Prison Marriage

"It's really oily and salty."

He Qingmao let go of Tan Jin's arm abruptly, glanced at her, and said, "You will suffer in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Tan Jin smiled brighter, "Then I really have to thank Mr. He for his suggestion."

He Qingmao didn't speak any more, but went upstairs sullenly. Tan Jin's legs hurt badly, so he lay on the sofa all night. Early the next morning, Tan Jin was woken up by He Qingmao's voice scolding the servant angrily.

"Madam sleeps here, don't you know how to get her up there?" He Qingmao's anger was a little strange, how could he have cared about these things before.

"Okay, what are you scolding him for? You are so hypocritical, I'm afraid it's because Miss Fang is angry, and you can't solve it yourself, so you vent your anger on others. "

He Qingzhao glared at Tan Jin, "I have nothing to say."

Tan Jin's smile trembled wildly, seeing He Qingzhao striding out, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

She packed up and went to the company.

As soon as she arrived at her office, she saw the employees outside pointing fingers. She managed to survive until noon. When she went to the bathroom, she suddenly heard two employees chatting.

"Hey, do you know that our chief designer, Tan Jin, has an affair with Mr. Mo, who we are going to take over?"

"No way, isn't she married? Hey, how can there be such a person..."

The voices of the two people's discussion gradually faded away, Tan Jin came out of the toilet, the rumors were too scary.

She had to think of a way to stop such rumors, but she also invited Mo Xiangbei for dinner tonight, what should I do...

On the top floor of Fengchao Group, Fang Qiaoai looked at He Qingmao eagerly, those eyes seemed to be able to pinch water.

"Okay, I'm going to be your office secretary!"

He Qingmao looked up helplessly, looked at Fang Qiaoai's innocent eyes, and dialed the number of the personnel department.

"Hey, let me know that Fang Qiao'ai is acting as my secretary temporarily, so you don't need to find someone else."

"Brother Qingmao is the best, and I love Qiao Ai the most!" Fang Qiaoai immediately took a photo and posted it on Moments. It happened to be seen by Tan Jin's colleagues, and she immediately told Tan Jin.

"Hmph, I really know how to find opportunities."

Tan Jin put down the sketch she was drawing, and directly sent Mo Xiangbei a message to go to dinner.

Fang Qiaoai supported her head and looked at He Qingmao who was reviewing the documents, and suddenly said, "Do you know that the Shen Group has already reported that Tan Jinhe..."

"Shut up, I don't want to hear these nonsense things. Have time to do what a secretary should do!" He Qingzhao wanted to get angry for no reason, probably because of the mess about Mo Xiangbei and Tan Jin.

Fang Qiaoai was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then I'll help you see if there are any documents..."

Seeing that Fang Qiao'ai was about to go out, certain childhood memories rushed into He Qingzhao's mind, and he regretted the heavy words just said. After all, there is evidence for Tan Jin and that bastard.

"Wait a minute." He Qingzhao stopped Fang Qiaoai who was about to go out, "Come and have a meal with me."

Fang Qiaoai turned around, looked at the sad He Qingmao with some joy, and walked quickly to He Qingmao's side on high heels.

"Are you still worrying about Tan Jin?" Fang Qiaoai whispered in He Qingmao's ear, and she gently pressed He Qingmao's temple.

He Qingmao stood up, Fang Qiaoai's hands were in mid-air, and she looked at He Qingmao with some embarrassment.

"Okay, let's go eat."

He Qingzhao picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair, and his frown was like a springboard for adding fuel to Fang Qiaoai's eyes.

But before she could react, He Qingzhao had already walked out of the office.

Fang Qiaoai trotted to keep up with He Qingzhao's pace, and the sound of high heels collided loudly in the empty corridor.

He Qingzhao said with some displeasure: "Don't run around in high heels from now on." The injury to Tan Jin's left foot last night was still fresh in his memory.

Fang Qiaoai was stunned for a moment, "You used to like me wearing high heels very much."

He Qing frowned, and suddenly stopped, "That was before."

Fang Qiaoai was frightened by He Qingmao's sudden stop, but she still didn't understand why He Qingmao was so indifferent to her today.She walked quietly behind He Qingmao, trying not to make any noise from her shoes.

When the two arrived at the underground garage, He Qingmao couldn't bear to watch Fang Qiaoai walking carefully.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm just afraid that you'll sprain your feet. You can walk as you usually do." Putting his hand on the car door, he let Fang Qiao'ai get into the car first.

Fang Qiaoai breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily He Qingzhao just loves me.

She sat in the co-pilot happily, and He Qingmao got into the car from the other side.

"What to eat?"

The two said this sentence almost at the same time, and finally Fang Qiaoai bowed her head in embarrassment.He Qingzhao smiled and said, "Don't you like spicy food?"

Before Fang Qiaoai could react, He Qingmao had already driven the car out of the underground garage.

Fang Qiaoai was a little puzzled, when did she say that she likes spicy food?Could it be that he still remembers every word that the little girl said at that time?
Shaking her head, Fang Qiaoai looked at the scenery outside the car window, thinking about how to cover up today.

He Qingzhao was driving very fast, and arrived at the place in a short while. Fang Qiaoai watched He Qingzhao open the door for her with a smile on his face. When he saw the signboard, it turned out to be a Sichuan restaurant.

He Qingmao is not very familiar with this place either.

It's just that Tan Jin and Mo Xiangbei's date last time happened here, and when he thought about it, he didn't get angry.

He took Fang Qiao'ai into the restaurant. At the front desk, he suddenly saw Mo Xiangbei walking past, and his doubts burst out instantly.Mo Xiangbei went to the bathroom, he looked around, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of that familiar face in a private room with the door open.

"Okay, do you still dare to come?"

He Qingzhao walked to the next door to the private room without saying a word. Although the private room here is partitioned off, the conversations between each other can be heard clearly.

He even heard Xiao Ying's voice from Tan Jin's cell phone.

He Qingmao held the cup Fang Qiaoai handed him in his hand, and took a sip intentionally or unintentionally.Fang Qiaoai only thought that He Qingmao just took a fancy to this private room, and didn't notice anything unusual.

She looked at the menu by herself, only to realize that she really couldn't eat any of the dishes on it.

But He Qingmao couldn't be found out, she looked at He Qingmao who seemed to be in a daze, and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

He Qingmao's eyes were lowered, Fang Qiaoai's thoughts were not on Fang Qiao'ai's side at all, Fang Qiao'ai saw that He Qingmao ignored her and walked out by herself.

She passed by Mo Xiangbei, maybe Mo Xiangbei had been away for too long, Fang Qiaoai didn't recognize him.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Mo Xiangbei looked at the smiling Tan Jin, "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm full." Tan Jin put down her phone, and she couldn't help frowning as she felt a faint pain in her left foot.

Mo Xiangbei noticed Tan Jin's strangeness, and asked with some surprise: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Tan Jin shook her head, "It's okay, it's just that I accidentally knocked my foot yesterday."

Mo Xiangbei hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong? Have you called for a doctor?" He squatted down, and before Tan Jin could react, Mo Xiangbei had already grabbed his leg.

Tan Jin was a little embarrassed and wanted to pull his foot out, but this soldier had a lot of strength and couldn't struggle by himself, so Mo Xiangbei said he took advantage of the opportunity and gave Tan Jin a push.

"I was in the army, and I had massage with an old Chinese medicine doctor in the army. It should have relieved the swelling after the collision. Do you feel better now?" Mo Xiangbei's strength can just relieve Tan Jin's pain, But it's not so gentle, it feels a little comfortable when pressed.

Seeing that Tan Jin didn't respond, Mo Xiangbei continued, "Your leg must have something to do with your husband."

He Qingzhao raised his eyes suddenly when he heard this, but saw that Fang Qiao'ai was already sitting on the seat, and the dishes were already set on the table.

But they were all light dishes. He looked at Fang Qiao'ai and didn't say anything, but he couldn't let go of every word from the next door. What is this Mo Xiangbei going to do?
At this moment, Fang Qiaoai noticed something strange about He Qingzhao. She listened carefully, but when she turned sideways, she heard a familiar voice over there. Is it Tan Jin?
she came here?Could it be that he was with that Mo Xiangbei again...

She couldn't sit still, could it be that He Qingzhao ignored her because of Tan Jin?

Fang Qiaoai stood up eagerly, but seeing He Qingzhao's sharp eyes, he glanced at Fang Qiaoai, and said coldly, "Sit down."

Fang Qiaoai couldn't let go of such a good opportunity, but because of He Qingmao, she sat down and waited and watched.

"I..." Tan Jin was silent for a long time. She never thought that Mo Xiangbei would ask such a question. Even if she knocked it accidentally, it was possible. How could he be so sure that it had something to do with He Qingmao?
"It's just carelessness, it's nothing."

Tan Jin touched her left leg, the pain from last night still pierced her nerves, "Don't worry, just rest and rest will be fine."

Mo Xiangbei didn't stop what he was doing. He looked at the uncomfortable Tan Jin and said, "Is there anything else you need to hide from me?"

He Qingmao slammed his hand on the table, and Fang Qiaoai was startled, it was Mo Xiangbei who was right!
Her heart immediately regained her composure. For her, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to discredit Tan Jin. Seeing the blue veins popping out of He Qingzhao's forehead, she felt delighted again.

But He Qingmao didn't take the next step. She was a little puzzled, but she continued to listen to the conversation next door.

Tan Jin was a little hesitant. She really wanted to tell Mo Xiangbei what happened last night, but reason told her that she couldn't.

Mo Xiangbei stopped his movements, "Xiao Jin, if you have been wronged, you can come and find..."

Before the word "I" was uttered, the door of the private room was knocked open. Mo Xiangbei was still holding Tan Jin's leg in his hand. Tan Jin felt He Qingzhao's murderous gaze, and she twitched her leg suddenly. When he came out, he saw Fang Qiaoai standing behind He Qingmao with a smile on his face.

She frowned, and her words of explanation turned into sarcasm.

"Mr. He is here too? It's a coincidence. Why, Secretary Fang also likes Sichuan cuisine?"

He Qingzhao stared at Tan Jin who was sitting calmly on the chair, "I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

After speaking, he rushed forward and pulled Mo Xiangbei who was still squatting on the ground by his collar. His strength was so great that Mo Xiangbei didn't react for a while.

"I'm afraid Mr. Mo hasn't understood what I said. Tan Jin is my wife. Mr. Mo respects himself."

The faces of the two men were very close, and Mo Xiangbei could clearly feel the smell of gunpowder on He Qingmao's body, but he didn't care, and just pushed his hands away from the collar.

He Qingmao was a little surprised that Mo Xiangbei could take his hand away so easily.

"I have nothing to do with Xiaojin. If you really care about her and love her, you shouldn't disbelieve her." Mo Xiangbei's understatement made He Qingmao very annoyed.

But He Qingmao still relaxed a little, and he tidied up his clothes that were messed up because of too much movement.

"How do I love my wife? It's not up to you, an outsider, to discipline me."

He paused, looked back at Tan Jin, and continued: "However, I accept Mr. Mo's concern for Tan Jin for my wife. I also ask Mr. Mo not to touch my woman again."

my woman?

The hearts of Tan Jin and Fang Qiao'ai fluctuated at the same time, but before Tan Jin could react, the pain in her wrist pulled her back to reality.

"Go back with me."

He Qingmao's undeniable voice sounded above her head, she was dragged away by He Qingmao before she had time to put on her shoes, Mo Xiangbei stood where she was, feeling a little bit unbearable, but Yu Li shouldn't interfere in their affairs anymore housework.

But how could I put Tan Jin down, looking at Tan Jin's shoes thrown on the ground, I felt a dull pain in my heart.

Fang Qiaoai was still thinking about the phrase "my woman" that He Qingmao said just now.

When did he admit that Tan Jin was his woman?

Is everything I have done going to waste?Just as she was staring at the messy floor of the private room in a daze, Mo Xiangbei's cold tone sounded in her ears: "Fang Qiaoai."

Fang Qiaoai came back to her senses and looked at the tall man in front of her.

She sneered and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so infatuated and unrepentant. Does he like to meddle in other people's marriages so much?"

"Oh." Mo Xiangbei snorted coldly: "I'm afraid Miss Fang thinks too much of herself, Mo is ashamed, dare to ask where Miss Fang has the face to say that I interfere?"

Fang Qiao's pretty face was distorted to the extreme.

"Don't talk to me in such a tone of yin and yang. I don't need to listen to your nonsense. Let me tell you that if you want to chase Tan Jin, I'm 1 happy. Don't say I won't help you. Tan Jin and He Qingzhao , but it’s just a name, the person He Qingmao loves is me. What is she, Tan Jin..."

Fang Qiaoai raised her head and looked arrogantly at Mo Xiangbei's increasingly cold face.

"Miss Fang, it's better not to disturb Tan Jin, otherwise, I have ten thousand ways to make you disappear."

Mo Xiangbei pushed Fang Qiaoai away and walked out of the private room on his own. Fang Qiaoai was in a hurry and stepped on her high heels a few times, unexpectedly her feet hurt extraordinarily.

She sat down angrily, rubbing her ankles, the words of He Qingmao still echoing in her mind.

"Don't touch my woman again..."