

Some things don't need to be asked too clearly.

The tacit understanding and no need for words that adults should have, they already have it when they reach their age.

But the main reason why she didn't bother to ask more questions was not just because of this.

Sheng Mumu lowered her eyes, looking at the culprit who stopped her curiosity and disturbed her thoughts——

Those big palms still covering her wrists.

Through the clothing material, you can't feel the specific temperature.

She guessed that his hands should be hot.

Otherwise, how could her palms be dripping with sweat.

She couldn't figure out what it was like.

It's different from showing affection at the dinner party or in front of the wife in the villa area.

This time, it was completely private, with only two people.

The tenderness and possessiveness he showed the moment he stroked her hair just now.

She could see it.

He also knew she could see...