After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

After Gu Zixuan's words were suddenly interrupted by Mo Beiting, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and his eyes wandered to look at Fang Tingting: "Ms. Fang, is this gentleman your boyfriend?"

As he spoke, he unconsciously shrank his neck, as if he felt a murderous aura from the cold and sharp gaze opposite him.

If they were not boyfriend and girlfriend, the man next to Miss Fang would not have such a reaction.

"Ah?" Fang Tingting was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

Why does Gu Zixuan ask this?

How could she and Mo Beiting be boyfriend and girlfriend?

They are just friends now.

Mo Beiting must have heard this question as well. I wonder if he would be embarrassed.

After all, they have no relationship, and he might mind being asked this question suddenly.

She couldn't help but glance at the cold man beside her, then quickly turned back to look at Gu Zixuan, stammering: "No...no, he...he is my...a friend."

As she spoke, her hands nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt.

When Mo Beiting heard this, his face instantly darkened. He no longer cared about the other people present, and stared at Fang Tingting with his hawk-like eyes without any hesitation.

Gu Zixuan was very happy after hearing this. He looked at Fang Tingting firmly with a smile on his face, "That's good. It's okay as long as he's not your boyfriend. I thought he was your boyfriend."

Fang Tingting smiled awkwardly.

She felt a little overwhelmed by the two gazes, and she tightened her grip on the hem of her skirt with both hands.

Seeing Fang Tingting at a loss, Su Qianman pursed her lips and frowned slightly, hesitating whether to help her break this awkward situation.

Tingting is the kind of introverted and quiet girl who feels embarrassed to refuse others.

Now she was being stared at by two men, both waiting for her answer.

She would definitely be nervous.

Thinking of this, Su Qianman said directly: "You guys..."

"Ms. Fang, I'll take you there. Mr. Gu, don't worry about it." Before Su Qianman could finish her words, she was inadvertently interrupted by Mo Beiting.

He took a big step forward, staring at Gu Zixuan, with a cold aura emanating from his body.

"That depends on what Miss Fang means." Gu Zixuan folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his eyebrows and said, his eyes full of provocation.

Miss Fang said it herself that she and this man are just friends.

He and Miss Fang are friends, and they are all competing fairly. Why should he give in?

Seeing that these two men were full of gunpowder, Su Qianman frowned and looked worried.

It seems that if Tingting doesn't choose one herself today, they will remain in a stalemate.

How to do this?

I hope these two won't fight.

You can hit me, but don’t hurt Tingting.

Leng Xiaochen on the side had a calm and composed look on his face, with his hands leisurely placed in his trouser pockets, watching everything quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Fang Tingting clenched her white skirt with two fingers, thought for a few seconds, raised her eyes and looked at Gu Zixuan with a smile and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Gu. Mr. Mo and I are going the same way. I'll take Mr. Mo's car back."

Hearing this, Su Qianman was slightly stunned and her eyes widened.

Tingting is going home soon.

Her home is in the east, while the Mo family and the Mo Group are in the west.

That’s a difference of more than 60 kilometers.

Is this on the way?

After hearing Fang Tingting's choice, the light in Mo Beiting's cold eyes softened instantly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose slightly.

Leng Xiaochen, who hadn't spoken a word the whole time, glanced at Mo Beiting intentionally at this moment.

Gu Zixuan pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and nodded: "Okay then, Miss Fang, goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he glared at Mo Beiting.

Tsk, what’s so great about it.

Isn't it just a little taller than him?

What good is there in having a cold and gloomy look?

Mo Beiting was not to be outdone, and his pair of black eyes looked directly into his.

What are you looking at?

Four-eyed boy.

"Goodbye, Mr. Gu." Fang Tingting still smiled and nodded gently.

There was a hint of apology in her smile, as if she was apologizing for the embarrassing situation.

Before leaving, Gu Zixuan looked at Su Qianman and said with a smile, "Goodbye, Doctor Su."

Su Qianman forced a smile and waved: "Goodbye."

Leng Xiaochen glared at Gu Zixuan's departing back with a sharp gaze and snorted coldly.

This kid...

Tired of living?

After Gu Zixuan left, Fang Tingting suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Mo Beiting with an awkward smile on her face: "Mr. Mo, I was just joking. Manman and I can go back together."

Mo Beiting's car was parked in front of the hospital. How could he take her there without a car?

I guess he just said he would give it to her just to contradict Gu Zixuan.

As soon as Gu Zixuan appeared, he seemed to have a cold face.

I don’t know why he hates Gu Zixuan so much.

Gu Zixuan is a nice person.

But the words just fell.

There was a low and powerful roar of an engine in my ears, the sound came from far away and made my ears buzz.

Everyone looked sideways and saw a Maybach shining with luxury, which made a sharp turn and stopped in front of everyone.

The car door slowly lifted up, like a pair of open wings.

A man in a black suit got out of the car and trotted to Mo Beiting.

He bowed slightly and handed the car keys to Mo Beiting respectfully with both hands: "Boss Mo."

"Yeah." Mo Beiting responded expressionlessly and reached out to take the key.

Fang Tingting looked at the scene with surprise.

Isn’t this car... in front of the hospital?

How did you get here?

Seeing Maybach's cool appearance, Su Qianman was stunned with her eyes wide open.

This Mo Beiting is quite rich and inhumane.

He really deserves to be a good brother of Leng Xiaochen.

Seeing Su Qianman's reaction, Leng Xiaochen rolled his eyes at Mo Beiting, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked disdainful.

This method is only slightly better than Chu Wenyao's.

But it's still low-level.

Like this.

He simply doesn't care.

Mo Beiting lowered his eyes to glance at Fang Tingting, then strode to the passenger door of the Maybach and made an elegant gesture of invitation with his big hand: "Ms. Fang, please get in the car."

The man stood next to the Maybach, his figure looking even cooler and more noble in the sunlight.

"Okay... okay." Fang Tingting came back to her senses and responded quickly.

She had just agreed to take Mo Beiting's car, so it would be inappropriate not to let him take her there.

You can't just use him, trick Gu Zixuan away, and then ignore him.

This is not good.

"Manman, I'm leaving then." Fang Tingting looked at Su Qianman and said gently, with a hint of apology in her eyes.

Then he nodded politely to Leng Xiaochen and walked towards the Maybach.

Mo Beiting helped her get into the car like a gentleman, with one hand above the door frame to prevent her from hitting her head.

Watching Fang Tingting get into the car and leave, Su Qianman frowned slightly, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with these two people.

There is a situation.

Tingting must be hiding something from her.

"Stop looking and let's go." Leng Xiaochen hugged Su Qianman's head and kissed her on the forehead.

Open the car door and let your wife get in first.

After Leng Xiaochen got in the car, the Rolls-Royce left.