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

The people who were standing around Qi Mo couldn't help but silently exchanged glances.

The air froze for a second.

The eyes of the men around were full of envy.

I sigh that it is good to be rich, to be able to marry such a stunner as a wife.

The eyes of the women around are also envious.

Envious of Mr. Qi, who has always been cold and restrained, let this woman cling to her neck and act coquettishly.

Simply unheard of.

As expected of a man who is used to various scenes, Qi Mo wrapped his generous palms around her slender waist.

The sound is deep and magnetic:

"coming."

This is a declarative sentence.

Being uttered by his sultry deep voice, there is a bit of the lingering feeling that has been waiting for a newlywed wife for a long time.

Sheng Mumu took a shallow breath, her back straightened.

The big hands around her waist felt a faint warmth through the fabric.

The big palm controlled the distance, and rubbed it lightly a few times just right, as if to appease.

Smelling Qi Mo's pleasant scent at close range, she was dazzled.

Hard to top.

It's hard.

This man is seductive all the time without knowing it.

If there were more occasions like today's pretending to be a sweet couple, Bao Buqi would really want to get on his boat.

"This is Mrs. Qi, right? It's better to be famous than to be famous. She is really a great beauty."

"Boss Qi is so lucky."

"I've never seen Mrs. Qi before. Have you ever been a star?"

"In the future, Mrs. Qi will come to participate in various receptions and auctions more often."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Qi, don't be reluctant to part with your little wife..."

……

Compliments flooded here like a tide.

Qi Mo bent his lips, and occasionally answered a few words, most of the time he replaced the answer with a smile.

There is alienation in the gentleness.

During the conversation, Sheng Mumu's hand slipped from Qi Mo's neck.

For acting, you don't have to hang up all the time.

Unexpectedly, when her hand was put down, Qi Mo's hand did not move away from her waist, and was still gently supporting her.

She glanced at him without any trace, and saw that the man had a handsome face without any disturbance, so she started psychological construction for herself.

Fine.

Who made you the gold master father.

Since they are husband and wife, it can't be regarded as a free fortune.

Thinking of this, Sheng Mumu's expression gradually became natural.

The few people who were talking about who Qi Mo's new wife is just now opened their mouths wide in surprise.

His eyes turned to Sheng Mumu from time to time.

"Why is Mrs. Qi different from the rumors?"

"Now I believe those reports that she is an amateur. Indeed, her face alone is enough to attract people." Someone sighed.

"Tch, who knows if it's the original one or not, how many injections have been given."

Someone had a sad look on his face: "Hey, it doesn't matter if it's original or not, the most important thing is that Mr. Qi likes it. You see, since Mrs. Qi came, Mr. Qi has never let go of her hand."

"so envious."

……

A middle-aged man walked up to Qi Mo with a cup.

"Hi, Mr. Qi, I'm Jack, the new CEO of Maoxing Group. I've been looking for a chance to chat with Mr. Qi. I don't know...is it convenient?"

Qi Mo finally let go of his hand, and clinked a glass with the man lightly with his chin.

Sheng Mumu saw that Qi Mo would not be able to leave for a while, so she turned her attention to the dessert table.

I was busy with makeup before going out, and now I am a little hungry.

When she was considering whether to eat strawberry cake or chocolate cake.

A voice came from behind.

"Beauty, I haven't seen you before, I don't know which daughter you are from?"

A young man with his head turned back appeared behind Sheng Mumu.

Judging by this posture and tone, it seems that she has just arrived. I don't know that she is a married woman and wants to strike up a conversation.

Sheng Mumu smiled and introduced herself.

"Hello, Sheng Mumu, Qi Mo's wife."

The young man's shoulders stiffened obviously, and his smile stopped, but the shaking of the wine glass in his hand betrayed his nervousness.

"Uh... ah... it turned out to be Mrs. Qi, who has looked up to her for a long time and offended her."

With that said, he lowered the glass and touched the wine glass in Sheng Mumu's hand.

Sheng Mumu took a sip, and responded calmly: "No."

The young man walked away.

The couple who were talking around Qi Mo just now started to joke when they saw this scene.

The lady smiled and joked:

"Hahaha, Mrs. Qi is young, and it's her first time attending a reception. She's treated like an unmarried girl. You can only blame Boss Qi for being too stingy. She hides her new wife at home for fear of being snatched away. "

The middle-aged man beside him had a thick voice and a smile.

"It's good to be young. I also want to be a teenager, and maybe I can compete with Mr. Qi."

The lady gave him an exaggerated look, "You? Come on, how could you compare with Boss Qi when you were young."

Amidst the laughter, Sheng Mumu hehehe smirked.

Mouth almost stiffened from laughing.

Suddenly, a pair of warm palms gently supported her waist.

Turning around to look, it was Qi Mo who had come back from chatting and naturally hugged her.

Qi Mo said in a faint voice, "What are you talking about?"

The lady answered, "We are talking about Mrs. Qi being young and beautiful. Several young men came to talk to Mrs. Qi just now."

The corner of Sheng Mumu's mouth was still smiling.

But he scolded mmp in his heart.

Even though he was alone, he turned into "several young lads".

Isn't this deliberately trying to provoke the relationship between husband and wife?

Fortunately, she and Qi Mo are fake couples, so he doesn't care.

Qi Mo didn't respond to the lady's words, and raised his arm lightly to call for a waiter.

The waiter caught the empty wine glass in Qi Mo's hand with a tray.

She didn't notice that when the man beside him lowered his head to put down his wine glass, his jaw tightened a bit.

Following that, the big palm on her waist tightened a bit.

Her curvaceous body was about to be pressed against him.

It seems to be declaring some kind of absolute sovereignty.

Sheng Mumu parted her red lips slightly, thought for a while, but didn't say anything.

He looked up at the man who was much taller than him, and conveyed the message with his eyes: Do you want to play conjoined twins all the time?

Hope he can understand.

Qi Mo's black eyes were deep, and no thoughts could be seen on his quiet expression.

Sheng Mumu: ...Okay, failed for the password.

She cast her gaze in the direction of the dessert table, intending to find a reason to slip away, and asked in a low voice:

"I'm going to get a piece of cake, do you want to bring one with you?"

Qi Mo lowered his eyes to look over, his brows moved imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "No need."

"Ok."

Sheng Mumu went alone.

When bypassing the crowd, many men present followed her with their eyes.

Looking at her back, Qi Mo noticed the way other men looked at her, and his eyes darkened dangerously.

After a while, he frowned slightly, raised his glass, and took a sip.

The man who looks silent and alienated on the outside actually has a wolfish nature in his bones.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to deal with the business field at a young age and earn a huge family fortune.

For a man who fights for every inch of land in the business field, it is almost an instinctive reaction to enclose land and draw lines.

When Sheng Mumu came back with two small cakes, the man's hand lightly clasped her waist again naturally.

Sheng Mumu didn't think much about it, and interpreted his actions as a way for the agreed couple to pretend to be affectionate in front of outsiders.

She held a plate of small cakes in one hand.

Both the strawberry and chocolate flavors look delicious.

Just as she was about to start, Sheng Mumu noticed that Qi Mo's gaze fell on her face.

She looked back and glanced down at the plate in her hand.

His bright eyes blinked for no reason, and he spoke slowly:

"Uh... Both are mine. You said you don't want them just now, so I didn't take your share."

After being silent for half a second, Sheng Mumu felt that it seemed inappropriate to say this again.

He provided her food and housing, swiped his secondary card for daily expenses, and still had 50 fixed pocket money per month, so there was no reason to be petty on a piece of cake.

He suddenly looked at himself, probably wanting to eat cake.

Since you want to eat, give it to him.

"The chocolate flavor is yours, I'll go and get it later."

She handed over the plate a few centimeters symbolically, her eyes sparkling and clear.

Qi Mo's eyes paused slightly, and he looked at her with an intriguing expression for a few seconds.

Then with a hint of laughter in his tone, he said:

"It's all yours, eat it."

Sheng Mumu blinked: "???"

If you don't eat, why are you staring at it?

……