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

Unable to find the culprit, Feng Junmu could only apologize to Mo Beichen first: "Third Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I don't know who bumped into me just now. I'm really sorry, sorry."

Mo Beichen was about to explode.

Qiao Wangshu is back.

Seeing that his face was extremely ugly and seeing the red wine stains on his white suit, Qiao Wangshu asked, "What happened?"

Mo Beichen's raging anger instantly turned into grievance, and he pulled her hand to complain: "Shushu, he threw wine at me!"

Feng Junmu simply wanted to die!

Why is Mr. Mo so childish?

When he was in kindergarten, he stopped complaining like this!

Feng Junmu apologized again: "I didn't mean it, Mr. Qiao, I really didn't mean it. Third Master, I'm sorry, how much is the clothes? I'll compensate you."

"Can you afford to pay for it?" Mo Beichen was furious: "This was done by Shushu himself."

Feng Junmu immediately understood why he reacted so strongly, and said guiltily: "I didn't know, I'm sorry, Third Master, I'm sorry."

Mo Beichen just lost control of his emotions.

Realize that you are too strong.

He immediately clenched his fist and coughed a few times, looking weak and unable to take care of himself.

Qiao Wangshu's expression really fell, and he hurriedly supported him: "Achen, are you okay?"

Mo Beichen felt wronged and said weakly, "Shushu, I'm cold."

Qiao Wangshu was so nervous: "I'll take you to change clothes."

Feng Junmu blamed himself and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I really didn't mean to do that. Someone bumped into me. I'm sorry."

Qiao Wangshu didn't have time to argue with him at the moment: "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, Achen is not feeling well and can't wear wet clothes. Excuse me."

The words fell.

Qiao Wangshu took Mo Beichen to the lounge to change clothes.

When attending a banquet, I usually prepare an extra set of clothes in the car in case of emergency.

No matter how much Mo Beichen liked the clothes made by Qiao Wangshu, he could not wear a suit splashed with red wine in such an occasion. It was too inappropriate. Besides, his physical condition did not allow him to wear wet clothes.

Mr. Mo San and the young master of the Feng family in Jiangnan had this incident.

There were many people watching the fun.

But no one dared to get too close.

After Qiao Wangshu took Mo Beichen away.

Hong Bin came forward. He had cooperated with both the Qiao family and the Feng family. It was he who introduced Qiao Wangshu and Feng Junmu to each other. He asked curiously, "Boss Feng, Third Master is targeting you like this. Is he jealous? You wouldn't..."

Feng Junmu knew that Mo Beichen was jealous, but Mo Beichen didn't give him a chance to explain: "I have absolutely no romantic feelings for Ms. Qiao, I just think she is... very kind."

"Kind?" Hong Bin was puzzled.

"Yeah." Feng Junmu laughed and said seriously, "I want to recognize her as my godsister."

"Ah?" Hong Bin was even more confused. So you don't want to snatch the man from the Third Master, but want to be the Third Master's brother-in-law? Awesome! Ambitious!

In the lounge.

Mo Jia's driver received a call from Qiao Wangshu and quickly delivered a clean suit.

Qiao Wangshu locked the door from the inside.

Change Mo Beichen's clothes personally.

Mo Beichen was reluctant to take it off, but it was wet, so he had to change it.

Change your clothes.

Mo Beichen refused to give in, his anger was hard to calm down: "Shushu, this is the first time you made clothes for me, he splashed me on purpose."

Hearing his full-throated voice, Qiao Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and coaxed him, "He said he didn't mean to do it, someone bumped into him. It's just a piece of clothing. I've asked the driver to take it to the dry cleaners, it should be washable."

Mo Beichen felt wronged: "He did it on purpose, he was jealous of me, he did it on purpose, he did it on purpose!"

Qiao Wangshu could guess what he was thinking. He was not only unhappy about his clothes being stained, but also unhappy with Feng Junmu. He continued, "Since he did it on purpose, I will go back with you now. Let's throw the wine back. If you are really upset, let's throw a few more cups at him. After all, he was the first one to throw wine at us, so he must be feeling guilty. If we throw wine back at him, he won't dare to hide."

Say it.

Mo Beichen was speechless at that moment.

Throw it back?

A few more cups?

That’s not appropriate!

Qiao Wangshu knew that he couldn't throw the money back, so she said that on purpose to show her attitude. No matter what he wanted to do, she would follow him, protect him, and stand by him. He didn't say anything, obviously not agreeing with the plan to throw the money back, so Qiao Wangshu hurriedly coaxed him, "Okay, don't be angry. He has already apologized, and you can't bankrupt his family for such a small matter."

Mo Beichen didn't say he was going to throw it back, but he still looked very aggrieved, like a child whose favorite toy was broken. He repeated, "He did it on purpose. He did it on purpose."

Qiao Wangshu coaxed her patiently, "Whether he did it on purpose or not, it has already happened. Don't be angry, okay? You forgot the doctor's advice. Don't be angry. I asked the driver to wash the suit, it should be washable. Even if it really can't be washed out, I will make you a new one later. Besides, I wasn't very satisfied with that suit anyway."

Mo Beichen frowned and kept silent.

Qiao Wangshu took him to sit on the sofa and said, "Achen, are you jealous?"

Being said to be the center of things.

Mo Beichen refused to admit it and remained silent.

He didn't want Shushu to think that he was a stingy man.

Qiao Wangshu knew that he must be jealous, so he said frankly, "There is absolutely no love between Mr. Feng and me. Whether a man is interested in a woman, he will have some feelings when they get along. Whether he and I are discussing business or having a meal together privately, we are always well-behaved. He is just a very good brother, very polite, and very willing to make concessions when cooperating.

“Although we didn’t reach a cooperation agreement in the end, we still got along well.

"I heard that his father became a vegetable in a car accident before he was born and slept for more than 20 years. He has only recently started to get better, and he wakes up for a very short time every day. He doesn't even recognize him. For some reason, his mother doesn't like him and rarely treats him well. His grandmother is the only one who loves him at home. Maybe he just treats me as his sister."

Mo Beichen doesn't believe Feng Junmu.

But he still has to listen to his wife.

He didn't want to go out now, and didn't want to see the annoying people again. He bent down, hugged his wife tightly, put his head on her shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Wife, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while, can you stay here with me for a while? I don't want to go out, I don't want to deal with those people."

"Okay." Qiao Wangshu patted his head and said, "Take off your shoes and sleep on the sofa. I'll go get a blanket and be back soon."

"Ah."

Qiao Wangshu asked for a blanket from the hotel front desk.

Mo Beichen didn't want to go out for social events, so he took off his shoes and lay on the sofa, resting his head on her legs. He felt sleepy and soon fell asleep.

Qiao Wangshu looked down at him, touching his face and patting his back from time to time.

My wife pats me and puts me to sleep.

Mo Beichen slept soundly.