Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

In order not to arouse others' suspicion, she could only swipe her phone to show the illusion that she was watching the video.

Sure enough, Su Qingqing's actions fooled everyone.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Inadvertently, she had already sent the message.

In Paris, Chen Dong sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and basked in the sunshine.

He only opened those red phoenix eyes when he heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone.

Glancing at the news, a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Well, that's what he was waiting for.

"Find a chance to go to the study on the second floor, there will be the answer you want."

With one word, Chen Dong threw the phone aside, opened his arms, and greeted the beauty of Paris.

A pair of Danfeng eyes are full of greed.

After receiving the order, Su Qingqing also put down her phone, scanned her surroundings, and pretended to be anxious.

With so many servants staring at her, how could she go up to the second floor?

From the moment she entered the old house of the Mo family to now, she never wanted to know what old man Mo knew to write?
It just so happened that Chen Dong said that there was a result, and of course she would try her best to get it.

"Ah—" The sound of the vase falling to the ground was mixed with the girl's shock, and the servants on the side surrounded her.

"How are you, Miss Su?"

This is Mrs. Mo's treasure. If they knew that they didn't take good care of them, they would be fired.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Su Qingqing raised her hand with a guilty expression on her face.

"Ah, Miss Su, you're injured, call a doctor quickly!"

I saw that Su Qingqing's hand had been stabbed by pieces of porcelain, and blood was still pouring out, which made people feel distressed.

But Su Qingqing ignored the wound on her hand, but crawled on the ground to retrieve the pieces one by one.

While looking for it, he muttered, "Don't throw it away, this is a pottery art I completed with Yu Han, it can't just be destroyed like this."

The anxious look really deceived the servants.

Miss Su is really kind and righteous!

So a group of people forgot their mission and followed Su Qingqing to retrieve all the fragments.

The trick succeeded, and Su Qingqing's eyes flashed with pride.

"Miss Su, thank you for finding the fragment, let's help you treat the wound first!"

"No, I don't want it, I want to fix this pottery."

Seeing a pile of debris, Su Qingqing burst into tears, as if all this was real.

"Don't bother me. I'll take these pieces upstairs to the cold room and slowly repair them. If I can't fix them, I will definitely not forgive myself."

Without waiting for the servants to answer, Su Qingqing went upstairs.

Seeing this, the servant didn't bother anymore.

After all, as long as they are still in this room, they have completed the task, not to mention Miss Su is so affectionate and righteous.

When Su Qingqing came to the house, she changed from her pitiful look just now.

Disgusted, he threw the fragments aside and stayed in the room for a while.

Hearing that the movement downstairs was getting smaller and smaller, she tiptoed out of the room.

When pushing away the old man's study, Su Qingqing was intimidated by the dazzling collection of classical essays.

It is not so much a study as it is a collection of books.

This place is simply a sea of ​​books, coupled with the antique bookshelves, it gives people the feeling of Mr. Mo, calm and inviolable.

Su Qingqing was intimidated by the dreary environment, she even planned to back down, but in order to know how much the old man knew, she still went in bravely.

But with so many books, who knows, where will the old man put the documents?

Time was running out, so Su Qingqing focused on the desk.

Without any explanation, he began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

But after turning over for more than ten minutes, there was still no progress.

Why not?A thin layer of sweat had already oozed from Su Qingqing's head.

Just when she was anxious, Su Qingqing caught a glimpse of a share purchase letter of the Su Group.

Su?

It may be because of the same surname, so Su Qingqing opened it curiously.

But as soon as I opened it, I was shocked by the signature in the folder.

These people...these people are all shareholders of the Su Group.

But why does it appear here?

When she saw the signature of Mr. Mo on the last column, she suddenly realized.

She said how could the Su Group lose money. It turned out that the old man had prepared all of this.

Fortunately, she still wanted to ask them to help, and the current situation is that people use swords and I use fish and meat.

It's no wonder that Su's situation is so serious, and Mozhe's company is not affected in the slightest. It turns out that all this has been planned for a long time.

What a bunch of cunning foxes.

Chen Dong, who was far away in Paris, slowly opened his eyes, looked at his watch, and pulled out a wicked smile.

"The time is just right, and the gifts are ready."

After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Su Qingqing's number.

"Did you see it?" Chen Dong's voice was very low, but he still couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart.

He had been waiting a long time for the day.

"..." Su Qingqing didn't speak.

It seemed that everything was under his control, and Su Qingqing had already seen that document as she wished.

"Do you still think that Mr. Mo is sincere to your family? If you are a real friend, you will never make trouble."

"Do you think such a person would ignore your lying?"

Chen Dong's thin lips, like a religious believer, destroyed Su Qingqing's defenses one by one.

Yes, she couldn't bet everything on him.

Shopping malls are like battlefields, and a little bit of benevolence will only make others worse.

"okay, I get it!"

After finishing speaking, Su Qingqing hung up the phone with a cold face.

At this time, old man Mo's car had already driven in, and the servants helped the old man out of the car, and Uncle Chen left the car.

"Where's Miss Su?" The old man asked anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

"Miss Su, Su is upstairs."

not good!

Before Mr. Mo had time to scold the servants, he walked upstairs quickly.

I knew that this girl was not simple, she could go directly to the second floor with her own strength.

It seems that he underestimated her.

When he reached the second floor, Old Man Mo looked at the half-opened study door, and sighed softly.

Pushing the door open, Su Qingqing didn't get up, but sat on Mr. Mo's boss chair.

It seems she already knows everything.

"Miss Su, don't you know that you can't throw things around without other people's consent?"

Old Man Mo looked at Su Qingqing with a half-smile, which made her unconscious.

No, she can't make a mistake, this contract belongs to their family, so it's not considered peeping.

"What is Mr. Mo doing? Don't you want to win together? Do you want to fly solo?"

This was the first time Su Qingqing talked to the Mo family like this, and she lost her usual cute side.

Now that she has figured it out, there is no need for her to pretend.

Throwing the document in front of Mr. Mo, his retracted hands clenched tightly.