He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Song Zhizhong's threat.

Qiao Wangshu didn't take it seriously.

Focus on the group's affairs.

Go home early after get off work.

Zhao Yunying is here again.

Waiting outside the villa gate.

See Qiao Wangshu’s car.

Just open your arms and block the car.

Wen Zhu stopped the car steadily.

Qiao Wangshu opened the car door and got out: "Didn't I tell you not to harass me again? Regarding your daughter's lawsuit, I won't be aggressive or do anything secretly. Everything will be decided by the court. If you harass me again, I will call the police to arrest you. As the biological mother of the suspect, you have repeatedly harassed the victim. The circumstances are serious. Detention for ten days or half a month is a light punishment."

Zhao Yunying was really helpless, so she cried and begged, "Miss Qiao, please, please understand my feelings as a mother. Xiaoya really knows she was wrong this time, I only ask you to sign a letter of apology so that Xiaoya can get a lighter sentence. She has done so many wrong things, she will definitely go to jail. Please, Miss Qiao, please have mercy on her and let her go this time."

Qiao Wangshu was getting a headache from Zhao Yunying's loud voice: "Ms. Zhao! Your daughter has repeatedly insulted my mother, provoked me, and ruined my reputation in the circle. This time, she even went so far as to frame me and murder me. I didn't add insult to injury, which was already magnanimous of me. Am I a saint? After she did those things, I should let her off easily? This is the last time I warn you. If you say one more word, I will call the police and arrest you immediately!"

Qiao Wangshu took a tough stance.

Zhao Yunying kept wiping her tears and didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that she stopped crying and begging, Qiao Wangshu said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

Zhao Yunying stepped aside to the side of the road.

Qiao Wangshu turned around and got into the car.

The vehicle snaked away.

Soon he disappeared from Zhao Yunying's sight.

Zhao Yunying stared at the route where Qiao Wangshu's car drove away, her eyes dark. For Song Wenya, she had thought of all the ways she could think of and done all she could. She had also asked Song Zhizhong several times, hoping that Song Zhizhong would come forward and let Qiao Wangshu sign a letter of understanding. But Song Zhizhong was only interested in regaining power in the group and didn't care about her daughter's life or death.

Since that's the case...

Zhao Yunying gritted her teeth.

An idea came to mind!

When Qiao Wangshu got home.

Mo Beichen has returned. He usually goes to work at the consortium from 9am to 5pm. Now that he lives in the Qiao family, he sacrifices his lunch break and finishes the consortium affairs early to come back early. He got off work at 3:30pm and went back to the Mo family manor to pick up Xiao Tuantuan.

Qiao Wangshu changed his shoes and entered the house.

Mo Beichen came over, accompanied by a little girl dressed in snow-white.

Handsome man.

Cute and adorable pet.

A warm feeling comes over you.

Qiao Wangshu smiled, bent down and stroked Xiaotuantuan.

Mouchen was unhappy: "Wife!"

Qiao Wangshu looked up and saw that the corners of his mouth were drooping and his expression was very aggrieved.

Being jealous of the puppy again!

This annoying man~

Qiao Wangshu stood up, threw himself into Mo Beichen's arms, gave him a big bear hug, and called softly, "Husband."

Mo Beichen's expression changed in a second, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He hugged the person in his arms again, and glanced down at the grinning little Tuantuan. That expression seemed to say: See, my wife loves me the most!

Xiao Tuantuan was laughing foolishly.

I wonder if it understands that its owner is jealous.

After dinner.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu held hands, with Xiao Tuantuan following beside them, as they took a walk in the garden of the Qiao family villa to digest their food.

Night falls.

The two went back to their room to rest.

Each of them took a shower.

A certain big devil started to get naughty, humming and kissing, touching her all over...

on this matter.

The big devil never seems to be able to be fed.

Qiao Wangshu kissed him deeply and refused, "We stayed up too late last night and we are very tired after working all day today. Besides, this bed is too old and the noise... is too embarrassing. Let's do it tomorrow night. Anyway, we have nothing to do tomorrow morning. Let's go shopping after breakfast. Let's buy a new bed. It's the changing season. I will also buy you some new clothes and leave them here. Have a good sleep tonight, okay?"

On the day she took control of the group, Qiao Wangshu said in the group that she would invite everyone to dinner. She has been too busy to spare time, and now all the work is done. This afternoon, she invited everyone to get together in the group on Saturday afternoon, and it happened that she had nothing to do on Saturday morning.

When Mo Beichen heard that his wife was going to buy clothes for him personally, he was delighted and nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

Qiao Wangshu pinched his face.

The two hugged each other and talked for a while, and before they knew it, Qiao Wangshu fell asleep in his arms.

Day two.

Saturday.

Woke up early and had breakfast.

Qiao Wangshu changed into a late spring dress. She was born gentle and beautiful, and her dressing style was also gentle. She wore a sky-blue knee-length pleated skirt, and her long, smooth hair naturally fell on her shoulders. Her delicate collarbone was faintly visible, and her waist was slender. Her skin was white, with a healthy light red. She gave people a feeling of cleanliness and clarity, and a peaceful life.

When he is not working, Mo Beichen is dressed casually, in a white shirt and black pants. He is wearing a long black windbreaker, and his cold white skin has a sense of sickness. Maybe it is the first time he went shopping with his wife, he is in a very good mood, and there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He is a handsome man, and this look is even more tempting, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Before going out.

Mo Beichen took the bag from Qiao Wangshu on his own initiative.

Qiao Wangshu was surprised at his sudden high emotional intelligence.

Mo Beichen looked down at Qiao Wangshu obediently, like a big tiger with its fur stroked: "I saw netizens say that husbands should help their wives carry their backpacks."

Qiao Wangshu smiled and said, "When did you start to like surfing the Internet so much?"

Mo Beichen pursed his lips: "What they said makes sense."

Mo Beichen knew where his shortcomings were. He had low emotional intelligence and was not good at making his wife happy. But he had always been a person with a strong learning ability. If he didn't know how to do something, he would just learn it. Nothing was difficult. After Qiao Wangshu fell asleep in his arms last night, he couldn't sleep. Thinking about going shopping with his wife the next day, he was excited and happy. So he posted a message online and asked for help from netizens.

Sure enough, I received quite a few responses.

He picked up some of the ones he thought were good and adopted them.

For example, carrying a backpack for my wife.

Qiao Wangshu took his hand and said, "Let's go."

Starting from Qiao's house, the younger sister Wen Zhu was driving today, and the older sister Wen Lan was sitting on the passenger seat.

The Qiao family villa was purchased many years ago. It is located within the Third Ring Road and has a unique geographical location, close to many large shopping malls.

The place that Qiao Wangshu brought Mo Beichen to was a comprehensive shopping mall.

It covers an area of ​​over 100,000 square meters.

They sell everything.

Qiao Wangshu first took Mo Beichen to pick a bed.

The two are usually very low-key, and the videos and photos on the Internet have been deleted. New things happen every day, and new hot topics will soon replace the old ones. Although the shopping guide felt that the two people looked familiar, she couldn't remember their identities for a while. They were seen walking hand in hand, and the man even carried the bag for the woman. There were obvious signs of ambiguity on their necks. I thought they were just an ordinary couple.

Let’s look at the bed.

Maybe he's preparing for marriage.