Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

He is an honest officer, resolute and resilient, and he would never do such a thing as peeping.

Lin Qiao was about to be torn apart by the two forces in his heart.

She pricked up her ears and heard the outside door knock.

Mo Siting went out?

Lin Qiao quickly jumped up from the chair, opened the door and poked his head out, and called cautiously, "Mo Siting?"

There was a shadow at the door of the kitchen, Lin Qiao was startled, and hurriedly said: "I... come out to drink some water, I'll go back to do my homework right away..."

After the words fell, Lin Qiao realized that he had mistook the freezer for Mo Siting.

What a fool she is.

Lin Qiao exhaled heavily. Just as she was about to turn around, she saw a note on the dining table. She walked over quickly and picked up the post-it note.

Mo Siting's words were written on the note.

Really went out.

For some reason, when Lin Qiao saw the handwriting on this note, she felt a faint sense of loss and loneliness in her heart.

She looked at the handwriting on the note. It was beautiful and strong, like the green pines and cypresses in winter, soaring into the sky, and she said the words like her own. Only now Lin Qiao really understood the meaning of this sentence.

His handwriting is so beautiful.

Lin Qiao returned to the desk with the note, and compared his own words again.

It's ugly!Unsightly!
So unworthy.

Put together with Mo Siting's words, it's like heaven and earth!

It was at this time that Lin Qiao made up her mind that she would start to practice handwriting seriously so that her handwriting could be comparable to that of Mo Siting.

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Mo Siting went to find Song Feng.

The case of Song Feng's drug lord group is coming to an end.

Because of Mo Siting's advice, during the new year's eve, the case of this drug lord gang went smoothly.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, just wait for the summary to be reported to the superior, and then wait for the court to open.

It is also rare for Song Feng to have a relaxing time period. During working hours, he just sits in the office and reads newspapers and drinks tea.

When Mo Siting came, Song Feng had just brewed a pot of the new high-quality Longjing tea.

"Old Mo, you are really lucky. You came just after I made tea."

As Song Feng said, he picked up a new cup and poured a cup of tea for Mo Siting, "Taste it."

Mo Siting sat down on the sofa, took the teacup Song Feng handed over, took a sip, and put it aside casually.

Song Feng looked at the pale expression on Mo Siting's face, "You look like a person who has eaten good food, and I can get the best tea here. You have a disgusted look on your face, and you will take it back Don’t forget about me as the eldest and youngest of the Mo family.”

Song Feng's tone was half-joking, but looking at Mo Siting's face, he still had no expression on his face. He was sitting on the sofa, his black eyes seemed to be a cloud of thick black mist, which couldn't be dispelled.

It was only then that he realized that Mo Si Ting might be here for some serious business, so he restrained the joking look on his face, and leaned over, "Old Mo, did something happen?"

Mo Siting frowned, and suddenly looked up at Song Feng, "How did you feel when you liked Zheng Yanran?"

Song Feng: "..."

The cracks on his face cracked open little by little.

"I thought it was serious! What you said was really..." Song Feng was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized what Mo Siting had just asked, and his eyes widened, "You...don't you, Wan Wan, you? Nian Popsicle is finally going to be civilized? Do you have someone you like?"

Mo Siting glanced at him, "If you ask me, just say, what are you doing with me again?"

"Isn't it your business?" Song Feng said, "Yanran and I didn't have any special feelings when we first met. The feeling of falling in love at first sight doesn't belong to us. It's the feeling she gave me in the subsequent relationship. ...It's very comfortable, every inadvertent movement can make my heart skip a beat, and then I'm with her naturally."

Mo Siting didn't speak, and lowered his eyes, as if he was chewing Song Feng's words.

Song Feng added another sentence: "When I like her, if she takes the initiative to chat with me, I will be happy for a long time. If there is something around me, the first thing I think of is to share it with her."

Mo Siting still didn't speak.

Song Feng leaned over, "Are you...are you tempted by Sister Qiao?"

Mo Siting raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were filled with words: How do you know?

Song Feng snapped, "I knew it."

Mo Siting and Lin Qiao lived under the same roof. Although they didn't share the same room, he could tell that Mo Siting cared about Lin Qiao very much, and it was the Chinese New Year who had abandoned the Mo family and came to accompany him alone. Watching Lin Qiao celebrate the New Year, he also found Professor Song to make up lessons for her, and he also tried his best to celebrate Lin Qiao's birthday.

When had he seen Mo Siting like this before?

In the past, Mo Siting never cared about such small matters.

Treating Lin Qiao so well now, even if there is no spark between the two of them now, there will be crackling one day.

Mo Siting lit a cigarette, "Then what should we do?"

"Then what should I do?" Song Feng still didn't understand, "If you like it, go for it, anyway, you're not a kid anymore, Yanran and I were in love for a year when we were in high school."

"But she's underage," Mo Siting exhaled a smoke ring, "I'm six years older than her."

Song Feng was silent.

This...is an insurmountable gap after all.

If Mo Siting's identity is simply an ordinary military officer, it's fine. At worst, when the marriage trial comes, Lin Qiao will go through the back door and wash off the dirty water on her body.

The key is that Mo Siting has another identity.

He is the only son of Mo Chongfeng, who is also the next head of the Mo family.

Song Feng knew very well about the marriages of the wealthy families, and they were more or less involuntary.

Song Feng also smoked a cigarette, and the sparks on the cigarette butt were flickering, "You...are you attracted to Sister Qiao?"

Mo Siting was silent for a long time before shaking his head, "I don't know either."

He has no experience, has never been in contact with many women, and has never turned his mind towards this.

Now that such a quirky little girl suddenly appeared in his life, cracks finally appeared in Mo Siting's heart that had been as cold as a rock.

"Then... how about this? If you are not in the army, you should return to the army. When you go back, you will continue to be your instructor. I will take care of Lin Qiao for you."

Mo Siting looked at Song Feng, "You?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Is it appropriate for you to be a man and take care of a little girl?"

Song Feng: "..."

It's like you're not a big man.

Song Feng waved his hand, and didn't care about anything with Mo Siting, "Okay, I still have a wife, I'll ask Yanran to come with me, okay?"