Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mrs. Mo Ya supported Lin Tian's shoulders, "Tian Tian, ​​mom is just worried that if you like someone who doesn't love you, your life will be very difficult in the future. He made another principled mistake. Since there is a mistress , then there may be a little four, such days are endless, unless he loves you and his heart is on you, this is the best weapon."

Lin Tian lowered her head, "Well, the mother I know, Si Ting said she likes me."

Mrs. Mo Ya didn't say anything, "Then you can rest, let the assistant handle the online affairs, and time will slowly dilute all these things."

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The old house of the Mo family.

Han Xiangjun put down the phone, feeling suffocated.

"Tell me, what's going on with Mo Siting? Why did another girlfriend come out halfway and admit it to her face? Where is the face of the Lin family?! Now that Mrs. Mo Ya is talking, my face is full of blood." Panicked with shame!"

"I just said, you didn't even ask Si Ting's opinion, but just pushed Miss Lin towards him, did you provoke rebellion?"

Mo Chongfeng sat on the sofa next to him, crossed his legs to read the newspaper, folded his arms, and pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Han Xiangjun glared at Mo Chongfeng, "Now you are making sarcastic remarks from the sidelines, when the time comes, you, an old man, will be poached into the headlines of the newspaper!"

She snatched the newspaper in front of Mo Chongfeng, balled it up in her hand, and threw it to the ground viciously.

"What are you doing!"

Mo Chongfeng blew on his beard, "I'm telling the truth, did you ask you to introduce someone to your son, and you said you wanted to introduce him?"

"Are you blaming me now?" Han Xiangjun's eyes turned red, "I'll help your son find a partner, care about his lifelong affairs, and find a mother who can take care of the family for your grandson. Now you say it's mine? I take care of it." Is it too wide?"

Mo Chongfeng lowered his head to pick up the newspaper, put the newspaper back on the coffee table and flattened it, "My children and grandchildren have their own blessings, I don't care about anything now, they are the same anyway."

Han Xiangjun stretched out his hand angrily and snatched Mo Chongfeng's newspaper.

This time, instead of falling to the ground in a ball, it was torn to pieces in an instant.

"Okay! I don't care. If you want to say that you don't care about your son, I'll take care of it now. You say I take care of it too much! In your eyes, have I always been a chicken that can't lay eggs? ? Anyway, since you were able to recognize Mo Si Ting, the illegitimate son, a few years ago, then you should go and recognize everyone outside!"

The veins in Mo Chongfeng's temples throbbed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who ever disliked you? Talk about a chicken that can't lay eggs!"

Han Xiangjun smiled, "Dare you say that when your mother was still there, did you never think about it when you mentioned it several times? I heard it clearly. At that time, the old lady asked you to find a representative, Pregnant, what happened! You didn’t even go to the hospital to get any sperm, but you made other women’s stomachs bigger!”

with a snap.

Mo Chongfeng raised his hand and slapped Han Xiangjun.

Han Xiangjun swallowed all the words that followed, she looked at Mo Chongfeng in shock, covered half of her face that was instantly red and swollen, "You... hit me?"

Mo Chongfeng also seemed a little confused, and looked down at his palm.

He curled his fingers unconsciously, "I..."

Han Xiangjun turned around and ran up the stairs, only to hear a slamming door upstairs, as if even the ground shook twice.

There was a dead silence in the whole villa.

The servant lowered his head and didn't dare to breathe.

I have been working in a wealthy family for a long time, and when I hear everything, it goes in my left ear and out of my right ear. I pay attention to my mouth, and I don’t hear anything I hear from a wealthy family.

After a while, there was movement on the stairs.

I saw Han Xiangjun coming down with a trolley case.

The servant saw it and hurried forward to help, "Ma'am, where are you going?"

Han Xiangjun pushed the servant away, "I'm going home!"

Mo Chongfeng pinched his brows, "What are you going to do, isn't this your home?"

"I want to go back to my mother's house!"

Han Xiangjun sniffed, "I was wronged at my husband's house, can't I go back to my mother's house?"

She dragged her suitcase and walked towards the door. Mo Chongfeng said: "What kind of family do you have! Stop making trouble, you just..."

"Why do I have no natal family? Why am I making trouble?!"

Han Xiangjun turned around abruptly, "I tell you, Mo Chongfeng, if you slap me, if you don't apologize to me, it won't be over!"

After she finished speaking, she bent down to change her shoes.

Han Xiangjun was also very slow for a while, but Mo Chongfeng didn't say a word except for the servant's persuasion.

She blocked the tip of her nose, opened the door and went out.

Mo Chongfeng couldn't bear it.

Didn't she already know it 30 years ago?

He never admits a mistake.

Even if he was really wrong.

Han Xiangjun put his suitcase directly into the trunk and started the car by himself.

The car poured into the traffic on the road, but she was puzzled.

Where is she going now?

Just like what Mo Chongfeng said, she has no natal family anymore.

The only elder brother is abroad, and his parents are long gone.

Even the Han family's original villa was sold off to pay off the debt when the Mo clan in Mo Chongfeng was in distress.

The butler hurried back to the main building to report.

"The lady drove out."

Mo Chongfeng said: "Ask someone to follow her to see where she has gone, just follow her from afar."

The butler took the order to leave.

In the huge living room, Mo Chongfeng was the only one left.

Although he is over fifty, the middle-aged man who still looks tough seems to have exhausted all his strength just because of the quarrel just now.

He slowly sat down against the sofa, propping his forehead.

The torn and shredded newspapers on the ground, and a piece of torn paper right under his feet, was a financial interview of his.

Now torn apart.

It seemed to be mocking his past.

Not long after, the housekeeper called, "Madam went to Fenglinyuan, where the young master lives."

Mo Chongfeng raised his head, "Okay, don't disturb her."

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Han Xiangjun's sudden arrival made Jiang Siyan almost stumble, and hurried outside to meet him.

"Old lady, let me come!"

When she saw Han Xiangjun dragging the suitcase out of the trunk, she was also quite frightened, so she hurriedly reached out for help.

Jiang Siyan came over with her head down, but Han Xiangjun didn't see her face.

He only felt a woman coming, and his brows frowned.

"Are you the mistress who made headlines?"

Jiang Siyan raised her head, "Huh?"

Only then did Han Xiangjun see Jiang Siyan's face.

"Oh, I was wrong."

Jiang Siyan: "..."

Han Xiangjun took two steps forward, then stopped suddenly, "Secretary Jiang, have you seen the mistress maintained in Si Ting's newspaper?"

Jiang Siyan: "..."

What to say?

Have you seen...or haven't you?
She shook her head instinctively, "No."

Han Xiangjun looked at Jiang Siyan suspiciously, "You really haven't seen it?"

"No," Jiang Siyan said, "I think it's just a rumor. There's no such thing as a mistress. President Mo has always been very devoted!"

Anyway, Miss Lin is not the one who is dedicated.

Han Xiangjun nodded and walked towards the villa.

Jiang Siyan pulled the suitcase and followed behind, "Madam, are you coming here... for a long stay?"

"Well, help me tidy up a guest room."

"……it is good."

Jiang Siyan looked at Han Xiangjun's back, and quickly edited a message on the phone with her fingers and sent it to Lu Bei: [Jianghu emergency, the old lady wants to live in Fenglinyuan. 】

When she slowed down a little, Han Xiangjun urged her.

"What are you dawdling outside, come in and clean up my room, I'm a little tired."

"Yes!"

Jiang Siyan hastily put the phone in her butt pocket, and came in resignedly.

She is really a very competent life assistant. Three generations of the Mo family have been handed over to her.

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On the other side, Lu Bei received the message and read it twice in surprise before taking it to report to the big boss.

Mo Qing leaned back on the seat, looking bored, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Hearing what Lu Bei said, his eyes slowly opened a gap, "That's it?"

Lu Bei: "..."

Isn't that a big deal?
He paused, "Yes, Secretary Jiang sent such a message, saying that the old lady has already lived in Fenglinyuan."

"I'll stay here as long as I'm here. Let Secretary Jiang take good care of me. We'll be at Biyou Villa tonight." Mo Qing took a signature pen and twirled it twice on his fingertips, and repeated it again, "Remember , it’s Biyou Villa, I’ll be back after get off work in a while.”

Lu Bei said yes.

When he reached the door and was about to go out, Mo Qing said again: "It's Biyou Villa."

Lu Bei: "..."

"Ask Feng Qiqi to prepare dinner."

"Yes."

Lu Bei walked out of the office, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The big boss was very straightforward in the past, and he is not a person with a bad brain. He will definitely remember the order once and remember it deeply in his heart.

But this time, Biyou Villa was mentioned three times in a row.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind!
He got it!

Recently, I thought that the big boss has transformed, with all kinds of high-profile and various bright shows, but in fact the essence has not changed, the same boring show.

Lu Bei immediately picked up his phone and dialed a number.

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Qiao Zhinuan was practicing in the computer room when he received the call from Lu Bei.

She turned her phone to silent, and it wasn't until last night when she looked at the set of test papers that she realized that there were four missed calls.

She took her mobile phone and went to the bathroom outside to call back. Before she could call back, the call came back from there.

Lu Bei gasped when he finally heard someone answer the phone, "Miss Qiao, you really scared me to death. I thought you blocked me, and I was going to change the number to call you."

Qiao Zhinuan smiled, "You didn't offend me, why should I block you?"

Lu Bei nodded again and again, "I don't dare to offend you, you..." is the future proprietress.

This sentence rolled on my lips, but I still didn't say it, fearing that I would be beaten.

He said: "Mr. Mo will go back to Biyou's villa tonight. He didn't have any social interaction. He ordered Feng Qiqi to make dinner and go back to eat."

"Oh."

Qiao Zhinuan replied lazily.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zhinuan returned to the computer room.

He Qianhe also just finished a set of test papers and stretched his waist, "Zhinuan, why are you going back to the dormitory?"

Qiao Zhinuan looked at the time, "It's nine o'clock, I don't have anything to do today, I can do more questions while I can grab the computer."

He Qianhe called out, "I finally have someone to accompany me today."

Qiao Zhinuan turned the phone to silent, tapped it on the table, opened another set of questions, and continued to practice.