Chapter Twenty-Eight: Head to Head
Mo Jingyuan stood at the door of the villa where Jiang Xiaoqiao lived, a white sports car drove over from a distance, he watched the car slowly stop a few steps away, his thin lips pursed slightly.
The car door opened, and the man inside was slender and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and he didn't seem to notice Mo Jingyuan. Turning straight to the side of the co-pilot, a petite figure was lifted out of it.
Mo Jingyuan unconsciously clenched his fingers, and his gaze condensed into a piece of ice.
Xu Jinlang helped Jiang Xiaoqiao out, and he felt a sharp gaze shoot over. He looked up and saw a man in a black suit with clear eyebrows on the other side, staring at him with cold and bitter hostility.
He narrowed his eyes, his pupils constricting into a line.
Mo Jingyuan looked at Jiang Xiaoqiao leaning on Xu Jinlang's arms, and his anger was even greater. In the blink of an eye, the emotions were hidden in the deep pupils. Chong Xu Jinlang nodded coldly. "Mr. Xu. β
Xu Jinlang was a little surprised, and immediately realized that he had probably been investigated clearly. So he smiled politely, "Your surname?"
"Mo. Mo Jingyuan replied briefly.
Mo. This surname can only think of Qingyuan Group. What does he have to do with Mo Jingyuan?
Mo Jingyuan had already taken Jiang Xiaoqiao from Xu Jinlang. "Don't beat her mind, it's not someone you can afford. Without looking at it, he walked into the gate of the villa with Jiang Xiaoqiao in his arms.
Jiang Xiaoqiao wrinkled his nose and turned over restlessly. In her sleep, she seemed to feel someone staring at her intently, but she didn't feel abrupt, but gradually calmed down and continued to fall asleep.
Mo Jingyuan stared at Jiang Xiaoqiao's quiet and innocent sleeping face. Seeing that she was sent back by Xu Jinlang, the anger of the gas just now slowly subsided at this moment. I don't know why, in front of this pure and innocent face, he can't get angry anyway.
He pushed all the socials to make the night vacant, but she went out with someone else to celebrate her birthday?
It seems that he really spoils her usually! Mo Jingyuan reached out and pinched Jiang Xiaoqiao's nose angrily. Jiang Xiaoqiao felt that he couldn't breathe well in his sleep, and he squeaked and chirped.
"Let it go, Moandi stinks hooligan......"
How many bad words have been accumulated in ordinary times, and I also know how to curse people in my dreams? He still calls his husband a "stinky hooligan"? It is simply bold! President Mo completely forgot that his current identity is Jiang Xiaoqiao's "stepson", and flicked his fingers on Jiang Xiaoqiao's head: "Don't hum!"
"Woo......" Jiang Xiaoqiao really stopped obediently, and her little face wrinkled pitifully.
Mo Jingyuan stopped teasing her, reached out and tucked the quilt for her, put a delicate small box next to her pillow, got up and walked out of the door.
"Minister, here is the list of participants in the design competition. Le Wen pushed open the office door and walked in, Mo Jingyuan took the list and glanced at it, nodding to indicate that he understood.
Lewen glanced up at Mo Jingyuan, opened his mouth to say something, but held back.
Mo Jingyuan frowned and glanced at Lewen, who wanted to speak and stopped, this guy didn't know what to say. "Say whatever you want. β
Lewen reflexively spoke: "No, it's nothing. He swallowed again.
Mo Jingyuan didn't raise his head: "It's nothing?"
Le Wen shuddered, but still opened his mouth: "I'm just curious, why Mr. Mo is reluctant to tell Mrs. your true identity." "Picking things out, not only can you openly "unspoken rules" Mrs., but also avoid the danger of red apricots going out of the wall, isn't it?
Of course, he didn't dare to say this to Mo Jingyuan.
The pen in Mo Jingyuan's hand paused.
Why didn't you tell her?
He didn't seem to have given it a hard time. At first, I just thought she was funny, and the look of being afraid of being found out if she did something wrong, and the expression of salivating at herself but trying to hold back, was really interesting.
The girls around Mo Jingyuan all tried their best to please him and attract him. Only Jiang Xiaoqiao dared to blow his beard and shout at him.
just let herself indulge in her clear and innocent smile, but she didn't want to find out the real relationship between the two. He couldn't predict what Jiang Xiaoqiao's reaction would be if he knew that the object of his "going out of the wall" was his own man. But always don't want to break the situation that is now somewhat delicate.
He wanted to know if Jiang Xiaoqiao would like him without hesitation even if he didn't know his true identity.
If he knew that the two were husband and wife, then her cooperation and obedience to him, her smile, and even those nights that made him intoxicated, the fiery and entangled kiss between the two, even if it happened again, he couldn't be sure if it was from her sincerity.
She may only treat him as a husband in the legal sense, or she may be a dutiful wife, but as soon as the three-year contract is over, she will turn around and leave without any nostalgia.
Maybe it's no longer the Jiang Xiaoqiao he sees now.
Jiang Xiaoqiao walked into the office, Tongtong was already sitting in her seat, and when she saw her come in, she smiled evilly and raised her eyebrows. Jiang Xiaoqiao ignored the eyes of her best friend's eight women and went straight back to her seat.
Tongtong had already quietly come over and said with a smile: "What happened after I left yesterday?"
Jiang Xiaoqiao yawned, "I don't know, I'm asleep." β
"Tut-tut," Tongtong swept her up and down, "Xu Jinlang didn't take advantage of your drunkenness to do anything inferior to you?"
"You know the beast might as well let him send me back. Jiang Xiaoqiao rolled her eyes angrily, a stepson is not enough, if she wants to let the old man see the strange man send her home, wouldn't she jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it?
"Isn't there nothing wrong with you? Tongtong put his elbow on Jiang Xiaoqiao's shoulder, "I really read it right, Xu Jinlang is a righteous gentleman." β
Jiang Xiaoqiao stepped back and said vigilantly, "What do you want to say?"
"I said, Xiao Qiao, you also want to have a snack," Tongtong grabbed her shoulders and seduced her step by step: "Although you and the old man of the Mo family are already married, it is only a contract marriage, and you will lose if you really do." While he doesn't care about you now, you have to hurry up to find true love, three years of youth are not wasted. β
It's easy to say, Jiang Xiaoqiao pouted, these days, true love is not a radish and cabbage, she wants to find it, but where can she find it?
"I think Xu Jinlang is a good person. The man is handsome and talented, and the point is," Tongtong's eyes were bright, "I think he must be interesting to you." β
"He?" Jiang Xiaoqiao spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "Come on, I'm afraid that I'm with him, and if I'm not sick, I'll have to toss out of mental illness." β
Xu Jinlang is just interested in himself, and he is afraid that he knows more than others about the means of pleasing girls. This person hides too deeply, and the gentleness and thoughtfulness he shows is just a matter of habit, and it is estimated that it is the same for every girl.
What's more, his eyes are too deep, he looks gentle and elegant, but in fact, he hides a sharpness that sees through people's hearts. Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't like to be thoroughly observed like this.
"Then you really don't want to find another good one?" Tongtong took her hand away energetically, "Feelings can also be cultivated slowly." β
She might as well cultivate a relationship with Mo Andy's father. Jiang Xiaoqiao held his cheeks, thinking of Mo Andi in another trance. When I woke up this morning, I had a delicate little box next to my pillow. Inside is a beautiful necklace with a lifelike butterfly set with deep sapphires.
Someone put it there last night while she was asleep. Jiang Xiaoqiao lowered his head, and a hint of fragrant smell filled the tip of his nose. The taste is familiar.
Maudi's face flashed through his mind. It's the smell of him. Jiang Xiaoqiao's heart jumped suddenly, and his face flashed red, it turned out that he was still thinking about her birthday. I don't know if I met Xu Jinlang.
didn't notice Jiang Xiaoqiao's distraction for a moment, Tongtong held her chin and said to herself: "Then again, this kind of thing is really dependent on the eyes." It is said that there are not a few good-looking people in our class, but I don't think anyone can compare to our minister. β
The corners of Jiang Xiaoqiao's mouth twitched: You know people and faces, and you don't know your heart, this kid is too naΓ―ve.
Tongtong continued to be a nymphomaniac: "Hey, one day he can look at me more, and I will be content." If you can't make a "qingren", it's good to be a dew "qingren". β
"Don't be deceived by his appearance!" Jiang Xiaoqiao said bitterly, "The more handsome some people are, the more they can't be provoked, maybe they are a golden jade." β
"You can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour," Tongtong glanced at her, "Don't talk about my male god like that." β
There is no salvation. Jiang Xiaoqiao looked up to the sky and sighed. Mo Andy's handsome face is so angry that I don't know how many ignorant girls have been deceived like this.
"Ding!" both of their phones rang at the same time. Jiang Xiaoqiao swiped the screen and saw a message popping up in the WeChat group of the university's class.
Squad Leader: Let's take time to get together, the time is set for Sunday night, Taihe Hotel, how about it? @ζζδΊΊ
League Secretary: Yes, yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, I must come if I can come!
Student A: Both hands are in favor!
Squad leader: Bring with you! Those who have families bring their families, and those who don't have families have our internal friendship!
Jiang Xiaoqiao's fingers clenched tightly as he held the phone. When the university was in the city on its own, there would be people making jokes about the two of them at every class dinner. Licheng smiled at her and didn't speak, she was already so ashamed that her face was flushed. Later, when they finally got together, the classmates in the class laughed at the two of them as a pair of golden boys and girls.
If there were no later events, she would have seriously thought about it for a long time.
It's just that in the blink of an eye, the person who swore in her ear turned around and went in and out with others. I'm no longer so madly obsessed with Licheng, but the feeling of betrayal is still there, and it still hurts dullly when I think about it.
"Little Qiao, are you going?" Tongtong guessed a little bit of her thoughts. Meeting with my ex-boyfriend is inevitably embarrassing.
"Go, why don't you go?" Jiang Xiaoqiao put down his phone, turned his head and smiled. Now she is no longer Jiang Xiaoqiao, who is excluded everywhere in the Jiang family, and can only be aggrieved for the sake of her mother's ashes. She wants everyone to know that Jiang Xiaoqiao's happiness is in her own hands!